Su Qiao put away the sneer on his face and said expressionlessly, "No!"
Huh, if you don't let yourself enjoy it, you probably won't reflect on it.
Li Jingtai There is nothing we can do.
Coaxing from the left doesn't work, coaxing from the right doesn't work, so for the time being this can be done.
Maybe she'll be fine once she calms down.
With this expectation, Li Jingtai stopped thinking about persuading.
"Can you give me my computer back? I want to write a novel."
"It's a beautiful idea." This guy is a homebody. Sometimes he writes novels and can stay at home for several days.
The purpose of Su Qiao is to let him reflect on it, so how could he give him the computer?
I walked directly to the desk by the window, took a stack of A4 paper and a pen from it, and threw it to him.
"Give me some peace and quiet and reflect honestly. When you write Self-Reflection Letter that satisfies me, I will let you out."
"By the way, Self-Reflection Letter requires at least 300,000 words, and it must be sincere and cannot be repeated."
"Of course, the most important thing is to satisfy me."
"Self-Reflection Letter of 300,000 words?" Can't repeat it?
Li Jingtai feels like crying but has no tears.
This is Self-Reflection Letter, not a novel with a storyline.
Three hundred thousand words, and it was written with a pen. How long would he have to write it?
But what can he do?
Now that I am in someone else's hands, what can I do if I don't write?
Li Jingtai took a deep breath. "How do I know what kind it is so that you can be satisfied? What if you deliberately say you are not satisfied?"
If she deliberately said she was dissatisfied, wouldn't it mean that completing the task would be further out of reach?
Su Qiao glanced at him very domineeringly Underground Passage: "I have the final right to interpret."
"... This is too inhumane." Li Jingtai wanted to cry.
He regretted smuggling her here.
If I had known it earlier... I had known it earlier...
Li Jingtai dropped his shoulders with a sigh.
If he had known better, he would have done the same.
Who made her take him less and less seriously?
Outside, she didn't see him at all. Twenty-four hours a day, except when sleeping, she had less than an hour left for herself.
How could he bear this?
Li Jingtai accepted his fate.
Su Qiao raised his eyebrows. "With your behavior, you still want human rights? Tell you, you will be my slave from now on!"
"Slave?"
After being stunned for a moment, Li Jingtai's handsome face suddenly burst into a bright smile:
"Slave is good. A slave has to serve his master, such as squeezing shoulders and legs, massaging the whole body and heating the bed, such as..."
"Oh, just dream here!"
Su Qiao was angry and funny, so he left the door without saying a word.
Li Jingtai held on to the door frame and looked at Su Qiao walking towards the stairs with a smile on his lips, "You still have to have dreams, what if they come true?"
What's more, he thinks the chances of it coming true are quite high.
Su Qiao After going downstairs and entering the kitchen, I realized that this guy was really powerful.
There is actually an ice room in the kitchen.
It's full of frozen meat and vegetables.
According to visual inspection, it can last for at least three months.
After simply making some food to eat, and delivering some food to the guy upstairs who was sitting at the desk writing furiously, Su Qiao changed his clothes and went out.
It took Su Qiao five days to roughly explore the entire island.
She found that as she expected, the products above were quite rich, and there were also many medicinal herbs.
On the sixth day, Li Jingtai stopped Su Qiao who came up to deliver the meal, and handed over the thick stack of paper in his hand.
"Self-Reflection Letter is written."
Su Qiao took it with some doubt. "Has it been written?"