When Chu Qianli took off his makeup, he always felt an indescribable doubt in his heart.
This national teacher is neither too slow nor too slow in speaking, not too slow in speaking, not too salty or too light in speaking. He is like a wooden man, without any emotion at all.
It's not cold, it's not cold at all, but it's really calm.
So calm as if it was about to be numb.
There are such people in this world.
Like a living dead.
She decided to give him a try.
So after washing her face, she walked to the designated location with a light pace under the pavilion in the backyard.
The national teacher sat at the table, and the table was clean and there was no tea.
He didn't even drink a sip of tea, sitting upright, like a primary school student in class.
Of course, the hands are not placed on the table, but on their legs. The first post website ps://
"Sir, can I ask a pretentious word?"
Of course, the other party did not respond. It was just that after getting along for a while, Chu Qianli felt that he could adapt to his attitude.
After getting used to it, I began to learn to relax.
"Sir, are you trained to look like you now? Or is it born?"
She was just a joke, thinking he wouldn't care about him and was planning to get into the topic.
Unexpectedly, the national teacher actually responded: "Rules."
Chu Qianli was stunned for a moment, a little surprised.
How could a national teacher like a wooden man answer such a boring question?
It's so surprising.
Her hands were placed on the table, and her fingers were tapping gently on the table as if they were unconscious.
"Sir, do you need something to eat?"
Turning his wrist, an apple was placed in front of him.
After another turn, there was another bottle of drink.
The national teacher's eyes swept past the apples and drinks, and he was still expressionless.
In his opinion, there seemed to be no surprises in the secret of Qiankun Chain.
Drinks were something that was not available in this era, but he saw it and was unmoved at all.
The heart is as calm as water.
I don’t know what kind of environment it is to train such a dumb person - cough! This adjective should not be used to describe him, after all, he is a master.
Can't be so rude.
"National Master, what do you want?"
"soul."
"What?" Chu Qianli had tried hard to keep himself calm, but his words were really beyond her expectations.
It seems that the dark gods on TV need to use human souls as the price of transactions.
Is he going to turn her into a demon?
A trace of defense flashed through Chu Qianli's eyes: "My soul, I wonder how the National Master will arrive?"
It's nothing more than using witch skills to control it, or using soul-catching skills.
But neither of these are good things.
The national master lowered his eyes and actually picked up the bottle of drink that Chu Qianli had placed in front of him.
Look carefully.
His long finger moved slightly on the bottle, as if he wanted to open the bottle.
Finally, he set his sights on the bottle cap, picked it up with a long finger, and the bottle opened.
He lowered his head, approached the bottle, and sniffed it through the veil.
The action was so elegant that it was shockingly elegant.
Aristocrats are the same.
Just smelled it and put the bottle down.
Chu Qianli asked, "Since you are curious, why don't you taste it? The national master is so powerful, you should know if I have poisoned it with just a glance."
"sweet."
"The national teacher doesn't like sweets?" she smiled, "Then I'll change you a tasteless one?"
But the national teacher ignored this issue, stared at her and said lightly: "I want to go to your world to take a look." This chapter has been completed!