Chapter 0525 Strange Xie Zhengying

All this made Deng Tongcomb feel as if he was not facing a person, but a statue of a god enshrined in the temple, a statue carved from gold and stone and wood, high up in the sky, indifferent to the world. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info.. There is a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he is the most ruthless, regardless of the disasters in the world and the monstrous wars, I sit still and look down on the world.

Sitting here, Deng Tongcomb really has this feeling, although the person in front of him has a smile on the corner of his mouth, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze, but the more he is like this, the more Deng Tongcomb feels a kind of horror, an inexplicable horror.

What she is facing is not human, not half popular, not half human, although I don't know why, but Deng Tongcomb has this feeling in the dark, the man in front of him, he is not human. He may be a god, or a demon, or a demon, or a monster, but whatever it is.

She can be sure that the inside of the man in front of her with the appearance of a humble gentleman is no longer a human existence, but another terrifying existence.

Feeling this, Deng Tongcomb didn't dare to make another attempt, although logically speaking, no matter what she did, it should be impossible for the Xie family to touch her, no matter in which aspect, she was a perfect hostage, a person with a normal mind, and would not hurt her hostage.

However, the man in front of him, is he a normal person? Although he looked alike, Deng Tongcomb knew that he was not, he was just a monster in human skin. Faced with such a monster in front of him, although Deng Tongcomb knew that intellectually speaking, no one would hurt her.

But she can't be sure of this person, she can't find the slightest human smell in him, just like he is just a cold machine, with an elegant and gentle face, and a smile like a spring breeze, but it is just a mechanical expression. She couldn't predict the machine's mind, so she didn't dare to do anything else, and sat quietly on the sofa, hoping to kill this feared person with her murderous aura.

Of course, this is just an unrealistic dream. In fact, Deng Tongcomb was still waiting for the arrival of this Leng Mu, referring to the Xie family's abnormal behavior today, he thought that today was likely to be the day when Leng Mu and them came to rescue her.

Just when Deng Tongcomb was releasing his murderous aura at Xie Zhengying, he was thinking about when Leng Mu would come back, and he was looking forward to Leng Mu's arrival soon. Suddenly, a footstep sounded in the hall, which attracted Deng Tongcomb's attention, and he hurriedly looked up.

I thought it was Leng Mu who had arrived, but after looking up, I realized that it was not Leng Mu, but just a maid of the Xie family, holding a pot of tea in her hand, walked in front of Xie Zhengying and Deng Tongcomb, respectfully put down the white porcelain teapot in her hand, and then turned around and left.

The teapot was placed on the coffee table, and suddenly the white tea gas diffused from the spout of the ceramic pot, and Deng Tongcomb suddenly smelled a strong tea fragrance.

"This is Eiffebol's black tea, it is a black tea for the royal family of Citigroup, which is famous for its mellow taste, come on, Miss Deng, taste it." Xie Zhengying said in a gentle tone, still not glancing at Deng Tongcomb.

Deng Tongcomb heard Xie Zhengying's gentle voice and looked at him with a gentle appearance, and he once thought that his thoughts just now were delusional. How could such a gentleman, who is as gentle as jade and a humble gentleman, be like that?

Deng Tongcomb shook his head, he felt a little impossible, was he really a little cranky just now, thinking so, just about to refuse, a teacup had been handed to her.

The white mist in the teacup rose and entered her nose, and she immediately took a deep breath and felt the mellow aroma of this precious black tea.

At this time, there is no need to refuse, Deng Tongcomb took the teacup smoothly, and wanted to taste the black tea in his hand, although he is now in the enemy camp, and he is in the state of a prisoner, but since the enemy has brought a sugar-coated cannonball, then peel off the sugar-coated cannonball, and throw away the cannonball.

With this kind of superb black tea in front of you, why don't you enjoy it, Deng Tongcomb thought so, she was originally a tea lover, and in the face of the temptation of this top-notch tea, she couldn't hold it at all. Who cares if this is an enemy place, and she is a prisoner in the city, and she never thought that the Xie family would poison the tea.

She felt that since she was now a prisoner of the Xie family, the Xie family could deal with her at any time, and there was no need to use poisoning. Well, in the final analysis, in fact, Deng Tong's tea addiction is a prisoner, greedy for tea, and he doesn't think so much about it at all.

Took the teacup, brought it to his face, just wanted to drink it in one gulp, Deng Tongcomb felt that it was not polite, although he was facing the enemy, but his demeanor could not be lost, and he still had to thank him, which was the education that Deng Tongcomb had received since he was a child. The so-called three generations can raise a nobleman, and the Deng family has been exactly three generations from Mrs. Deng's generation to Deng Tongcomb's generation.

