Although Cang Luochen's personal orientation is very normal, he has been mixed in the pile of men at the border for so many years, and it is inevitable that he will have some contact.

In fact, the soldiers of the army are not allowed to go to Hualou, but the life of being stationed at the border all the year round is really hard, and the war every year is after today, there is no tomorrow, so it is inevitable to vent.

Cang Luochen took the soldiers to symbolically raid and arrest the soldiers who visited the flower building a few times, and the noise was quite big, but in fact, it was just for show. But it's also seen.

So as soon as I saw this little house and saw the woman named Biluo dressed up, I thought of what kind of place this was.

But obviously this is not an ordinary flower house, but a house.

Flower House and Elegant House are equivalent to nightclubs and high-end clubs.

Cang Luochen didn't expect Yue Junzheng to bring himself to this kind of place, but he couldn't say anything more.

Guo Fu asked Biluo: "Ready?" ”

Biluo smiled and said, "Yes." Then he led the three of them into the inner house.

The décor of this cottage is not ostentatious, but it is full of scenery.

Bi Luo took the three of them around to the door of a room in the backyard and stopped, pushed the door open, and inside was the ancient decoration of the Wei and Jin dynasties, and the three low tables were side by side.

The three of them sat down in priority and order, Biluo sat on her knees with long sleeves and poured wine for the three of them, and when she came to Cang Luochen, she looked at Cang Luochen and smiled lightly with a little shyness.

Cang Luochen pretended not to see it, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and Yue Junzheng on the side couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he saw it.

After pouring the wine, Biluo slowly got up with a soft posture and asked Yue Junzheng with a smile: "I don't know if the son wants to listen to the music or enjoy the dance?" ”

"Whatever you want." Yue Junzheng said lightly.

Bi Luo blessed his body, slapped his hands twice, and then the door behind the row of bead curtains opposite Cang Luochen and the others was pulled open to both sides, and it turned out that it was a place of singing and dancing.

Several delicately dressed dancers slowly came out, and the wide-sleeved light gauze slowly danced to the music coming from behind the beaded curtain.

Cang Luochen was not very interested in these songs and dances, but looked at the snacks and fruits in front of her and compared them to her heart.

Seeing that Yue Junzheng and Guo Fu were both serious about watching it, Cang Luochen picked up a big apple, looked at it and saw that it should be cleaned, and then took a bite.

The apples are sweet and crisp and juicy, Cangluo Chenxin said that the taste is good, "snort", bite after bite to eat, and a large apple is eaten in a small half.

Cang Luochen has always been a casual and accustomed character, not to mention that it is particularly uncomfortable to sit on his knees and suppress blood circulation for a long time, so he simply holds a few cases with his hands, and sits crookedly quite casually, watching Wuji eat apples and feel uncomfortable.

But after eating a few bites, I suddenly felt that Yue Junzheng and Guo Fu were looking at themselves.

Yue Jun was looking at Cang Luochen, and she was not surprised, but Guo Fu also looked at himself from time to time, which made Cang Luochen feel a little wrong.

Cang Luochen was holding the apple in one hand, and he didn't have time to swallow it in his mouth, and he turned his head to look at the two of them, and saw that both of them were looking at the apple in their hands at the same time.

Cang Luochen was stunned, swallowed the contents of his mouth, and handed his fruit plate to Yue Junzheng: "Lord Wang, do you eat?" ”

Looking at the fruit bowl sent to him, and looking at the big apple that Cang Luochen had eaten half in his other hand, Yue Junzheng suddenly smiled.

He shook his head with a warm smile: "You can eat." ”