Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

From 4 in the afternoon, Zhou's family has been busy with the New Year's Eve dinner. Except for Zhou Ruoxin and Meng Yuanhao, who were chatting with the two elderly people, the other three were in the kitchen.

Zhou's father and Zhou's mother are in charge, and Mo Zebei is responsible for helping them.

In the middle, Zhou Ruoxin came to the kitchen several times, chatted with Mo Zebei and went out.

At about 7:30 in the evening, the hearty New Year's Eve dinner is basically ready, with soy braised pork feet, garlic chicken wings, spicy carp, chicken stewed mushrooms, braised pork ribs, tomato sirloin, cumin lamb, and a cold dressing Dishes and two dishes of stir-fried vegetables.

The seven people sat together, and Zhou Ruoxin’s grandfather served the wine and said a few opening remarks, and then the other juniors would say some blessings to the elders or their thoughts this year.

When it was Mo Zebei's turn, she simply said "Happy New Year everyone" and nothing else.

Today’s New Year’s Eve is a special day. Drinking is for fun. Meng Yuanhao and Mo Zebei are allowed to drink white wine, which is the top-grade Wuliangye in the wine.

Mo Zebei seldom drinks alcohol and only occasionally drinks beer.

Father Zhou was very elegant. He poured Wuliangye into a blue jade pot with a narrow top and a wide bottom, and then asked Meng Yuanhao to carry the jade pot and give them some wine. The cup was also a celadon cup with good texture.

The scene of several people toasting and meeting is quite a bit of the ancient taste of drinking in leisure time.

The wine glass is low in volume and small in volume. A glass of wine Mo Zebei dries out in one sip, and the cool liquid enters the throat and is very irritating.

Mo Zebei frowned and swallowed, but for a moment, a slight burning sensation came from his stomach.

"You eat some food, don't hurt your stomach." Zhou Ruoxin reminded in a low voice next to her.

Mo Zebei paused, sandwiched a piece of sirloin, and chewed it carefully.

Meng Yuanhao immediately poured her the second, third, fourth, fifth... She drank all of them one by one.

Zhou Ruoxin frowned and put her chopsticks, quietly turned to Meng Yuanhao's right, and deliberately lowered the volume: "You can drink it yourself if you want, don't always pour her."

"It's okay," Meng Yuanhao put on his face after drinking, and now both sides of his cheeks are slightly flushed, "Zebei's alcohol is much better than me. This little wine will not drunk her at all."

Just as Zhou Ruoxin was about to be aggressive with Meng Yuanhao, she never thought her grandfather would say: "Today is a special day, for the New Year, it's okay if you are drunk, let her drink if she wants."

Zhou Ruoxin's words reached her throat, swallowed again, and returned to her seat with sullen air.

After ten o'clock in the evening, the wine bureau hadn't finished, Mo Zebei's face was flushed, his eyes blurred, and his drunkenness was very obvious. Meng Yuanhao also slept on the table and fell asleep.

"Give me the glass, you are already drunk."

Mo Zebei clenched the wine glass tightly, muttering about drinking.

"Mom, come and help me, help her back to my room to rest."

After hearing the sound, Zhou Mu walked over and raised Mo Zebei's arm, and the two of them helped her get up and walk in.

"Mu Xiaotu...I miss you." Mo Zebei was full of alcohol, staggered and slurred.

Zhou Mu didn't pay attention to what Mo Zebei said at first, and then listened carefully, only to vaguely discern something...

"Little Wooden Rabbit?" Zhou Mu wondered, "Who is Little Wooden Rabbit?"

Zhou Ruoxin looked at her, pretending not to hear, and said nothing.

When they arrived at Zhou Ruoxin's bedroom, the two helped Mo Zebei take off his coat and pants, helped him to lie down, and covered the quilt.

"Did Xiaobei fall in love?"

"Maybe." Zhou Ruoxin said vaguely.

"What she was talking about was Little Rabbit..." Zhou Mu was a little puzzled, "This name sounds like a girl's name..."

