Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

In mid-May, one of Professor Mu's many years old passed away due to illness. Mu's father accompanied her to the next city to express condolences. Mu Hanxi went to work, but Qiuer didn't want to stay with relatives, so Mo Zebei had to take her to school.

The office is shared with Xu Meng, a young female teacher. Mo Zebei sits on the south side of the window and Xu Meng sits on the west corner of the wall.

Mo Zebei took out a children's picture book from his backpack, Qiu'er's favorite deer doll, a cup for drinking water, paper towels, and a fresh-keeping box for fruits.

"I'll come over during class," Mo Zebei knelt down and gently pulled the hair on her cheek behind her ear, "Don't run around, just wait for me in the office."

The little man nodded obediently, and kissed Mo Zebei's neck softly twice: "Qiu'er will listen to Beibei."

Mo Zebei rubbed the little man's head twice, rubbed her smooth forehead affectionately, and reluctantly went to the classroom downstairs.

Xu Meng had no class for one or two sessions, and came a little late. As soon as he walked in, he saw a little girl in a pink polka dot skirt, holding a cup to water a pot of succulents on the coffee table.

Xu Meng was surprised, put down his shoulder bag and walked over with a smile.

"Kid," Xu Meng bent down to look at her, with a soft voice, "Whose child are you?"

Qiu'er stopped and smiled sweetly at her: "Hello Auntie, I'm Qiu'er from Beibei's family."

North? Mo Zebei? Teacher Mo's daughter? How is this possible? Teacher Mo has never been pregnant, where did her daughter come from?

Because it involved other people's privacy, Xu Meng had to suppress the doubts in his heart, sat on the sofa, and chatted with the cute little girl.

Qiuer's appearance is smart and handsome, and her temperament is extremely soft, which is really likable. Before she knew it, Xu Meng actually interacted with her for more than half an hour.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the little girl couldn't sit still, her pretty eyes glanced towards the door frequently.

"Bei Bei." As soon as Mo Zebei's left leg stepped in, the little girl ran over from the sofa and acted like a baby at her, "hug."

Mo Zebei picked up Qiu'er, held the person in his arms, and nodded to Xu Meng.

Mo Zebei followed two or three students behind him, and Xu Meng returned to his desk with a smile.

In the past, students came to Mo Zebei to ask about the parts they didn't understand thoroughly, or to discuss exchanges, but today they are all staring at the little girl curiously.

Mo Zebei hugged Qiu'er on his lap and sat, then raised his eyes and glanced at them: "Are there any problems?"

Lin Yan with a ponytail pointed to Qiu'er, and asked something unrelated to study: "Mr. Mo, who is this little sister?"

Xu Meng paused when he heard the sound of his pen, paying attention to the movement here.

Mo Zebei's lips moved, and he hadn't spoken yet. He only heard the little man's tone, his voice was like a beautiful lark: "I'm Qiu'er, your teacher Mo's daughter."

The expressions of several people were shocked, obviously very surprised, but for a moment they all laughed and amused with Qiu'er.

Qiuer giggled, feeling happy.

When it was time for class, Mo Zebei kissed the little man's cheek twice, and then left after a few words.

As soon as the bell rang after class, Mo Zebei ran back hurriedly.

"Bei Bei," Qiu Er attached to Mo Zebei's ears, her voice soft, "I want to go to the bathroom."

"Okay, I'll take you there." Mo Zebei put the packed backpack on one side, and led the little man to the faculty toilet.

Around 11:30 noon, Mo Zebei received a call from Mu Hanxi.

"Guybao, the company temporarily arranged for me to accompany the manager on a business trip to J City. I will leave tomorrow morning and I don't have to go to work anymore."

Mo Zebei embraced the little man, and touched the back of her head: "Sister, come and find me and Qiu'er. Let's go to the cafeteria for dinner at noon."

"Will it be too high-profile?" Mu Hanxi's company is a foreign company and will not interfere in personal private life. Mo Zebei is different. Her unit is a public university and must be affected.

"It's okay," Mo Zebei understood her concerns. "Sister, you can do it." Big B is very tolerant, and previously invited experts who studied homosexuality to give talks and popular science knowledge.

"it is good."

At noon, the three people went to the faculty dining room.

