Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

Back to the classroom, Mo Zebei found that Qu Junzhi was also there.

"Why did you come back?" Qu Junzhi stood up and let her in.

"I went to the basketball court." Mo Zebei stacked several books on top of each other, folded his hands on top, resting his forehead with his palms and closed his eyes.

Qu Junzhi tilted his head on his left arm and turned his face toward Mo Zebei, curiously asked: "Do you still play basketball?"

"No, play foolishly," Mo Zebeihuer asked her again, "Why didn't you go back to the dormitory to rest today?"

It took a long time for Qu Junzhi to answer: "I can't sleep in the dormitory."

Mo Zebei didn't say anything anymore.

Qu Junzhi dropped his right hand and reached into the table hole, rustling something.

Finally, she took out two round toffees, and she touched Mo Zebei with her elbow to give her one.

Mo Zebei tilted his head and glanced, "It's not good for my teeth to sleep like this."

Qu Junzhi felt a little funny when he heard it: "You can rinse your mouth after you wake up."

Mo Zebei took it, peeled off the sugar paper, put the sugar in his mouth, and continued to close his eyes and rest his head: "Sleep."

Qu Junzhi hummed, and then couldn't help asking her: "Have you returned the shirt to that sister?"

"not yet."

"Oh."

The conversation ended, and neither of them spoke again.

After the evening study, the three of them rode together. After separating from the two people at the fork, Mo Zebeiwu rode a short distance by herself. While waiting for the traffic lights, she raised her eyes and looked down at the night sky. There will be a moon tonight. , The moonlight is sultry.

Tomorrow should be good weather. She took out her phone to check the weather, and it was really sunny.

Mo Zebei struggled for a few seconds, but she chose the latter when she left her clothes and wanted to see her.

Originally wanted to ride a bike home, Mo Zebei suddenly remembered that Meng Yuanhao had said that Meng's mother brought back a few soaps when she traveled abroad. The smell was very good. For a while, Meng Yuanhao loved to let others smell him. The smell of soap.

Mo Zebei parked the car on the right side of the road, took out his mobile phone and called Meng Yuanhao.

It was picked up soon there.

"Are there any soaps that Auntie brought back from abroad?"

Meng Yuanhao had just entered the door and was changing slippers: "There are two more dollars, do you want to use?"

"Well," Mo Zebei plugged in the headphones and turned around, "I will go to your house to take it now."

"Okay," Meng Yuanhao threw his schoolbag on the sofa, poured himself a glass of water, "I'll find it for you."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Zebei arrived at the community in the new city within a short time.

Hearing the ringing of the bell, Meng Yuanhao went over to open the door for her: "I took a look, there are lemon and cherry blossoms, which one do you like?"

Mo Zebei changed his shoes and went in, sat on the sofa, picked up the two exquisitely packaged soaps on the coffee table and looked at it.

"You can't see it like this," Meng Yuanhao came over with a water glass, "You have to open it and smell it."

Mo Zebei Yiyan opened it up and sniffed.

"How is it?" Meng Yuanhao looked at her.

"It smells good."

"Right," Meng Yuanhao had a smug expression on his face, "I told you before that this soap that my mother bought tastes very good."

"Yeah." Mo Zebei sniffed lightly again, she liked both flavors.

Somewhat difficult to choose, Mo Zebei turned his face and asked Meng Yuanhao: "Which one do you prefer?"

"Ah," Meng Yuanhao touched the back of his head and smiled shyly, "I seem to like lemons better."

Mo Zebei put the lemon in his hand on the table: "Then I will use the cherry blossom flavor."

Meng Yuanhao wondered if she hadn't heard what she said just now.

When he walked to the door, Mo Zebei tilted his head and said: "Girls may prefer cherry blossoms."

Meng Yuanhao didn't understand her very much, and Mo Zebei didn't explain much, put the soap in his schoolbag and went to take the elevator.

After returning home, Mo Zebei was not in a hurry to wash his clothes and write his homework first.

