Chapter 55: help

Could it be lying on the table, writing a little impatiently.
Mo Yi looked at Mo Feihuan's face and said helplessly, "Master, please write lighter, this paper will be pierced by you.
Murphy's face changed, and said, "Damn old bastard, he's going to end well."
Mo nodded his head and echoed, "Yeah!" Yes! He certainly won't end well, the dead old man will be a poor single person until death.
Mo Fei scratched his head in distress, and said, "One by one, how many times have I written."
Mo Yi looked at Mo Fei Road: "You have written more than 200 times.
"What, I wrote for so long before I wrote more than 200 times.
"Could it be a little irritable.
Mo Yi reluctantly said, "Master, you have been writing for a long time, but you have not only written that I am a big fool, you have also written a old bastard, you have written more than 300 Over and over again.
"Muffy scratched his head with a headache." Damn old man, he made me such a smart person to write that I was a big fool. Isn't this ridiculous? "Mo Yi:" ... Master, don't worry about ridiculousness, you should hurry to write.
Mo Fei nodded and said, "Okay, you go to rest first, I can write it myself."
Mo nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll take a rest first."
"Is sitting at the window looking at the dark sky outside the window, feeling desolate.
"What are you writing?" The elegant and gorgeous voice rang in Murphy's ear.
The warm breath blew into Murphy's ears, and Murphy jumped up like a cat on a tail.
"Why are you here?" Murphy asked indignantly.
The building smiled and said, "This is my home, am I strange here?" Mo Fei gave the building a disapproval glance. "You come in, why don't you say a word?" The focus on the writing of the thing, I'm sorry to bother you, what are you writing? "Mofei hastily blocked the book being written," It has nothing to do with you.
The building smiled, and said kindly, "How can it have nothing to do with me, you are my wife, everything you have is related to me."
"The building reached out and took out the book that Mo Fei had pressed underneath. The building's face showed a bright smile." I'm a big fool, could it be! I never knew you were such a self-aware person, and you would even know that you were stupid.
"Mofei's face flushed," It's all about you.
The building looked very interesting looking at Mo Fei's flushed face.
Could it be said impatiently: "Get out.
"The building looked at Mo Fei with a lot of arms, and said," What's going on, tell me.
Mofei reluctantly said, "I offended our interstellar history teacher, and he punished me to write it a thousand times.
"" Star History Teacher? what's your name! The building asked.
Could he scratch his head, "It's the interstellar history teacher, who knows what it's called."
The building looked at Mo Fei, and smiled coldly, "You don't even know the name of others, your teacher only fined you a thousand times to write it.
Mo Fei stared angrily at the building and said, "What do you know?" I have so many things to remember. Where can I remember these messes?
"" What kind of person is your teacher! " The building asked.
Mo Fei thought for a while, and said, "He is very narcissistic. When we were young, he was fascinated by thousands of beautiful women. There are many beautiful men who die and live for him. I seriously suspect that he has paranoia.
The building frowned, and said, "Your teacher, is it the last name?"
Mo Fei thought for a while and said, "It seems to be a surname, and I heard people call him a teacher."
"The building said helplessly:" You don't even know his name, his name is very distinctive.
""is it? "Mike asked.
The building nodded and said, "Yeah! His name is the most handsome, and you'd better call him a handsome teacher in the future.
"Mou Fei:" ... "Teacher Shuai, that's a crazy old man.
The building lifted the pen and ticked a few words on the paper.
Mo Fei looked at the book industry, and he couldn't tell which was written by the building and which was written by himself.
Couldn't he be more surprised, "You will imitate my notes.
The building nodded and said, "I have a strong ability to imitate. When Feiyu was young, he didn't like to do homework, so I copied his notes and helped him with his homework.
Couldn't it be sour, "Is it?" ""Yes! "A bit of nostalgia appeared on the building's face.
"It's a pity! People have rejected you. You helped others copy the homework."
The building glanced at Mo Fei and said, "How many times do you have left, I will help you write together."
""what.
"Is he looking at the building in amazement?
Building looked at Mo Fei in shock, and said, "You don't have to.
"I want to, I have written more than 200 times, and there are more than 700 times left.
"Is he busy?"