Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

"Did you hear their nicknames?" Meng Yuanhao laughed so much that tears came out. He moved to Mo Zebei's side and put his right arm on her shoulder. "It's a **** laugh at me. "

Zhou Ruoxin was originally looking at Qu Junzhi with a cold face. Seeing Meng Yuanhao's movements, she turned her spear directly at him. Meng Yuanhao was stiffened by her stare. In the next moment, Qu Junzhi pulled Mo Zebei's arm. , Pulling the person to his side, Meng Yuanhao suddenly lost his support, staggered two steps, and almost fell...

Meng Yuanhao said aggrieved and puzzled: "I just leaned on her shoulder..."

"Don't rely on it!" Qu Junzhi and Zhou Ruoxin said in unison.

"Zhou Dongdong, Qu Shuangshuang...you..."

"Shut up!" The two voices were strangely consistent.

"Good fellow, the twins don't have the tacit understanding between you two..." Meng Yuanhao muttered softly, and then caught a glimpse of Mo Zebei's back empty, and said in doubt, "Zebei, where is your schoolbag?" "

Mo Zebei pursed his lips, and finally said truthfully: "I'm skipping class, I haven't had time to get it."

"What?" Meng Yuanhao thought he had heard it wrong, and Zhou Ruoxin was also surprised.

"Um... you talk, I have to go home," Qu Junzhi quickly ran away when he saw the situation was bad. "It's late, my uncle should be worried." This silly wood told the truth. After Zhou Ruoxin knew about it, it was time to freeze people with freezing technique.

Mo Zebei nodded, and Meng Yuanhao waved her hand, only Zhou Ruoxin's face was stiff and indifferent.

On the way, Mo Zebei briefly talked to the two about skipping class.

"It was Qu Junzhi who took you to skip the class, right?" Zhou Ruoxin's tone was not very good.

"I'm in a bad mood, she accompanied me."

Zhou Ruoxin suddenly shook the brakes, and Mo Zebei and Meng Yuanhao stopped seeing the situation.

She looked at Mo Zebei with a forbearing expression. After a while, she only asked: "Why are you looking for her to accompany you instead of me?" Zhou Ruoxin had already noticed something wrong with Mo Zebei's emotions, but she didn't know how to speak. Asked, besides, according to past experience, she just asked, Mo Zebei is not necessarily willing to say...

"I didn't take the initiative to look for her, she saw that I was unhappy..." Mo Zebei patiently explained what happened, but skipped the part of the two who talked about their concerns.

Meng Yuanhao next to him was stunned: "Fuck, it's so exciting, you two went to the playground to drink beer and eat barbecue!"

Mo Zebei glanced at Meng Yuanhao, and said lightly: "Qu Junzhi didn't drink."

"Is this the point?"

Mo Zebei raised his eyes and glanced at him: "What's the point?"

"The point is of course such a good thing, you two didn't call me together! Aow, oh, I feel like I missed a hundred million!"

Mo Zebei ignored him, turned to look at Zhou Ruoxin, how did he feel that after explaining, this person's face was even more ugly...

After that, the three separated in Meng Yuanhao's twittering interruption.

As soon as Qu Junzhi arrived home, she received a call from Zhou Ruoxin. She made a note for this person in the carport at that time, with the three words "Zhou Dongdong".

"Ah," Qu Jun said in a strange tone, "Zhou Dongdong, why did you call me?"

There was silence over there, and Qu Junzhi listened carefully, but didn't hear anything.

Accidentally bumped into it? She guessed like this in her heart, but murmured again in her mouth: "What I said, why did this person call me?" Then she hung up the phone, she didn't care much, and planned to go to the bathroom to take a bath later.

It's just that she has just walked two steps, and the ringtone rang again, and the caller is still Zhou Dongsong: It's really strange, why did the call come again? Is there something wrong with her phone?

She ignored it, Zhou Ruoxin would send her a text message: answer the phone!

