When I arrived on the fifth floor, the feeling of luxury coming from the front was even different from that downstairs.

The soft red carpet covered the whole corridor, and there was no sound when people walked on it.

Western style is full of carved beams and painted walls of Chinese style. Originally, the heavy compartment doors that were seen everywhere downstairs were replaced by ordinary wooden doors here.

But looking at the patterns on the end, the complicated and exquisite ones are expensive high-grade goods.

There is only one private room on the fifth floor.

There were a lot of people accompanying me just now, but there was no one outside the corridor.

Gu Qingjiu walked over and saw the number of the compartment hanging nearby, which gently knocked the wooden door.

In fact, the wooden door imitates the ancient appearance. Through the gap, you can see the figure inside.

"Come in."

The cold voice could not lower the shivering cold of the frozen man through the crack of the door.

Gu Qing's permission was granted. With a slight push, the door opened.

It's really different from downstairs.

Some people in the middle of the room are not like in a private room, but in a unique elegant Pavilion.

Like the traditional Japanese style, they all kneel on the ground, with tea in the middle of the small table, and Alcohol.

It's Huo Yingcheng, who has a loud voice, who has a bad atmosphere in this private room.

"Come and continue to drink, director Liu, it's agreed today. Let's not get drunk!"

Huo Yingcheng is surrounded by several people, holding a glass of wine in his hand, and his face is red and his eyes are straight.

I can't speak clearly. I tried to persuade the people beside me to drink.

He Niancheng didn't sit in the middle. He was sitting in the chair beside him, playing with a silver lighter.

At this time, he didn't wear military uniform, just a simple leisure style.

Gu Qingjiu noticed it when he came in.

The black shirt wrapped the perfect body, which was different in color. In the shadow, he Niancheng felt a bit sinister.

However, the appearance of sitting on the Imperial College chair shows a kind of elegant temperament. This combination of contradictory feelings shows a deep momentum of his life and death.

His eyes are dark and deep, like the bright moonlight in the night, which can only be seen.

When Gu Qing's wine came in, it didn't cause too much reaction from several drinkers, because they almost drank too much.

She walked towards him. Because he Niancheng was dressed differently today, Gu Qingjiu looked at him straightforwardly.

He Niancheng noticed her eyes and raised his eyelids, but his tone did not change: "what do you see?"

Gu Qingjiu was calm and said the truth: "the general instructor looks good. I look at him more."

He Niancheng: "..."

This is not the first time that he Niancheng has heard of this kind of words. His ears have been full of admiration and admiration since he was young.

But it's the first time I've heard someone say it for granted.

Maybe it's because it's said by someone he doesn't contradict.

I don't know what's going on. I feel a strange pleasure in my heart.

This joy, makes his mouth corners, even slightly raised a trace of arc.

Gu Qingjiu didn't see it, but Huo Yingcheng just turned around and saw he Niancheng's smile.

I was stunned at the moment.

Although in an instant he Niancheng's lips corner is also pursed into a straight line.

But this doesn't affect Huo Yingcheng rubbing his eyeballs, saying, "I've drunk too much, and I can see that major general is smiling!"