Mo Zebei ordered stir-fried shrimps, tomato sirloin, pickled cabbage fish, lamb dumplings, hanami, rice, rice dumplings, white porridge, and two stir-fried vegetables.

They chose a relatively quiet, inconspicuous corner and sat down.

"Wow," Qiu'er clapped her little hand, "It's so rich."

Mo Zebei pursed his lips and smiled, and fed her a shrimp into the little man's mouth.

Qiu'er squinted contentedly: "It's delicious."

Mu Hanxi petted her hair.

"Mummy," Qiu'er pointed to the dinner plate, "I want to eat that meat."

The beef was stewed very badly, and there was no need to worry that she would not be able to bite. Mu Hanxi caught her two pieces in succession.

"In terms of diet," Mu Hanxi was helpless, "Qiu'er completely followed you." I don't like eating vegetables, but love all kinds of meat.

Qiu'er ate the lamb dumplings with relish, and saw Mu Hanxi always sticking her chopsticks into the vegetable dishes. She solemnly told: "Mommy, you have to eat more meat like us."

"Green vegetables also have a lot of nutrients," Mu Hanxi put on chopsticks and patiently educates her, "It contains vitamins that can promote human health. Qiu'er should eat more of these in the future. You should not be picky eaters."

Qiu'er glanced at Mo Zebei, and saw her nodding in agreement with Mu Hanxi's point of view, and then bit the dumpling without saying a word.

After the meal, the three of them took a walk on the campus to digest.

It was already getting hot, and after walking for a long time, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Qiu'er's forehead, and Mu Hanxi took out a tissue and wiped it off for her.

"Tired?" Mo Zebei knelt down and squeezed her right cheek softly.

Qiu'er smiled low, wrapped her neck, and bit her ears: "Bei Bei, you hold me."

Mo Zebei held her little **** and picked up the little man.

They drove to a park with pavilions and swings.

Mu Hanxi was sitting on the swing, the little man nestled in her arms, and Mo Zebei stood aside gently swaying the swing.

Qiu'er waved to her: "Beibei, you come up too." Mo Zebei sat down next to Mu Hanxi, and the little man lay on their legs, playing with their fingers, muttering morning's knowledge.

It's shady and cool, with the occasional breeze blowing, but it's a nice and cozy place.

Mo Zebei still has classes on March or 4 in the afternoon. He wants to go back to school. Qiu'er hangs on her body and does not want to let go: "Mummy and I will go with you." She kept blinking at Mu Hanxi when she said.

Mu Hanxi smiled, tucked her long hair around her ears, her eyebrows gentle: "I wonder if you have the honor to listen to Teacher Mo's lecture today?"

Mo Zebei was a little embarrassed, her face flushed slightly, and she rubbed the tip of her nose: "Sister really wants to listen to my lecture?"

"Well," Mu Hanxi tapped the back of Mo Zebei's hand with her fingertips, "I want to experience what it is like to be a student of Teacher Mo."

Mo Zebei's heart moved slightly. She took out her mobile phone and called a person in charge, asking him to send a notice to change the place of today’s class to an unoccupied public classroom, where the place is big, and Mu Hanxi takes Qiu'er. The past will not be very eye-catching.

Seeing her being so serious, Mu Hanxihuer was a little uneasy: "Guy Bao, you are not allowed to ask me questions in class, I can't answer."

Mo Zebei glanced at her meaningfully, with a sly smile in his eyes.

Mu Hanxi held her wrist subconsciously, her eyes shy: "Teacher Mo, you promise me first, or I won't go."

Mo Zebei slid his throat up and down, lowered his eyes, and concealed the burning heat in his eyes: "Promise you, too. In exchange, Classmate Mu will punish me tonight."

Qiu'er seemed to understand, raised her face, and muttered, "Who is Student Mu? Beibei, why did you punish her?"

As soon as the little man said this, the two of them blushed. Turning his eyes to Shang Mu Hanxi's shameful and annoying eyes, Mo Ze Beizhen wanted to find a place to sew in on the spot.

When he arrived at school, Mu Hanxi led Qiu'er to the bathroom, and then followed Mo Zebei to the designated classroom, sitting in the corner of the back row.