Qu Junzhi stared at those three characters and the exclamation mark, some hindsight, and the person was listening just now, there was no sound...

According to Zhou Ruoxin's temperament and her usual attitude towards herself, calling at this time is definitely Xingshi to inquire, and there will be no good things.

Qu Junzhi is not stupid. How could he hit the muzzle of the gun? She thought for a while and wanted to reply to her like this: I just took off my clothes and will take a bath later, so it is not convenient to answer the phone.

Zhou Ruoxin: Come back to me after taking a bath!

Tsk tut, another exclamation mark, as if to eat people, Qu Junzhi pouted: After the shower, I have to study, the homework is not finished yet.

Two or three minutes later, there was no reply, Qu Junzhi put down the phone, and after a while, he sent two text messages.

Zhou Ruoxin: Then I will go to your class to find you tomorrow!

Zhou Ruoxin: Pass by at noon!

Zhou Ruoxin was originally angry that Mr. Qu led Mo Zebei to skip class and drink, and later wanted to use her to understand why Mo Zebei was unhappy, but this person has been reluctant to answer the phone, so she wanted to make an appointment to have a chat. .

Seeing the content of the text message, Qu Junzhi's eyelids twitched, Zhou Dongsong wanted to come to her?

She drank her mouth water, thought for two seconds, and then replied to her: Zhou Dongdong, I should have no time at noon tomorrow. If nothing else, at that time, Mo Zebei and I were probably drinking tea in Lao Luo’s office. Woolen cloth.

I guess I'm impatient over there, so I called directly.

Qu Junzhi hung up the phone neatly: Zhou Dongdong, I'm naked, it's not convenient to answer the phone.

Zhou Ruoxin: You lied to ghosts!

This person can obviously text her, but how could he not be able to answer the phone.

Seeing this sentence, Qu Junzhi laughed so that his body trembled, and suddenly felt that Zhou Ruoxin was a little cute. What's the matter...

She didn't give Zhou Ruoxin back, humming a little song and went to the bathroom. This person was already on the fringe of the hair, and if he provokes it twice, he is probably going to be manic.

At one o'clock at night, Zhou Ruoxin called her again.

Qu Junzhi was awakened by the ringtone. She set an exclusive ringtone for Zhou Ruoxin in case she would answer the phone by mistake. She rubbed her eyes and got up and turned on the bedside lamp. After the phone was automatically hung up, she sent her a text message: Zhou Dong Frozen, it's so late, why are you still up?

Zhou Ruoxin’s grievances spread across the screen: Sleep with you, big-headed ghost!

Qu Junzhi leaned on the bed and smiled: Sending text messages is a waste of money, can you add me to WeChat? My WeChat ID is my mobile phone number...

After five minutes, Zhou Ruoxin added her WeChat. It is estimated that it has also experienced some ideological struggle.

Qu Junzhi bit his back and laughed in a low voice, then clicked to pass.

[Zhou Dongsong, it's late, I slept, the moon jpg. 】

[No sleep! ! ! 】

[I have to replenish my energy, otherwise I won’t have the energy to deal with the saliva of Lao Luo tomorrow, poor little jpg]

【I do not care! You are not allowed to sleep! 】

Really overbearing, Qu Junzhi snorted, she just wanted to reply and suddenly heard the footsteps outside the door. It is estimated that her uncle was up at night, and when she saw the light in her room, she would definitely talk about her.

She hurriedly reached out and turned off the bedside lamp, squinting to type.

[My uncle is coming over, don’t say anything, I have to go to bed quickly. 】

【......】

[Slid away jpg. After sending this emoticon package, Qu Junzhi silenced the phone and went back to sleep in the quilt.

Early the next morning, Lao Luo crouched in the classroom to catch them.

Yesterday, Du Chenxing gave them a high-sounding reason, Lao Luo didn't believe a word, and these little bearish tricks could escape his glaring eyes.

