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Chapter 12

    There are quite a lot of hot spring resort hotels around Beijing, and they are overcrowded during the New Year and holidays. It is a good place for the whole family to spend time in hot springs.

    Of course, this does not include the high-end hot spring resort that Gu Xincheng is about to go to - high-end means fewer people.

    Cars swim on the road like fish, and the more you drive out of the city, the less traffic there is.

    I don't know how many turns and turns, a cluster of brilliant lights emerged in the dark night, like an isolated island.

    The car stopped steadily at the entrance of the lobby of the resort center. The driver in white gloves bowed to open the door for Gu Xincheng. The parking officer drove the car to a conspicuous position not far away.

    Those that can be parked in public places for others to watch are generally luxury cars, which is an unwritten rule in high-end hotels.

    After getting off the car, Gu Xincheng raised his head slightly.

    The cold moon is in the sky, the dew is heavy and the frost is thick, and the north wind blows through the long hair like algae.

    "Miss Gu, come with me." The driver took her there.

    Walking in, I found that this resort center has been built with the charm of a garden in the south of the Yangtze River. The buildings are connected by antique corridor bridges, and the landscape pavilions are dotted with dots. Even if it is cold outside, the flowers, plants and green plants here are lush and lush, which can be called a scene at a step.

    Entering the building, there is a faint fragrance of fir in the air. All kinds of decorative paintings are hung on both sides of the corridor, the crystal chandelier above the head is dazzling, and the velvet carpet under the feet is soft. There is a mahogany shelf at a distance, or there are root carvings, or enamel vases, all of which are different.

    Gu Xincheng came from the south without heating, hats, scarves, sweaters and down jackets, a lot of them, and now she is very hot.

    Gu Xincheng asked: "Who are there?"

    The driver replied: "I don't know."

    Fu Tangzhou has three drivers, and he is most assured of this because he doesn't talk much.

    As a driver, driving skills are secondary, and the most important thing is to control your mouth. What should be said and what should not be said, is clear in my heart.

    The heavy door of the box was pushed open, revealing a spacious living room. There is a soup pool outside the French window facing it, and unmelted snow is scattered in the bushes, like white froth.

    A set of leather sofas surrounds a coffee table, and there are several blue and white porcelain cups around the teapot. The tea is half drunk, but no one is there.

    The driver said, "Miss Gu, it's right here."

    He closed the door and left, leaving Gu Xincheng alone.

    There was a faint voice in the room inside, Gu Xincheng was not in a hurry to go there, but went into the bathroom first.

    If you wear too much, you will look bloated. Now she is wrapped like a bun.

    She took off her hat, took off her scarves one by one, and took off her down jacket, revealing the milky white rabbit fur sweater inside.

    Gu Xincheng looked at herself carefully in front of the mirror, the light here was good, the light coffee-colored eye shadow reflected the light of the stars, and the thin eyeliner outlined a trace of style.