Mu Hanxi took the children, even if they sat low-key in the remote southwest, they attracted a lot of attention. Some girls saw Qiu'er cute, and even sat next to her.

Mo Zebei walked into the classroom with a USB flash drive and textbooks, and found that Mu Hanxi was full of people sitting around, and Qiu'er became the object of the stars holding the moon. A variety of sweets and snacks from enthusiastic classmates were piled on the table. .

Seeing Mo Zebei's figure, Qiu'er was about to greet her with joy, when Mu Hanxi covered her mouth in time, and whispered: "You can't call her Beibei, she is now Teacher Mo."

Qiu'er nodded obediently, indicating that she knew it.

Mo Zebei cleared his throat, turned on the multimedia, plugged in the USB, and began to teach seriously.

During this period, he swept to the southwest corner many times, intentionally or unintentionally. Whenever he noticed this person's sight, Mu Hanxi hurriedly lowered his head and fixed his eyes on Qiu'er's picture album.

Mo Zebei's actions different from the past aroused quiet murmurs and discussions among the students in the audience.

"What's wrong with Teacher Mo? I usually don't smile, and the curvature of the corner of my mouth has never gone down today."

"When I went to the cafeteria for dinner at noon, I heard a school girl say that Teacher Mo has a daughter who is very cute and came to her office this morning."

"Could it be the little girl sitting next to me, feeling that this child looks a bit like Teacher Mo..."

When the students' gossip heart was growing, Mo Zebei suddenly asked a question, and the huge classroom suddenly became silent.

Qiu'er twisted her neck and looked at it curiously: "Mummy, why did they suddenly stop talking? Are they afraid of Beibei?"

"Shhh," Mu Hanxi motioned to her to silence, "Talking in disorder is not allowed in class." She also heard a few words of discussion just now, and she became more embarrassed.

Mo Zebei asked a girl sitting to the right of Mu Hanxi. Mu Hanxi looked up and glared at her, always feeling that this person was deliberate.

Mo Zebei stepped off the podium and came to Mu Hanxi's vicinity. Qiu'er was so happy that the corners of her mouth were almost smiling.

Mo Zebei suppressed the urge to touch the little man's head, coughed twice, and then asked the girl who answered the question to sit down and continue to lecture casually.

After class finally ended, Mu Hanxi wanted to hug Qiu'er and left: sitting here with the child, coupled with Mo Zebei's sticky gaze, received too much attention, and Mu Hanxi was a little overwhelmed.

Mo Zebei, like a roundworm in her stomach, took out the phone and sent a WeChat message to this person.

[Mu can not skip class, wait for me to go home together, otherwise he will be punished severely at night. 】

Mu Hanxi bit her lip and sat down again. Qiu'er was happy, her bright black eyes followed Mo Ze north, where Mo Ze North stood, where she looked, a lively little girl.

In the evening, after taking a shower and telling the story, Qiu'er was still reluctant to go back to the next room when it was time to go to bed.

"Ming, I will put your arms around you to sleep, can you sleep by yourself tonight?" Mo Zebei coaxed Qiu'er softly.

"Why can't you stay here tonight?" Qiu'er pursed her little mouth and groaned.

Mo Zebei's expression was choked, but Xiao Ren'er didn't notice her reaction, and continued to act like a coquettish. Mu Hanxi next to him unconsciously blushed on her cheeks.

Mo Zebei took a lot of effort to coax Qiu'er away.

Seeing her coming, Mu Hanxi quickly closed the book, turned off the bedside lamp, and lay in the quilt: "I'm sleepy, good night." The action was completed in one go.

Mo Zebei leaned over, rubbing his lips gently against her chin: "Sister?"

Mu Hanxi endured the itching, and refused to keep her mouth shut.

Mo Zebei lightly bit her earlobe.

Mu Hanxi couldn't help but shrank, and softly hinted: "Guaibao, I have to go on a business trip tomorrow morning."

"Well, I know," Mo Zebei kissed her neck lightly, "It has just passed ten o'clock, time is enough."

Mu Hanxi nestled in her arms, blushing, like a cat, and whispered to her coquettishly: "Mr. Mo, I didn't escape your class. No heavy punishment is allowed..."

Mo Zebei laughed lowly, rubbing the man's hot cheeks back and forth with his fingers...