Although the two hadn't discussed it in advance, they both stepped on back to class tacitly this morning, and they met at the back door by coincidence.

The sound of reading in the class stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at them at the same time. Among them, there was an overwhelming line of sight. Both of them felt that it was Lao Luo's.

Qu Junzhi touched Mo Zebei with his elbow, and the person stuck in front of her without moving in.

Mo Zebei glanced at her slightly, and whispered: "Go back to your seat."

The two cheeky guys returned to their seats indifferently under Lao Luo's nose, as if it was not the two of them who skipped class last night, and there was no embarrassment on the face.

The whole classroom was silent, and even the needle fell.

Lao Luo's face was also darker. He wanted to wait for the two to come over and take the initiative to admit their mistakes. Now it seems that the two of them didn't take truanting seriously.

The atmosphere was in a stalemate, when Wan Zonglin suddenly came over and called Lao Luo away.

The classroom suddenly became lively like boiling water, and everyone began to whisper and talk.

Du Chenxing leaned forward and whispered to the two of them, "You two are really good, I think I've taken it!" He skipped two classes, and returned to his place like a okay person the next day.

Qu Junzhi and Mo Zebei didn't say anything, one was busy endorsing the other and the other busy rushing homework.

After a few minutes, Lao Luo came back again, and the people in the class were all silent, and watched Lao Luo walking towards Mo Zebei and Qu Junzhi.

He calmly knocked on Qu Junzhi's desktop twice: "After lunch at noon, you and Mo Zebei came to the office to find me."

"I see, Teacher Luo." Qu Junzhi whispered back.

Lao Luo raised his eyes again to look at Mo Zebei: "Did you hear that?"

Mo Zebei stopped.

Seeing that she just hummed, Lao Luo went out the front door puffed up again.

During the class, Mo Zebei went to Lin Xiaoran's office to hold his English homework.

Seeing her coming, Lin Xiaoran sighed: "What a promise, you will skip class now?"

"It was an accident."

"Unexpectedly," Lin Xiaoran put down his pen, "could it be that someone abducted you?"

Mo Zebei touched the tip of his nose and said nothing.

"It's better to look back and admit your mistakes. Don't make your head teacher angry so much." Lao Luo has a family to take care of, and there are all kinds of worries about the class, which is not easy.

"Got it." Mo Zebei picked up the homework book and returned to class.

After dinner at noon, the two of them went to Lao Luo's office together.

Lao Luo drank hot tea as if he couldn't see them, and looked at the green plants in front of his table.

This is Lao Luo's consistent style.

They stood upright and waited patiently without urging.

After five or six minutes passed, Lao Luo asked unhurriedly: "What explanation do you two have for skipping class last night?"

"No."

Qu Junzhi originally wanted to struggle twice, but when he heard Mo Zebei's answer, he shut up.

"How about you?" Old Luo looked at Qu Junzhi.

"I have nothing to explain."

"Huh!" Lao Luo put the teacup on the table and scanned the two of them. For a moment, he said, "A review of two thousand words per person...plus cleaning the toilet for a week."

After listening to the first half of the sentence, Qu Junzhi grinned, thinking that two thousand words are not too many. After listening to the second half, she is going to wither, damn, go to the toilet!

The sanitation of the toilets in their school is the responsibility of the cleaning aunt, but sometimes the teacher in charge of the students who make mistakes also fines them to clean the toilets.

Mo Zebei's reaction was dull. He only asked: "When will the review be handed in?"

They are high school seniors, and time is still tight, Lao Luo is still a little soft: "Friday morning."

Mo Zebei snorted and pulled the bitter Qu Junzhi out of the door.

The review was written by the two of them talking, discussing, and laughing, and Lao Luo said that Baidu was not allowed.

The sanitation in the toilet is even simpler. The cleaning lady is very good, just let them help to wash the mop, take out the garbage, and the other is the cleaning lady to do it herself.

The week of novelty and speciality passed like this.

After this, Mo Zebei's mood finally cleared up.