Su Qiao put away the sneer on his face and said expressionlessly: "No!"
Humph, if I don't let you enjoy yourself, you probably won't reflect on yourself.
Li Jingtai had no choice.
Neither coaxing left nor right works. This is all I can do for now.
Maybe she'll be fine once she calms down.
With this hope, Li Jingtai gave up the idea of persuading.
"Can you give me my computer back? I want to write a novel."
"You wish." This guy is a homebody. Sometimes he can stay at home for several days to write novels.
Su Qiao's goal was to make him reflect on himself, so how could he possibly give him the computer
She walked directly to the desk by the window, took out a stack of A4 paper and a pen, and threw them to him.
"Be quiet and reflect on your mistakes honestly. I will let you out when you write a self-review that satisfies me."
"By the way, the self-criticism must be at least 300,000 words, and it must be sincere and heartfelt, and it cannot be repeated."
"Of course, the most important thing is to satisfy me."
"A three hundred thousand-word self-criticism?" Can't it be repeated
Li Jingtai felt like crying but had no tears.
This is a self-criticism letter, not a novel with a storyline.
Three hundred thousand words, written with a pen, how long will it take him to finish it
But what else can he do
Now that I'm in someone else's hands, what else can I do but write
Li Jingtai took a deep breath and said, "How can I know what kind of thing will satisfy you? What if you deliberately say you are not satisfied?"
If she deliberately expressed dissatisfaction, wouldn't it make the task even more difficult to complete
Su Qiao glanced at him and said in a domineering tone: "The final right of interpretation is mine."
“… This is too inhumane.” Li Jingtai wanted to cry.
He regretted bringing her here secretly.
If I had known... If I had known...
Li Jingtai slumped his shoulders dejectedly.
If he had known this earlier, he would have done the same.
Who made her take him less and less seriously
Outside, she had no eyes for him at all. In 24 hours a day, except for sleeping, she had less than an hour left for herself.
How could he bear this
Li Jingtai accepted his fate.
Su Qiao raised an eyebrow: "With your behavior, you still want human rights? Let me tell you, you will be my slave from now on!"
"slave?"
After being stunned for a moment, Li Jingtai's handsome face suddenly broke into a brilliant smile:
"Slaves are good. Slaves have to serve their masters, such as massaging shoulders and legs, giving full body massages and warming the bed, and so on..."
"Oh, you're just dreaming here!"
Su Qiao was angry and amused at the same time. He left after saying a few words.
Li Jingtai held onto the door frame and looked at Su Qiao walking towards the stairs, a smile on his face: "You still have to have dreams, what if they come true?"
What's more, he thinks the chances of it happening are quite high.
After Su Qiao went downstairs and into the kitchen, he realized that this guy was really amazing.
There is actually an ice room in the kitchen.
It was full of frozen meat and vegetables.
Judging from the appearance, it can last for at least three months.
After making some simple food and sending some food upstairs to the guy who was writing furiously at the desk, 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 resources there were quite rich, and there were many medicinal herbs.
On the sixth day, Li Jingtai stopped Su Qiao who came up to deliver food and handed him a thick stack of papers.
"The self-review has been written."
Su Qiao took it with some doubt: "Have you finished writing it?"