Everyone began to think hard.

Mo Qi took the brush and said with the piano as the topic...

Just think about it casually, there is one!

Mo Qi started to write without thinking.

It’s done in two ways!

Mo Qi picked up the rice paper and blew it dry gently.

"alright!"

The two maids were stunned.

So fast?

The others were also shocked. This is not yet half a minute, right?

The two maids looked at the words on the rice paper.

Slowly, the maid was stunned.

This poem...

This poem...

"Can you give it to Miss Ru Meng?" Mo Qi said with a smile.

The two maids suddenly woke up.

"Young Master, wait for a moment!"

Mingqiao took the rice paper respectfully, and although with the cultural attainments of the two, it was difficult to appreciate how good this poem was.

But the two maids only wanted to spit out two words: "Hold the grass!"
Chapter completed!