Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

The warm yellow light sets off Mu Hanxi’s delicate and delicate facial features more delicate and soft. The brown curly hair falls naturally, scattered on the sides of the shoulders, and there are a few strands of hair sticking to this person’s slightly raised **** collarbone, unintentionally. In, added a somewhat deceptive atmosphere.

Mo Zebei licked his lips unconsciously, and his fingertips gradually became hot.

She sat up, touched the ear pick in Mu Hanxi's hand, and placed it on the desk next to her. As she turned her eyes, her bright eyes fell on this person's delicate and dazzling water. On the tender lips.

Mo Zebei's breathing was slightly rapid, and his eyes became hot.

She approached gently, touched the corner of Mu Hanxi's lips, then hugged her, and fell softly in her arms.

Mo Zebei stared at this person because she was shy and quietly pink, her white cheeks, her chest undulating violently, her throat slid up and down, her voice was astringent and tight, she seemed to be a stranded fish on the beach, desperate for water. Moisturize.

She closed her eyes and lowered her head, gently kissed the man's sweet and glutinous lips, and licked softly...

Mu Hanxi's cheeks were hot, and her small ears were red. Her arms crossed and she couldn't help but encircle Mo Zebei's neck...

Mo Zebei was kneading this person’s tender red earlobes, while sucking and kissing her jaw, neck, collarbone...the thick and itchy feelings hit her heart, and Mu Hanxi tightened her body. Curl your toes in control.

Mo Ze's head turned to the north, and turned to hold this person's earlobe, rubbing it with the pointed tiger teeth, the tip of his tongue pressed against it softly, and slowly passed....

Mu Hanxi raised her neck and touched the man's short hair, softly reminding: "Don't leave a hickey."

Mo Zebei hummed in a low voice, touched the delicate and smooth neck of this man with his lips, and pecked.

Mu Hanxi's fingers traversed this person's black hair, the autumn water in her eyes was full of water, and a blush appeared at the end of her eyes...

At eleven o'clock at night, Mo Zebei got out of bed and turned off the light, then went to bed in the dark.

Mu Hanxi gently pulled the rolled up pajamas and shrank into this person's arms. Mo Zebei hugged her, and the two had a good night's sleep.

The light of the dawn diffused in through the gaps in the curtains, Mo Zebei moved, raised his hand subconsciously, covered his eyes with his arms, blocking the uncomfortable light, Mu Hanxi obediently nestled in her arms, breathing clearly shallow.

They didn't wake up until the disturbing alarm clock went off, the two opened their eyes slowly.

Mo Zebei tilted his head slightly, lowered his eyes, looking at the person in his arms, with a sweet smile on the corners of his lips, Mu Hanxi looked up at her, with gentle eyebrows and a relaxed expression.

"I'll do it for you when I go out for breakfast?" Mu Hanxi reached out and stroked the man's dark eyebrows with her fingertips.

"There's nothing left at home, let's go out to eat."

"it is good."

Mu Hanxi just got up and sat up, but was snatched back by this person: "Don't worry, you will lie down with me again."

This person's body was fragrant and soft, and Mo Zebei held it tightly, reluctant to let go.

Mu Hanxi stretched out his fingers and gently fiddled with this person's ears. After a while, Mo Zebei's small ears became red and hot.

Mu Hanxi quietly retracted his hand, Mo Zebei buried his head and smiled low on her neck.

Mu Hanxi was not ashamed to ask what this person was laughing at, but suddenly she remembered that she hadn't called Lin Xiaoran back yet.

"Mo Xiaobao, let go first. I'll call your teacher Lin and say that she doesn't know that we are going to her house today."

Mo Zebei let go and got out of bed: "Then I'll go wash first."

Mu Hanxi nodded.

Lin Xiaoran hadn't woken up yet, and when she answered her call, her voice was hoarse: "Okay, I get it, I'll tell my mother later, you two will be slower on the way."

"Um."

After washing up, the two went out to have breakfast together.

Today, on the fourth day of the day, there are fewer shops open, only a few sporadic ones.

They went to a steamed bun shop and asked for a drawer of steamed buns, two tea eggs, and two bowls of eight-treasure porridge.

The two sat down face to face. As soon as Mu Hanxi picked up the chopsticks, Professor Mu called.

"My mother's phone." Mu Hanxi whispered.

Mo Zebei nodded, his expression a little worried and uneasy.

"When will you come back?"