Except for her underwear, her clothes are usually washed in a washing machine, and she rarely washes herself by hand.

When Father Mo fell asleep, she took the laundry tub and took the soap to the sink.

Her movements are very light, and the flow of water is very thin, afraid of waking Father Mo.

She washed very slowly, carefully and seriously. She washed just two pieces of clothes for nearly half an hour.

Hanging the clothes on the balcony, she looked at the washed clothes in a daze.

Hearing the sound of the door opening over there, knowing that her father was coming out, she turned around and wanted to quietly return to her room.

When he walked to the door of the room, Father Mo stopped her, "Are you still asleep?"

"No, I fell asleep."

Father Mo didn't say anything, he poured himself a glass of water, and then went back to the room.

Without Mu Hanxi's clothes, Mo Zebei used the original blanket to cover his abdomen and slowly fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Before the alarm clock went off the next day, Mo Zebei woke up, half an hour earlier than usual.

She left a note for Father Mo and rode out with a backpack.

When I arrived at school, I went to the classroom after running two laps in the playground.

Before it was time to read in the morning, Mo Zebei took the milk and bread that Meng Yuanhao had bought for her for breakfast.

"Did you not eat at home?" When Qu Junzhi arrived, Mo Zebei was drinking yogurt.

"Well," Mo Zebei looked at the vocabulary list, "I got up early today and didn't let my dad make breakfast."

"I still have beef jerky here, you can eat more, don't get hungry again."

Mo Zebei was not polite, tearing open the packaging bag, with beef jerky in his mouth, and began to silently write words.

"You can't just memorize words, you have to supplement grammar knowledge."

"knowledge."

After the teacher came in, the two stopped talking.

Today is Thursday, tomorrow is Friday, and the school will be closed at noon on Friday.

When running exercises between classes, Mo Zebei thought in his heart that he would call Mu Hanxi at noon on Friday and ask her if she was free, so that she could send her clothes.

After lunch, Mo Zebei practiced basketball with Meng Yuanhao as yesterday. After sweating a lot, the two of them sat on the wooden benches to rest.

Meng Yuanhao leaned on the bench, panting and asked her: "What are the arrangements for the weekend, do you want to go to my place to play games?"

"not going."

"You told Cheng Shu that something was going on on the weekend, I thought you were perfunctory, it turned out that something was really going on."

"Um."

"What's the matter?"

"learn English."

Meng Yuanhao opened his mouth wide, and after a few seconds, he said awkwardly, "Oh, it's good..."

Going home in the evening to do homework, Mo Zebei went to the study to check some information with his desktop computer, all about the university in City B and related majors.

She went to bed late again, and it was already more than two o'clock in the morning when she returned to her bedroom.

When I got up this morning, Mo Zebei couldn't help yawning several times.

After breakfast, when Mo Zebei was about to leave the table, Father Mo suddenly asked: "What's the matter with you these days?" When Father Mo got up at night last night, he saw that the light in the study was still on.

Mo Zebei was taken aback for a moment, and shook his head lightly.

"Well, then you go to school."

"I'm leaving, Dad."

The clothes were dried yesterday. When Mo Zebei left this morning, he put the folded clothes in his pockets and put the pockets in his school bags.

Compared to the previous few days, she was a little bit unable to sit still in class today, probably because she was going to see Mu Hanxi at noon, and her mood was so high that she couldn't restrain herself, even the people around her could feel it.

"Are you very happy today?" In the fourth class in the morning, Du Chenxing poked Mo Zebei's elbow with his pen cap while the English teacher was not paying attention.

"Um."

"why?"

"Isn't it a holiday?" Mo Zebei answered while taking notes.

"Because of this?" Du Chenxing was a little unbelievable. Why didn't he see Mo Zebei so happy during the holidays before.

Mo Zebei hummed.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of the fourth class, the students became agitated.

Mo Zebei didn't think there was anything before, but now he is also excited and excited.

