It doesn’t matter if my confession is rejected, I still have three more days left.

Chapter 141 Love Letter

The afternoon sun shines through the windows and lazily onto the table filled with books, reflecting a quiet and focused atmosphere.

After lunch, Xia Muke did not choose to take a nap like ordinary people, but immediately devoted himself to the review.

Her spirit of not wasting a single moment was like a stream of clear water, which stood out in this leisurely afternoon.

Xia Muke's brows were furrowed, his eyes were firm, his pen tip was flying on the paper, his handwriting was neat and powerful, and he finished it in one go. In just a few dozen minutes, a self-analysis letter with deep self-analysis and sincere repentance was completed.

She closed the pen cap with satisfaction, breathed a sigh of relief, and handed the self-reflection letter containing reflection and determination to Jiang Li, who was observing silently.

"Senior, I have written it, please take a look."

Jiang Li took the review letter and moved his eyes from Xia Muke's slightly immature but determined face to the manuscript paper in his hand. He couldn't help but secretly exclaimed: "So fast?"

His words were full of admiration for Xia Muke's efficient execution. He looked through the self-reflection letter and was filled with emotion.

As expected of a top student, he is so good at writing self-criticisms.

Jiang Li leisurely took the carefully written confession from Xia Muke and placed it gently on the corner of the mottled wooden table with a sly smile.

His slender fingers clenched the penholder and began to copy slowly.

However, when the words "Dear Teacher" appeared on the paper, Xia Muke, who was staring at him intently, couldn't help but remind him: "No, no, you copied it wrong, senior. The first sentence should be Dear Teacher." , instead of dear teacher."

Jiang Li did not raise his head, but focused on the flow of pen and ink in his hand. While continuing to splash ink, he responded to Xia Muke's question: "You don't understand, Teacher Lin is doing this."

Hearing this, Mu Ke frowned slightly and tilted his head, his bright eyes flashing with confusion and curiosity, as if he was trying to understand the deeper meaning of Jiang Li's words.

"Ah, so that's what it is?"

She lowered her eyes and whispered to herself softly, her voice like the breeze blowing across the lake, full of confusion.

After thinking for a moment, Xia Muke nodded slowly and finally accepted Jiang Li's statement.

After all, Teacher Lin Xiafei usually takes special care of her, so he must have a good relationship with her.

It turns out that Teacher Lin likes others to be close to her, not just respect.

The little rich woman had no doubts about why Jiang Li knew so clearly. After all, she was just a transfer student who had just transferred to another school, while Jiang Li had been in contact with Teacher Lin for more than a year.

But when he saw Jiang Li changing one place after another.

Xia Muke frowned, a ripple of confusion flashed in her eyes. Looking at the self-examination letter that had been modified beyond recognition by her senior Jiang Li, she couldn't help but feel a subtle uneasiness in her heart.

"But senior, I still feel a little weird. I can't understand why you changed so many places."

Xia Muke felt that his mind was a little hard to turn around.

Is it because the self-reflection letter I wrote is not good enough?

Why did the seniors change so many places?

And after the modification, the original apology letter became as if it was coquettish.

Obviously what she originally wrote was to apologize for being late in the morning.

Why do I feel that the words in the self-reflection written by my seniors after they were revised seem to be apologizing for another thing. After Jiang Li finished making changes, he looked at the self-reflection letter he had made with satisfaction.

[This is not a self-examination letter, it is clearly a love letter full of coquettish tone. 】

"Thank you."

Xia Muke's smile as bright as the morning sun bloomed on her cheeks, her eyes sparkled with sincere joy, and she said softly: "You're welcome, I am happy from the bottom of my heart to have the opportunity to help you, senior."

Her voice is like a mountain stream, clear and sweet, and every word reveals a kind of satisfaction and happiness in helping others.

At this time, Jiang Li acted unexpectedly. His slender fingers gently pinched Xia Muke's delicate and smooth face with a touch of imperceptible affection.

This move seemed casual, but it seemed to have a warm power, instantly filling the surrounding air with a subtle intimacy and harmony.

Every time he heard this little rich woman calling him "Senior" in her sweet and waxy voice, Jiang Li couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, as if he was being gently brushed by the sun.

So cute.

"Senior, what are you doing?"

Xia Muke's voice trembled slightly in tension and surprise. Her eyes instantly changed from the calm lake to the turbulent sea. Facing Jiang Li's sudden intimate contact, her heartbeat was as fast and strong as a drum, as if the next moment It's about to jump out of the chest.

Xia Muke, who has recently been immersed in the study of various movie scenes, at this moment, Jiang Li's hand gently touched her cheek. The subtle touch was like a slow-motion close-up in the movie, and many beautiful scenes flashed in her mind. And disturbing picture.

Those pictures were intertwined together, like a colorful but slightly taboo scroll, quietly unfolding in her thoughts.

Realizing that her face was gradually turning red due to shyness, Xia Mu couldn't help but feel a little at a loss. She tried to secretly observe Jiang Li's reaction with her peripheral vision, but she couldn't hide the naturally revealed girlish feelings.

Her eyes flashed with indescribable emotions, including panicked escape and inexplicable eagerness, like a frightened deer or a bud waiting to bloom.

Jiang Li keenly captured the change in heat on Xia Muke's face and the complex emotions flowing in those bright eyes.

He looked at the blush on her cheeks, her shy little expression, especially her salivating eyes full of emotion, and couldn't help but feel a little confused and curious in his heart.

Didn’t the little rich woman watch movies every day? How could he just touch her face and make her so intolerable?

If this was a movie, the little rich woman would die of thirst.

[It is our unshirkable responsibility to save every girl with kidney deficiency! 】

Jiang Li subconsciously looked around and found that all the other students were already taking a nap.

Later, Jiang Li gradually became bolder.

I want to test whether the little rich woman's favorable impression of him is true.

His eyes became deep, as if they contained the determination of the stars and the sea. Slowly, yet so resolutely, he let his hand slip from the edge of the table, moving down lightly and cautiously along the invisible track.

The hand finally gently rested on Xia Muke's smooth and delicate thigh. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the particles in the air seemed to hold their breath. Jiang Li curled his fingers slightly, feeling the warmth transmitted through the thin fabric. It was a real touch.

(End of this chapter)