Mu Hanxi glanced at Mo Zebei, reached out and touched the back of this person's hand, indicating that she didn't need to be nervous.

"Go back on the sixth day," Mu Hanxi explained in a low voice, "Go to Xiaoran's house today and stay there for two days."

Professor Mu was silent for a moment, and then asked: "She also followed?"

"Um."

Professor Mu's tone was unhappy, he complained and blamed a few words on the phone, and finally hung up the phone when he was angry.

Mu Hanxi smiled lightly at Mo Zebei: "It's okay, let's eat, it should be cold in a while."

Mo Zebei hummed, bowed his head and took a sip of porridge. Taking advantage of Mu Hanxi's peeling tea eggs, he secretly sent a text message to Professor Mu: Sorry teacher, I miss her too much, let her come to J City to accompany me Yes, don't blame her, it's my fault.

Professor Mu returned only four words: Little white-eyed wolf!

Mo Zebei pursed his lips and smiled: On the day when he returned to City B on the 6th, the little white-eyed wolf wanted to see you, but the refusal was invalid. The little white-eyed wolf would come to the door brazenly.

Professor Mu tried his best to sullen his face: Little white-eyed wolf, kidnapped my daughter, you dare to come! Watch your legs carefully!

Mo Zebei touched the tip of his nose, but did not return.

After breakfast, the two packed up their luggage and set off for N City.

On the road, Mo Zebei drove Mu Hanxi's car, and Mu Hanxi was in the co-pilot.

Before arriving at the community, the two of them bought some fruit and yogurt in a nearby supermarket.

Hearing Lin Xiaoran said that Mo Zebei was coming, Wei Lan came to Lin's house early in the morning and had breakfast at Lin's house.

As soon as Mo Zebei entered the door, he just changed his shoes and greeted Lin's father and Lin's mother, before being dragged by Wei Lan to Lin Xiaoran's bedroom.

"What's the matter?" Mo Zebei took off his thick coat and put it on the shelf next to it.

Wei Lan folded her arms and touched her chin, looked at her up and down, and then scanned the person back and forth.

Mo Zebei thought it was funny: "What are you doing?"

"You are really good enough!" Wei Lan exclaimed, "A straight daughter like Mu Hanxi, you can bend!"

Mo Zebei's face blushed, and Nene asked, "You all know?"

"You Teacher Lin told me a few days ago that I almost didn't startle my jaw at the time!"

Mo Zebei smiled.

Wei Lan leaned close to her, and the fingertips of the two index fingers touched together and gestured: "Are you two like this?"

Mo Zebei was stunned for a moment. In the next second, her face was instantly flushed like a soldering iron. She squatted and said, "Also...not yet."

"Tsk, are you not?"

Mo Zebei coughed dryly, "I can't...I'm afraid she is not mentally prepared."

"You are so ridiculous to me, she is already twenty-seven, and she is twenty-eight. Do you want to wait until she is thirty?"

Mo Zebei was obviously choked. She lowered her head, looked at the ground with shame, and said seriously: "You make sense, and I will think about it later."

"Ruzi can teach!" Wei Lan patted the person on the shoulder and took the person to the living room.

At noon Lin's father cooked the meal, and Lin's mother accompanied a few people to talk in the living room.

"Not to mention Xiaobei, she's still in school and she's young," Mother Lin nagged, "It's time for the three of you to think about your lifelong events. You can't always stay alone like this." Mother Lin still doesn't know Mu Hanxi In the matter with Mo Zebei, she mistakenly thought that she was also single.

Lin Xiaoran peeled the peanuts and said, "This kind of thing requires fate. If fate is not there, you can't force it."

"When you are at work, you are busy with work. When you are not at work, you stay at home all day, and you do not go to the blind date arranged for you. The fate is to fly over with your wings, and you have to open the door to welcome you."

Lin Xiaoran stuffed a peanut into her mouth, but did not answer.

"Since I was young, I have never heard you say who you like, the children of other people's families, when they were adolescent, they had secret love, and you didn't have anything. I was really worried."

"Why don't you worry about it? Wei Lan didn't look for it. I'm not alone."

Wei Lan, who was peeling oranges, was innocently led. She glared at Lin Xiaoran, and smiled at Mother Lin who was looking over.

Mother Lin said to Wei Lan faintly: "If you are a good man, you two grew up together, childhood sweethearts, no guesses, and get married after you graduate. Maybe your baby will get soy sauce."