Teacher Lin took the class for another two minutes seriously and responsibly before putting away the chalk and saying that the get out of class was dismissed.

As soon as the voice fell, everyone began to pack their schoolbags actively and chatted.

"On duty students, don't forget to clean up and close the doors and windows." Lin Xiaoran did not forget to ask them before leaving the classroom.

"Teacher, I will stay to supervise them, don't worry about going." Fu Zihao, the health committee member, replied mischievously.

Mo Zebei ignored these, she wanted to pack her schoolbags quickly, and then go out and call Mu Hanxi.

When he really took out his cell phone to call Mu Hanxi, Mo Zebei felt that he had not organized the language.

When she thought about what to say, Zhou Ruoxin and Meng Yuanhao went up to the fourth floor to look for her.

"What are you doing?" Meng Yuanhao slung a bag, "We will wait for you for a while."

Mo Zebei had to put the phone in his pocket: "Let's go."

The three of them walked downstairs together, and Meng Yuanhao asked: "How do you two plan to eat at noon?"

Mo Zebei wanted to say not to be with them, but later thought that if Mu Hanxi is really free at noon, she should be at the company, not at home. If you go to the company, it will be a rush to see... Why not go to her in the afternoon, maybe you can have a meal together at night?

"I can do it, how about you Zebei?" Zhou Ruoxin looked at Mo Zebei.

"Me too."

Meng Yuanhao slapped his hands hard: "Then I'll decide, let's go eat KFC."

Zhou Ruoxin glanced at him: "Why do you like to eat these greasy, unhealthy foods?"

"Don't just eat something, you have something to say..."

Seeing that the two of them were about to argue again, Mo Zebei interjected: "Ruoxin, what do you want to eat?"

Zhou Ruoxin's mind was still on the quarrel with Meng Yuanhao, but Mo Zebei asked, "I...I haven't thought about it yet."

"Then go eat KFC, it won't affect your health once in a while."

"Ah, good." Zhou Ruoxin was a little dazed. She usually quarreled with Meng Yuanhao. Mo Zebei has never been indifferent to asking, and today he doesn't know what's wrong.

Meng Yuanhao walked around to Mo Zebei's side and whispered sourly: "It's better what you say is good, she is willing to listen to you."

Mo Zebei did not respond as if he hadn't heard it. What she thought in her heart was to go to KFC for dinner, and to do homework after eating. She went directly to Mu Hanxi in the afternoon and didn't go home in the middle, so she didn't have to go back and forth.

No matter what the process was, the result was exactly what Meng Yuanhao wished. He was very happy along the way. When riding the bike, he twisted his waist and shook his hips. Zhou Ruoxin saw it, and cursed him a few words behind.

Meng Yuanhao said that he had a treat, and Mo Zebei and Zhou Ruoxin did not treat him politely.

The three ordered a lot of things, burgers, chicken legs, chicken wings, chicken rolls, french fries, egg tarts, cola...

Two cups of Coke with ice cubes, one cup without ice, Meng Yuanhao and Mo Zebei both like to drink ice.

"Eating in the store and eating at home, it feels different," Meng Yuanhao took a bite of the soft and sweet egg tart. "It feels more feel to eat here."

"Feel?" Zhou Ruoxin curled her lips, "feel fat?"

The two talked and argued again.

Mo Zebei sat quietly by dipping his fries in tomato sauce and drinking ice-cola, but did not participate in the fight between the two of them.

After eating, Mo Zebei took out his books and papers and started to do his homework.

Seeing Mo Zebei like this, Zhou Ruoxin didn't rush home and took out the workbook to do the questions.

Meng Yuanhao drank his second cup of Coke, his eyes widened: "Aren't we here for dinner? What are you two doing?"

The two ignored him, neither looked up...

Meng Yuanhao's expression was stern, and he took a coke hard.

"Speak quietly." Zhou Ruoxin scolded him.

"......"

Meng Yuanhao curled his lips and said nothing.

After drinking Coke, he finally participated in this homework battle with his head buried...