Wife is Fierce, Don’t Mess With Her!

On the fifth floor, the oncoming luxury atmosphere is even more different from the feeling downstairs.

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

The western style is full of Chinese style carved beams and painted walls. The thick private room doors that can be seen everywhere downstairs are replaced by ordinary wooden doors here.

But looking at the pattern on it, it looks complicated and exquisite, and it looks like an expensive high-end product.

On the entire fifth floor, there is only one private room.

Obviously there were quite a few people who came up with him just now, but there was no one outside the corridor.

Gu Qingjiu walked over, saw the private room number hanging next to it, and lightly knocked on the wooden door.

In fact, the wooden door imitated the appearance of ancient times, and through the gap, one could vaguely see the figure inside.

"Come in."

Even through the crack of the door, the cold voice could not reduce the shivering coldness of the frozen man.

Gu Qingjiu got approval, and with a slight push, the door opened.

Sure enough, it looked completely different from downstairs.

The few people in the middle of the room didn't seem to be in a private room, but rather in a chic Accord.

Like a traditional Japanese style, they all sat kneeling on the ground, with tea and... wine on the small table in the middle.

It's the atmosphere in the private room of Huo Yingcheng with a loud voice.

"Come on, let's continue to drink, Director Liu, we have made an agreement today, we must not get drunk!!!"

Huo Yingcheng surrounded several people, holding a wine glass in his hand, his face was red when he drank.

I couldn't keep my tongue out of my words, and I kept trying to persuade the people next to me to drink.

He Niancheng didn't sit in the middle, he sat on the grand teacher's chair beside him, playing with a silver lighter in his hand.

At this time, he was not wearing a military uniform, just a simple casual style.

Gu Qingjiu noticed it when he came in.

The black shirt wrapped the perfect body, this different color gave He Niancheng a somewhat sinister feeling in the shadow.

However, the appearance of sitting on the grand teacher's chair reveals a bit of elegance. The combination of this contradictory feeling shows a kind of deep aura that he holds life and death in his hands.

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

When Gu Qingjiu came in, it didn't cause too much reaction from the drinkers, because they were almost drunk.

She walked towards He Niancheng, because of He Niancheng's different attire today, Gu Qingjiu took a second look rather bluntly.

He Niancheng noticed her gaze, raised his eyelids, and his tone didn't change much: "What are you looking at?"

Gu Qingjiu was very calm, and told the truth: "The chief instructor is good-looking, I'll take a closer look."

He Niancheng: "..."

It was not the first time He Niancheng had heard such words, his ears had been filled with these words of envy and praise since he was a child.

But it was the first time I heard someone say it so naturally.

Perhaps it was because it was coming from someone he didn't object to.

I don't know what's going on, but there is a strange feeling of joy in my heart.

This joy made the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

Gu Qingjiu didn't see it, but Huo Yingcheng happened to turn his head and saw He Niancheng's smile.

Immediately froze.

Although in an instant, the corners of He Niancheng's lips were drawn into a straight line again.

But this didn't affect Huo Yingcheng rubbing his eyeballs, and said: "I'm so fucking drunk, I saw the major general smiling!"