Zhou Ruoxin's eyes fell on the quiet Mo Zebei, losing her senses for a moment.

Mother Zhou didn't quite understand, she muttered a few words to herself, and then took Zhou Ruoxin out and went out: "Xiao Bei is drunk, let her sleep in this break."

Zhou Ruoxin nodded and closed the door.

At three o'clock in the morning at night, Mo Zebei woke up thirsty, opened his eyes dizzy, and asked for water.

Zhou Ruoxin went out and poured her a glass of warm water.

Mo Zebei drank half a cup with her hand and fell asleep again.

In the middle, Mu Hanxi called Mo Zebei twice, but this person was so drunk and unconscious. Finally, Zhou Ruoxin answered the phone for her and briefly explained a few words.

It wasn't until 8 o'clock the next morning that Mo Zebei gradually woke up. She stared at the ceiling above her head for a while, then tilted her head to look at Zhou Ruoxin who was sleeping on the desk. She rubbed her temples and pinched her eyebrows. , And then got out of bed.

Mo Zebei squatted on the toilet, unlocked the screen of the phone, and found that Mu Hanxi called her yesterday.

She raised her wrist and looked at the time, worrying that Mu Hanxi was still sleeping, so she only sent a WeChat message to this person.

[I drank alcohol last night and fell asleep later, are you awake now? 】

There was no reply, Mo Zebei flushed the toilet, washed his hands, and went out.

Meng Yuanhao was still asleep on the sofa, Mo Zebei picked up the quilt that the man had fallen to the ground and covered him.

On the first day of the new year today, the streets were slightly cleared. She walked aimlessly with her hands in her pockets, and finally came to the community where Mu Hanxi once lived without knowing it.

She looked up for the room, and then fixed it.

The past is vivid, and all the scenes seem to have happened only yesterday.

Mo Zebei took out the cigarette and lighter in her pocket. This was when Meng Yuanhao secretly stuffed it into her pocket when she was drinking yesterday.

She sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the room with a puff of smoke, thinking about the past.

A bitter cold wind hit, Mo Zebei shrank his neck uncontrollably, and the smoke in his hand burned out at this time.

She threw the cigarette **** into the trash can next to her, swept a shared bicycle outside the community, headed against the wind, and returned home.

When she parked her bicycle, she met an acquaintance, her classmate Ye Pei.

Ye Pei took the initiative to call her, with a pleasant surprise: "Mo Zebei?"

Mo Zebei looked at her with a puzzled expression: "Why are you here?"

Ye Pei stepped forward with a warm smile on his face: "I guess you may have forgotten. I told you before that my grandma is in J City."

Mo Zebei really had no impression.

"Do you live in this community?" Ye Pei asked her.

Mo Zebei stopped and walked inward, but Ye Pei unconsciously followed.

Mo Zebei paused and looked at her with his eyes.

"My grandmother also lives here..." Ye Pei lowered his head and explained in a soft voice, "My mother and I will stay in J City this year for the New Year."

Mo Zebei clicked and left in a big stride.

Ye Peili stared at her back in the same place, until he saw no one, then turned to the other direction.

At about ten in the morning, Mo Zebei was reading in the house, and Ye Pei called her.

She said that her grandmother had just cooked small wontons and asked Mo Zebei if she wanted to eat them.

"No thanks."

"My grandmother cooks too much, the three of us can't finish eating, it will be lumpy after a long time, which will affect the taste."

Mo Zebei frowned, was silent for a few seconds, and asked: "Which unit does your grandma belong to? I'll go over and take it."

"You don't need to come over, I'll give it to you, it's not far away."

Mo Zebei thought for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Unit 1, 801."

"Okay, I'll go over immediately."

In less than ten minutes, Ye Pei arrived with the lunch box.

Mo Zebei took the bowl from the kitchen and poured the wontons into it. Ye Pei didn't leave, and just sat aside watching her eat.

As soon as she had eaten three wontons, Mu Hanxi called her.

Mo Zebei got up and went to the balcony.

