After the flash marriage, Mr. Jiu, your wife seduced Li Wanyi and Song Yubai

Ever since Song Sinian rescued Ji Muxu in the nightclub that day, the relationship between the two has always maintained a subtle distance.

It seemed like something had changed between the two of them, yet it seemed like nothing had changed.

Ji Muxu has indeed become much more obedient. She no longer skips classes casually, and has given up the sexy hot girl style in her dressing and started to switch to the pure desire style...

She still bought breakfast for him every morning and delivered it to the downstairs of his dormitory, or if she couldn't wait for anyone, she would deliver it to his class.

As time went by, everyone in Song Sinian's class almost knew her, and every time she came over, the boys in the class would whistle.

One day, a boy named Owen in their class picked up a bunch of keys that Ji Muxu accidentally dropped on the ground, and took the opportunity to chat with her.

The two of them stood at the door, chatting animatedly for some unknown reason.

Coincidentally, Song Sinian came to class with a shoulder bag on his back. He was standing in the corridor and saw the two people chatting enthusiastically from a distance. There was no special expression on his cold and handsome face.

While the two were talking, Song Sinian had already strode to the classroom door and spoke in his usual cold voice, "Please make way."

Upon hearing this, Ji Muxu immediately took out the breakfast from his schoolbag and handed it to him, "Brother, take the breakfast."

Song Sinian glanced at it and frowned, "Throw it away, I've already eaten it."

Ji Muxu was slightly stunned, and the hand holding the breakfast just stopped in mid-air.

This was the first time Song Sinian rejected her in such a long time.

I don’t know why, but a sense of loss grew in my heart.

Although reluctant, Ji Muxu still said, "Oh, okay..."

Owen took the initiative to speak up, "It would be such a waste to throw it away. I haven't eaten yet. If you don't mind, give it to me."

"sure..."

Before Ji Muxu could finish his words, his hands were empty.

The person who took away her breakfast was none other than Song Sinian.

He said, “I found that I didn’t seem to be full.”

Ji Muxu looked at the back of his superior head, feeling confused. What was wrong with him?

Don't you know if you're full?

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In the blink of an eye, the final exam is approaching.

Ji Muxu's mock exam results were not ideal, probably because of her parents' strong genes. She was the type of person who had a good brain but did not study hard.

The reason why I didn’t do well in the exam was of course that I only thought about playing every day.

As the saying goes, "Sharpen your sword before battle, even if it's not sharp it will shine."

In order to give an explanation to her parents, she spent almost every day in the library in the two weeks before the exam.

Everything was normal at the beginning. On the third day, she found a seat in a corner by the window, sat there without raising her head, and seriously reviewed her lessons.

At this moment, someone pulled her twin pigtails from behind.

Ji Muxu was furious, he didn't know what "the head can be cut and blood can flow but the hair cannot be messed up" meant?

She turned her head angrily and met the man's deep eyes.

Song Sinian looked down at her condescendingly, raising his chin slightly.

Ji Muxu seemed to understand that this was a request for her to move the seat under him.

But why?

She lowered her voice and asked, "Is this your place?"

Song Sinian held a stack of review books in his hands and nodded, "It's mine."

The library is obviously a public area. Ji Muxu was a little angry and laughed, "You said it's yours. If you call it, will it respond?"

Song Sinian did not comment, put the book in his hand on the table, and tapped the desktop with his slender finger bones.

Ji Muxu looked in the direction he pointed, and saw "SSN" faintly printed on it, which could not be seen at all without careful observation.

She seemed to vaguely remember Sister Xiaohua telling her that the Song family donated a library to Stanford University...

The smile on Ji Muxu's face began to fade away. He stood up, picked up his review book and prepared to leave.

She had just taken two steps out when she heard Song Sinian say, "Come back."

"what?"

"If you don't want to rank last in the exam, sit down."

Ji Muxu struggled and hesitated for a moment, then sat back in his previous position.

It was not until later that she realized that Song Sinian wanted her to sit down in a seat instead of leaving.

What Ji Muxu didn't expect was that his major in law was not as good as Song Sinian, a layman who studied business administration in a business school.

As the exam was approaching, many students came to the library to review for the exam. The only sound in the entire room was the sound of people turning pages of books.

Song Si would review the key points of the exam for her from time to time.

Even when he encountered a topic that required explanation, he would lower his voice to the lowest level in order not to disturb others.

The two sat side by side, very close to each other...

Ji Muxu could clearly see his thick and long eyelashes, and even the tiny pores on his skin.

She wondered how a man could have such good skin.

The golden sunlight shines through the glass, making his hair look soft and tender, making people want to rub it.

She swallowed unconsciously and subconsciously moved half a centimeter closer.

Song Sinian tilted his head slightly, and the tip of his nose just barely brushed against her cheek, "Is there an answer on my face? Can you get full marks just by looking at me?"

He suddenly uttered a sentence that frightened Ji Muxu so much that he trembled.

As he spoke, warm breath fell on her face, and her entire face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"If you don't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?"

"You're almost in my face, and I still can't see you. Am I blind?"

Song Sinian inherited his father's sharp tongue. If he doesn't speak, it's fine. But once he opens his mouth, he can make you cry, and he can guarantee that every word he says is different.

"I..." Ji Muxu's face flushed red, and for the first time he felt the lack of language in his mind.

"What? Explain this question to me. If you get it wrong, you will be punished by writing it a hundred times."

Song Sinian's voice was very calm, but his words were unquestionable.

Ji Muxu didn't hear a word of what was said just now, and his solution to the problem was completely contrary to what Song Sinian taught him.

That day, Ji Muxu copied the wrong question a hundred times overnight. Finally, he was so angry that he drew a "little turtle" on the back of the last page.

I was afraid that Song Sinian couldn’t see it, but I was also afraid that he would see it.

With Song Sinian tutoring her every day, and her smart little brain, she did quite well in the final exam.

Fortunately, that question really was on the final exam, and Ji Muxu could really write it out with her eyes closed, and it would make her remember it for the rest of her life.

She was referring not only to the question, but also to the eighteen-year-old boy.