That disciple also knows that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and a beautiful person has an advantage, even if he does something wrong, he has a red face, and he is cute, and he mutters like a child who has done something wrong but does not admit his mistake.

Mu Mu crossed his eyebrows and looked at this little hooligan painter, Mu Mu circled around him several times, "It's really a doorway, I'm an expert in painting, I'll take a look, yo, you are an expert who can draw a lot of wrong brushes, and although I can't get fat, I'm not so thin, take it in your hand, I'll teach you to hold the pen... ”

In the ten years when Mu Mu was confined before, he talked about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, etc., and the paintings were perfect.

"I have something to ask for?"

Mu Mu stopped writing "long-winded." ”

"The girl is running away, it's too late, they want to arrest the girl and sacrifice her alive, I'm waiting for the master here."

"Equal? I am a master, what kind of living sacrifice? Mu Mu thoughtfully, did he hear it wrong just now? Girl? Say it to me? Definitely misheard.

"They have arrested a lot of old folks, and they are abrupt, which is very terrifying, and it will be too late if they don't leave." He went to grab Mu Mu's hand, and Mu Mu unceremoniously shook it off.

How incoherent.

"I'm a master, tell me it's right." Mu Mu is very persistent, he is very interested in painting, he is very vassal and elegant, and he doesn't want to be disturbed. "You come to draw and I'll guide you."

Theological Academy, Chapter 57 *I am a master* is in the middle of a hand, please wait a moment,

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