"Yesterday, I stayed up late and slept late. I just woke up."

Mo Zebei stopped.

"Mo Xiaobao..."

"here I am."

Mu Hanxi grabbed the quilt and looked down at the quilt: "Are you busy these days?" After this person left City B, he rarely called her, and there were not many WeChat messages.

"It's not bad."

Mu Hanxi asked her awkwardly, "Do you have anything you want to tell me?" Yesterday on New Year's Eve, this person didn't even say a Happy New Year to her.

Mo Zebei lowered his eyes, and stopped talking.

"I'm downstairs..."

"Wait a minute," Mo Zebei said anxiously, "Mu Xiaotu, I want you to come to J City to find me..."

Mu Hanxi smiled, she had planned to go.

"When do you want me to go?"

"Look at your time..." Mo Zebei paused, "...I miss you very much."

"Why don't you think I told me earlier..." Mu Hanxi's face was slightly red, and her fingers were wrapped around her hair, and she whispered softly, "I haven't slept well these days."

Mo Zebei curled his lips unconsciously: "When I go, I will go with you."

"it is good."

But just after answering the phone, he came back with a smile on his face, and he was still cold before.

Ye Pei held back his curiosity and did not ask her, but only reminded her in a low voice: "You hurry up and eat, it's a bit cold."

Mo Zebei nodded and quietly finished the remaining wontons.

In the evening, Zhou Ruoxin came to pick her up for dinner at home.

After the meal, a few people played mahjong together for entertainment. After nine o'clock, Mo Zebei went back.

On the afternoon of the third day of the junior high school, Mu Hanxi drove to J City. Mo Zebei was still asleep at the time, and she vaguely heard the doorbell.

She thought it was Zhou Ruoxin or Meng Yuanhao, so she woke up and opened the door without an image.

Seeing Mu Hanxi's warm smile, Mo Zebei couldn't help but stared at her blankly.

Mu Hanxi probed her hand and gently touched her cheek, whispering softly: "Little idiot."

Mo Zebei, who had recovered, blushed completely. She shyly held Mu Hanxi's hand, found slippers for her, took her to the bedroom, and hung this person's coat on the hanger: "You first Sit down... I'll go wash and come later." She was called out to drink by Meng Yuanhao at noon. She didn't smell bad, and her hair was still messed up after she woke up.

"Okay." Mu Hanxi put the backpack on the end of this person's bed.

Mo Zebei hurried to the bathroom, took a quick shower and brushed his teeth, wiped his body half dry before putting on clothes and combing his hair...

After packing, she hurried back to the bedroom stepping on her slippers.

Mu Hanxi was sitting at the table and flipping through her professional books. Mo Zebei walked over with the corner of his mouth tilted, bent over, wrapped her arms around her, and rested his chin on this person's shoulders: "You are coming today, why? Didn't tell me in advance?"

Mu Hanxi put down the book in her hand: "You didn't ask me either." She wanted to surprise this person, so she wasn't embarrassed to talk directly.

Mo Zebei closed his eyes and sniffed the scent in her hair: "I'm afraid you won't be free...it's not good to urge you."

Mo Zebei hugged him for a while, and pulled the person up again. The two faced each other, their eyes facing each other, and the small shadows of each other were reflected in their smiling eyes.

Mo Zebei's eyes were hot, she held Mu Hanxi's hand on her neck, and she slowly fell onto the bed while hugging her.

Mu Hanxi bit her lip and looked at her, her black eyes were wet and soft, as if there was a lot of spring water, Mo Zebei looked down at her, his eyes hidden deep tenderness.

She lowered her head slightly, kissed the man's red lips softly, and Mu Hanxi gradually closed her eyes.

Mo Zebei also closed his eyes, his breath was heavy, and he licked and licked passionately, kissing and grinding the tender and full lips of this man...

Mu Hanxi embraced Mo Zebei and opened her lips gently to cater to her. When this person sucked her earlobe, neck, collarbone... She blushed, her chest was up and down, panting low and low...