Therefore, under their cultivation, Deng Tongcomb's etiquette, behavior, and other aspects have been separated from the level of nouveau riche, and he is an out-and-out nobleman. As an elegant aristocrat, whether it is a man or a woman, she should naturally have her own demeanor.

Just like Deng Tong comb it now, no matter where he is, he will always thank him. This is not deliberate, but a habit that has been developed, and this detail, that is, the gap between the nouveau riche and the real aristocracy, is well reflected in Deng Tongcomb.

Deng Tongcomb raised his head, and was just about to thank Xie Zhengying, but inadvertently saw Xie Zhengying's eyes, and suddenly his hand shook, and the teacup in his hand was not held steady, and fell to the ground, shattered. The hot tea was sprinkled on the ground, and the fragrance of tea overflowed, if it was in normal times, Deng Tongcomb would definitely be very distressed, and scolded himself for this cup of wasted precious tea.

But at this time, Deng Tongcomb didn't have that thought, looking at Xie Zhengying in front of him, Deng Tongcomb had forgotten everything, and his heart was only full of fear, unable to speak, and he was stunned there. Are Xie Zhengying's eyes really human eyes? Is the feeling I just felt really just an illusion?

Deng Tongcomb thought so, Xie Zhengying's eyes were empty, and there was no trace of brilliance in them, so that when Deng Tongcomb looked at him, he felt that he was not looking at a person, but something that he couldn't say. It seems to be a machine, and it seems to be a clay sculpture and wood sculpture that is enshrined in the temple.

But no matter what it is, there is only one thing that Deng Tongcomb can be sure of, that is, in Xie Zhengying's eyes, there is no trace of emotion. The current Xie Zhengying is just a cold machine, a puppet, although he still has his own thoughts in his head, but he has lost his feelings.

The current Xie Zhengying is an existence without his own feelings, and it is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul. It is because no matter how deeply a person hides his feelings, if he looks carefully into his eyes, he can finally see it in his eyes, and even if he can't see it, he can see that there is still his own look in his eyes, which is evidence that he is still alive as a person.

At this time, Xie Zhengying's eyes no longer had the slightest brilliance, only cold, empty, and godless, as if in the body in front of him, the soul named Xie Zhengying had left, and all that was left was his body.

Moreover, he has a gentle and elegant smile on his face, and there is a temperament on his body that makes people feel like a spring breeze, but if you look at his eyes again, you can immediately find the strongest contrast. The temperament of a spring breeze, the gentle smile, and a pair of empty glasses, this strong conflict and contrast make people can't help but feel a trace of fear in their hearts.

And this fear is now magnified to a very strong point in Deng Tongcomo's heart. She looked at Xie Zhengying in front of her in fear, unable to speak.

looked at him blankly, his heart was full of fear, and he inexplicably felt a kind of horror, if the person in front of him, his soul was no longer there, then why, this person was still alive? And what is this person? Is it human? Or is it a monster? Or maybe it's a cold machine!

Thinking that she almost thanked a cold machine just now, Deng Tongcomb's heart inexplicably appeared a very absurd feeling, which actually diluted the fear in her heart a lot, and she only felt that she was ridiculous.

Thinking of this, the fear in Deng Tongcomb's heart dissipated a lot, no matter what this Xie Zhengying in front of him was, but it seemed that he didn't mean to hurt himself yet, that was enough. Thinking so, Deng Tong combed back to his senses, calmed down, and then said, "I'm sorry, I broke your teacup." ”

After saying this, Deng Tongcomb stared at Xie Zhengying in front of him, wanting to see what his reaction was, so that she could judge more things.

Hearing Deng Tongcomb's apology, Xie Zhengying looked very unimpressed, the expression on his face did not fluctuate in the slightest, it was still the gentle smile at the beginning, and it was still the kind of gentle voice, and said, "Miss Deng doesn't have to be polite, there will be a maid to clean it up." Please use tea. ”

Saying this, Xie Zhengying had already taken a new exquisite teacup, poured a cup of black tea again, and handed it to Deng Tongcomb. Seeing the fragrant black tea in front of him, Deng Tongcomb didn't have much heart to drink tea, but the tea had already arrived in front of him, so let's do it next. Thinking so, Deng Tongcomb took the black tea.

Holding the delicate white porcelain teacup in the palm of your hand, feeling the temperature of the tea in your hand, and smelling the tempting fragrance of tea, Deng Tong, who was originally a generation of tea addicts, did not have much desire to taste the good tea in his hand at this time.