The sight, with a playful meaning, was mixed with sharpness and shrewdness.

Qiao Sinian didn't let her go, but pressed her in his arms.

The love letter was opened in front of her.

Ye Jiaqi's face moved: "I don't know this Zhao Jun, I only know that he is my classmate, but you also know that if you usually go to class, you won't have much contact."

"Oh." Qiao Sinian opened the love letter.

Very delicate letter paper, light yellow, when opened, the paper has a faint lavender fragrance.

Ye Jiaqi moved uneasyly: "If you like it, just take it."

Josnian: “…”

His slender fingers opened the letter, and his handsome eyebrows and eyes frowned slightly: "Dear Miss Ye Jiaqi, I am fortunate to be a classmate, and be able to study together and further study..."

"Stop thinking, give me back!"

Ye Jiaqi jumped out of his arms like a furry rabbit and reached out to grab the love letter.

"The sun is the morning, the moon is the evening, and you are the morning and evening... I have met each other all day long."

Qiao Sinian is tall, and Ye Jiaqi can't even jump to grab it.

"Give it back to me, stop thinking, I'm angry." Ye Jiaqi was so angry that he scratched his chest through his sweater with his claws.

Only then did Qiao Sinian fold the letter paper and stop reading it.

While lowering his head, he put the letter paper into the envelope, he casually said, "I wrote it well, but the words are a bit ugly."

He returned the love letter to Ye Jiaqi, without too many expressions on his face.

Ye Jiaqi got it and quickly put the love letter into his backpack.

She had no desire to see it either, but was read out by Qiao Sinian, and she was a little angry.

Just like before, she would have been turned into love letters by him.

At that time, he would lose his temper and get a very heavy temper.

But it was not her fault to receive the love letter, so what's the point of losing his temper?

She was puzzled and would talk back to him, and the consequences would be... he was even more angry and had a bigger temper.

Now his temper has been much more restrained. He is probably old and will not bother with her.

"Do you like this kind of thing?" Qiao Sinian's voice was dull and a calm expression on her face.

"I don't like it, it's a very troublesome existence for me."

"Oh, I thought you like it. If you like it, I can write you one every day."

Qiao Sinian looked careless.

Ye Jiaqi was stunned, snorted coldly, and walked out.

Qiao Sinian's love letter?

Has he written love letters to others?

I'm afraid that from childhood to adulthood, girls have been chasing him.

Ye Jiaqi walked out of the classroom, and Qiao Sinian followed behind.

A thick layer of dead leaves fell on the forest on the campus, mixed with green and yellow, which was very charming.

Once Ye Jiaqi stepped on his boots, the leaves would make a "creak" and "creak" sound.

There were not many people in Lin in the evening. She was walking by the roadside, while he was walking beside her.

There are indeed not many people who know him abroad. Even if he appears in the crowd slowly and openly, he doesn’t have to worry about being recognized.

The setting sun spreads a light layer of gold on the fallen leaves, adding to the beauty.

Ye Jiaqi likes this road very much. There are not many people on the road, so she can keep walking...

Qiao Sinian put his hands in his pants pockets and walked with her.

The golden afterglow fell on his gray-black sweater, and he had lost his usual coldness and harshness, but became more gentle.

She was very close to him, and she could clearly smell the faint fragrance of the sunken wood on his body, and she was extremely familiar with it.

Their shadows fell on the ground and intertwined with the leaves.
Chapter completed!