Lin Xiaoran's hands peeling peanuts shook unconsciously, and Wei Lan's eyelids jumped. The two of them glanced at each other unconsciously, and then moved away silently.

Wei Lan had a relationship in middle school, a relationship in college, and one after graduation, but the time was very short, and she broke up in less than a month. She couldn't tell why. Before falling in love, she thought she liked it. The other party, but when it came time to kiss and further develop the relationship, she inexplicably rejected it and couldn't like it anymore, so that she has been single now and dare not start a relationship easily for fear of hurting the other party.

At noon, the six had a meal together, and Wei Lan didn't leave in the evening. They stayed at Lin Xiaoran's house, and they shared a bed.

Around ten o'clock, Wei Lan was lying on the bed bored, staring at the ceiling in a daze, while Lin Xiaoran was still taking a shower in the bathroom.

"Why didn't you play games?" Lin Xiaoran took out the hair dryer on the bedside table, preparing to blow her hair.

Wei Lan turned sideways, took a look at her, and then sat up again: "Come here, I'll blow it to you."

"Really rare." Lin Xiaoran handed her the hairdryer.

Wei Lan knelt and sat behind her, clinging to the hair dryer, holding this person's hair, blowing it up and down, left and right.

"Sure." About ten minutes later, Wei Lan stopped the hair dryer, put it away, and lay on the bed again.

"What's wrong," Lin Xiaoran felt a little strange when this person was rarely so quiet, "Is there something on my mind?"

"It's okay, go to sleep." Wei Lan slowly closed her eyes.

Lin Xiaoran turned off the light and went to bed in the dark.

Half an hour later, Wei Lan asked gently: "Xiaoran, are you asleep?"

"No," Lin Xiaoran turned sideways, facing her, "Somehow, I have some insomnia tonight."

"Me too," Wei Lan whispered, "I'm still a little hot in my heart, and I don't know if it's because of the big tonic soup your mother made."

Lin Xiaoran pulled her lower lip.

Wei Lan unconsciously leaned against her: "Are you hot?"

"Fortunately, it's not very hot."

Wei Lan held her hand and put it between her neck: "You touch it, I'm sweating here."

Lin Xiaoran rubbed softly.

"Your hand is cold, touch me more, I can't sleep because of the heat."

Lin Xiaoran hmmed, rubbing the man's neck repeatedly.

After a while, Wei Lan leaned into her arms, and the heat from her breath surrounded Lin Xiaoran's chin.

Lin Xiaoran felt a little numb, but she held it back, and Wei Lan raised her face slightly and kissed the man's chin gently.

Lin Xiaoran's heart beat hard and her eyelashes kept trembling, but when Wei Lan didn't move anymore, she thought that this person had just accidentally touched her.

Wei Lan stabilized her mind, and slowly reached out her left hand, pressing her palm against the back of the man's neck.

"What are you doing?" Lin Xiaoran asked.

"I want to kiss him." For no reason, Wei Lan suddenly had such an idea. After she finished speaking, she waited for a few seconds, but Lin Xiaoran didn't move or avoid it.

She licked her heat, covered her lips, softly pecked twice, then stepped back and asked, "How does it feel?"

"Soft, hot, and sweet."

Wei Lan smiled and asked, "Is this your first kiss?"

"Um."

"Just give it to me?"

"Um."

Wei Lan scolded her: "Why are you so stupid?"

"I did not think."

"Do you want to kiss again?"

Lin Xiaoran hummed.

Wei Lan sucked her lips and rubbed them softly.

"If I want your first time, would you give it?"

"Um."

Wei Lan was stunned, then bit the man's earlobe, and muttered: "Do you like me?"

"How do I say, I feel...in this world, you may be my only heartbeat." She hadn't thought about that before. She didn't have the concept of a woman in her mind, and she knew about Mo Zebei and Mu Han. About Xi, she was both shocked and touched. When looking up the information on the girls' intimate behavior, what came to her mind was Wei Lan's arrogant and grotesque appearances...

For a moment, she felt that her love roots that hadn't been awakened for many years had finally sprouted, but she immediately denied it after returning to her senses. She and Wei Lan had known each other since they were too familiar with each other, and wanted to be a little bit crooked. She thought it was too strange.

But just now, when this person kissed her, the thoughts that were suppressed in the bottom of my heart quietly revealed their tentacles, and the so-called strangeness and sense of violation disappeared in an instant...