Steward Feng looked embarrassed, "Little master, I don't dare to disturb the young master at this time"

The young master's temper is not covered!

If he disturbs the young master, he will be killed!

"Go! Master Ben now orders you, go and wake me up for the 10,000-year-old single turtle, there is no reason why Master Ben is about to break his hand when he is copying words, but he sleeps so soundly! ”

Tong Lele turned his wrist and said to Steward Feng with itchy teeth, "Look, this young master's hand is about to be broken." ”

Steward Feng looked at the fried young master, and couldn't help but laugh, "Little master, after you finish copying the words, go to bed first, and you have to go to school tomorrow." ”

Only the young master when he was short circuited dared to say this.

What a scumbag, a single lord, a single turtle for 10,000 years

It was also because of the little young master that he heard so many apt and wonderful words.

"No, I must let Daddy see how hard Master Ben copied." Tong Lele said indignantly.

"Lao Feng, if you don't go, I'll go to my grandparents to sue you!"

Tong Lele learned the tone of Mo Qijue and called Lao Feng.

Steward Feng had no choice but to take two notebooks and go to the young master.

Mo Qijue has always slept lightly, and when the housekeeper knocked on the door, he woke up and got up with a lot of anger.

When he opened the door, there was a burst of anger in his cold eyes, "What's the matter?" ”

"Young master, young master, this is the little young master's copied words, he asked if you can sleep after copying?" The housekeeper handed over the two notebooks.

Mo Qijue took it, flipped it over and glanced at it, "This is the words written by Assi?" ”

"Yes, young master, I watched the little young master write word by word." Steward Feng said, "The little master is not lazy. ”

"It's only eight points like As's usual words." Mo Qijue twisted his eyebrows, always feeling that something was wrong.

"Young master, maybe the little young master is really sleepy, so he can't write well, but I look good!"

Steward Feng also looked at the little young master's words as if they had changed a little, but he couldn't say it.

Mo Qijue was nothing, but when he saw the content, he frowned, "Ask for leave from the school, don't allow him to go to class, call the international etiquette teacher and teach him." ”

"Yes, young master." The steward replied.

"And you also accompany the class, for the old disrespect, instigating the child to chew the root of the tongue." After Mo Qijue finished speaking, he closed the notebook and closed the door.

Steward Feng stood in place, looking at the closed door, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared to this, the young master did not continue to thunder, it was really much lighter.

Steward Feng was afraid that the little master would lose sleep if he knew that he couldn't go to school tomorrow, so he kept it a secret.

Steward Feng returned to the study and whispered to the little young master who was sitting on the massage chair of Mo Qijue, "Little young master, it's late at night, go to sleep." ”

"I'm going to sleep here tonight, and I'm going to see the guilt early tomorrow!" Tong Lele didn't leave, enjoying the massage.

"Little master, sleep comfortably in bed." Steward Feng said.

"Don't bother me." Tong Lele yawned again and again, and fell asleep after a while.

Steward Feng watched and didn't dare to bother more.

After adjusting the indoor temperature for the little master, he retreated.

Steward Feng didn't dare to leave, for fear that something would happen to the little master, so he kept guarding the door of the study.

Steward Feng stood for a while, and a familiar footstep came.

He followed the sound and looked over and saw Mo Qijue coming over, "Young Master, why haven't you slept yet?" ”

"Where's As?" Mo Qijue asked.

"The little master fell asleep in the study." The steward replied.