"Hey, don't think about diving. Your legs are not strong, so it's impossible for the two of you to wear a diving suit." Yang Xuan said, leaning on the railing as the sea breeze blew.

"I know, go ahead and stop looking at me. It's a waste to come here and stay with me all the time."

"Can you do it alone?"

"Don't worry!!" Jia Pengpeng gave Ma Yi an OK gesture.

Seeing that there was no serious problem with Jiao Peng Peng, Ma Yi put on her diving suit and went to the bottom of the sea to play. Anyway, it was only five meters under the sea, which was very shallow.

This kind of activity is just an experience, and it won’t give you much time at all. Of course, if you pay, it will be another kind of service.

Yang Xuan took Zimo through all the activities throughout the day, including sea sofas and skydiving. Zimo also gradually changed from a 40-year-old mentality to become younger under Yang Xuan's subtle influence.

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Every woman has a girlish heart. She was skydiving while kissing Yang Xuan. On the yacht, she flirted with Yang Xuan. Since she was on the yacht all day, Zimo always fed her while eating.

To Yang Xuan.

There is always a little urgency in the sweetness. Here there are only myself and Yang Xuan. There is no problem in the world between the two of them, but what if we go back? Yang Xuan belongs to everyone.

Among these projects, Yang Xuan still likes paragliding. The two of them take the paraglider and the yacht pulls it, overlooking the Indian Ocean from a high altitude. The experience is very refreshing.

A few days later, after wandering around, we finally returned to Dibai. The plane was supposed to be delayed on the first day in Dibai, so the travel agency urgently adjusted the itinerary and added an accommodation, otherwise everyone would have to live on the streets.

Dibai is half desert and half ocean.

The Dibai River divides Dibai into two parts. One side is the emerging urban area, and the other side is the old city that symbolizes the history of Dibai. Everyone rides an Arabian dhow to have a panoramic view of the scenery on both sides of Dibai.

As for the history of Arabian architecture, Director Zhou was the only one to explain and lead the tour. Later, after questioning, everyone found out that Director Zhou had made dozens or hundreds of trips to Dibai. Because of his proficient business ability, now

Basically there is no need for ground connection.

Dibai Museum, which was once a military fortress guarding Dibai, was later converted into a museum to introduce the history of the Bedouin people, the ancestors of the Arabs. The museum has imitations of ancient times.

The merchant's house and the underground antique market vividly reproduce the daily life scenes of ancient white people.

Because his family also runs a museum, Yang Xuan was particularly interested in reading it. If it was good, he wouldn't mind Ruth and Evelin coming to inspect it for a few days. After just walking around the museum, he discovered that the entire museum was basically just an introduction.

That's all, there are very few real objects. What's great is some clay pots, utensils and Arabian boats.

"Yang Xuan, look next door? There are so many compatriots." Jiao Pengpeng, who was on Yang Xuan's back, pointed curiously at the street next door.

The three of them looked in the direction that Jia Pengpeng pointed. Sure enough, there were many compatriots buying things here, and they were all elderly aunts.

Hundreds of Chinese aunts kept shouting at the top of their lungs and talking to the tour guides of their groups.

After the four people walked over, they discovered that this was a huge gold market. It was located in the old city of Dibai. Looking at gold stores in China, they only had a few more counters and a few gold bricks to hold them together.

Only when I got here did I know what it means to be rich. Their gold bracelets and necklaces were all hung in rows on the walls of the shops. It seemed like they were in a boutique that cost only five yuan a piece.

And not only traditional gold products such as gold bracelets, rings, and necklaces, but also more non-mainstream gold-woven clothes, pants, and even gold-cast handicrafts.

"Yang Xuan, don't you buy some for Aunt Zimo?"

"Oh! Stop it, Yang Xuan and I are peers together. You can just call me Zimo. The word aunt is redundant." A tic-tac-toe appeared clearly on Zimo's forehead. Anyone with a discerning eye would definitely see that he was about to go berserk.

Yang Xuan said disgustedly, "Everything else is okay, except for gold, neither of us like it very much."

"Hahaha, little red guy, you're trying to make yourself look fat, right? You can't afford it? My dear, let me tell you, if you can afford it, you can afford it, if you can't afford it, you can't afford it, we have to tell the truth

Ha, otherwise if you want to buy something and you can’t get the money, that’s not going to make people laugh to death.”

The middle-aged man surnamed Li walked slowly with his mistress in his arms. When he saw Yang Xuan's embarrassed expression, he knew that the rich woman definitely didn't want to buy it, but Yang Xuan wanted to make a fortune.

"Get away, Ya San, I tell you, our affairs are not over yet, we will settle the score with you when we return to the devil's capital." Jiao Pengpeng, who was lying on Yang Xuan's back, said displeased.

Li surname

The man didn't care yet. The city was so big, and with his worth, who would dare to cause trouble for him. He looked at Peng Peng and then at Yang Xuan, then said with a sly smile on his face, "The four of us are together all day long, and we won't sleep together at night."

Come on, pretty boy, eat more and don’t stop eating in the middle of the meal, hahahahaha." After saying that, he hugged the mistress and went to buy gold jewelry.

"Yang Xuan, you are the only man, why don't you go and trouble him?" Ma Yi was furious. Anyone who wanted to have a relationship with Yang Xuan would hate him the most.

"Not going."

"You are too cowardly." Ma Yi said angrily.

"Hey, Yiyi, what are you talking about?" Jia Pengpeng said. After all, he still had to think of Yang Xuan, and he would have to rely on him when he returned to the magic city.

"Do you really think I haven't done anything? I've checked almost all his information recently. This man's name is Li Bing. He's not from Modu, but he works in companies and factories in Modu. He's wealthy and has been married for a long time. I'll give him this period of time.

I took a lot of photos. If I have time, I will send them to his wife when I get back."

The three of them looked at Yang Xuan with wide eyes.

"Don't look at me. I'm not going to beat him up. If his family is really ruined, wouldn't it be better than beating him up?"

"Hiss~~~" Jiao Pengpeng took a breath of cold air, it was so poisonous, it was more uncomfortable than beating him.

"And the relationship between his mistress and his mistress is quite messy. I had a rough relationship with several men. I planned to send her photos to those men's mobile phones. Alas, now, Li Bing is real

Gonna die."

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan couldn't help but laugh out loud. Is this revenge? Beat him to death with one punch? Please let him escape from the sea of ​​suffering. Living in this world with troublesome things every day is called hell.

"Too poisonous."

"Sit back and watch the show."

"You really don't want to buy gold?"

"I really don't want to buy it. There are so many at home that I can't keep them anymore." Yang Xuan spread his hands.

The two women looked at each other and were amazed at Yang Xuan's strong acting skills. He really had a flawless expression on his face, as if his family was almost full of gold.

Just kidding, how many people these days can say that they can’t even keep enough gold in their room to buy gold?
Chapter completed!