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Yan Chen's eyes flickered as he looked at Mo Fei curiously and asked, "Mo Fei, the examination topic for our Linglong class's interstellar literature examination was my husband. How did you write it?

Mo Fei laughed and said: "I just casually wrote it."

A female instructor with a voluptuous figure walked in. The female instructor coldly swept the audience with her gaze, and said indifferently: "Regarding our content today, appraise it. It's an article written by Classmate Mo Fei."

made a bitter face. This teacher really didn't know how to respect the privacy of others.

My husband.

He had a pair of thick eyebrows and big eyes.

He had a bright red little mouth, and every word he said would make people want to die.

When I gently and affectionately called him Third Prince.

He would always reply me with a "hmph."

My husband's surname is Lou, and he is called the Third Prince, many people say that I have reached a higher level. In private, I don't think that the Third Prince is much taller than me, but of course, he will continue to grow, but I will not stop growing!

If you're going to use an animal as a metaphor for him, I think he's a turkey.

Every time I met him, he would throw a tantrum at me. I felt that he was very, very, very irritable.

I've heard that violent people tend to be short-lived.

Don't think that I'm cursing him. How could I possibly curse him? He's dead, but I'm going to be a widow.

If I were to use a flower as a metaphor for him, I would think that he was an overlord.

If you can only see from afar, and look at you from up close … They were dead meat!

When I didn't know him, I thought he was a man of his word.

After knowing him, I discovered that he was as talkative as my grandma downstairs.

I'm glad he's not as inaccessible as I thought he was.

It was a pity that my grandma always praised me, and he always cursed me.

The good thing about him is that his voice is especially loud, his fists are especially strong, and I hear he has many, many good things, but my dull eyes haven't seen much yet.

Speaking of weakness, I have heard many people say that the Third Prince is a perfect person. I feel that they are too dishonest.

"This article uses all sorts of words and metaphors. It is written in an inexplicable manner and is unreachable. Is it a high description? Is your interstellar literature taught by a math teacher? Mo Fei, did you write about the Third Prince? You are discrediting Third Prince, you are simply slandering her. "

Mo Fei, "..." This teacher really didn't know how to appreciate it.

Yan Chen looked at Mo Fei's downcast expression and said: "Mo Fei, don't be too sad. Actually, I think you've written quite well."

Mo Fei's eyes immediately lit up, "Young man, you have the truth, there are not many people like you who know how to appraise others."

Yan Chen smiled shyly, and said: "No, no."

"Young Master, your article was posted on the Royal College's school's website by my husband." Mo Yi said.

Mo Fei raised his eyebrows, "Really? "How's the reaction?!"

Mo Yi: "Three hundred and twelve people liked it."

Mo Fei: "The eyes of the masses are bright."

Mo Yi: "Twenty one thousand three hundred sixty-two smashed your eggs."

Mo Fei: "The truth is always in the hands of a few people."

Mo Yi: "Young Master, we're home."

Mo Fei said, "Then let's get off."

Mo Fei stood at the entrance of the villa and said: "Why do I feel that my back is a little cold."

Mo Yi blinked his eyes and said: "I think the weather is going to turn cold soon."

Su Rong walked out. Seeing the two, Su Rong had an extremely brilliant smile hung on his face.

"Mo Shao, you're back." Su Rong said.

Mo Fei nodded, and said: "That's right! I'm back. "

Su Rong nodded and said: "Quickly go in. Third Prince has been waiting for you for a long time."

Mo Fei laughed awkwardly, and said: "It's fine, what are you waiting for me for! For such a great character like Third Prince, my heart will definitely beat faster. "

Su Rong laughed and said: "Then you should go faster."