Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

The man's soft voice made her feel surging and enthusiastic. If Mu Hanxi said a few more words at the time, she would really have to agree.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Zebei's mood could not be calm for a long time.

She closed her eyes, exhaled a breath of heat, and greeted the noon sun before cycling home.

Entering the complex and climbing to the eighth floor, she panted lightly and took out the key to open the door. As soon as she stepped in, she confronted Father Mo, who came out of the kitchen with a dish.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and then there was silence for three or four seconds.

Father Mo maintained the movement of holding hands with his hands, staring at Mo Zebei in a daze.

Mo Zebei was also a little confused by his father's stare.

After the silence, she squeezed out a sentence: "Dad...I cut my hair, it's a bit short."

Father Mo nodded slowly, digested for a while, then said in a deep voice, "Wash your hands and eat."

"Oh, good." Mo Zebei put his schoolbag back in the bedroom, and then went to the sink.

At the dinner table, Father Mo always glanced over intentionally or unintentionally.

Mo Zebei was aware of the seemingly unpredictable look. She put down the spoon of porridge and raised her head: "Not used to it?"

Father Mo hummed stiffly.

"It will be fine after a long time." Mo Zebei didn't care much, and continued to lower his head to drink porridge.

Father Mo's mouth twitched a few times, as if he had something to say...After a while, he got up and brought a bottle of white wine and a small wine glass. He rarely drank at noon, usually at noon. evening.

Mo Zebei was slightly surprised, but did not say anything.

Father Mo grasped the filled small wine glass, drank his neck dry, the spicy liquid slid through his throat, followed the blood meridian all the way down to the stomach.

After three glasses of wine, a burning sensation slowly appeared in the abdomen. Father Mo pondered for a moment, then hesitated and asked, "Why do you suddenly want to cut it short?"

Mo Zebei picked up a vegetable ball, heard Father Mo's question, put the ball into his bowl again, repeating what he said to Meng Yuanhao and Zhou Ruoxin again.

Father Mo's expression was slightly relaxed, but he was still a little uneasy: "You haven't encountered anything else, right?"

"No, I just want to take more time to prepare for the exam," Mo Zebei drank the little porridge at the bottom of the bowl. "Dad, I'll go to my room for a night's sleep. I have a lot of homework to do in the afternoon."

Father Mo nodded.

Mo Zebei slept for almost an hour, did not wake up too much, and was a little confused.

She was going to get up to wash her face with cold water, and when she passed the table, she found that his dad was still drinking there.

"Dad," she walked over and took a closer look. "Why are you still drinking?"

"Huh?" Father Mo blushed, slowly looking up at her.

"Drunk?" Mo Zebei stretched out his hand and waved in front of him.

Father Mo didn't react much, his expression was a little dazed.

Mo Zebei glanced at the almost empty wine bottle and sighed lightly: "I will help you go back to the bedroom to rest."

Father Mo didn't respond, and wanted to reach out for the small wine glass.

Mo Zebei decisively took away the small wine glass, and deliberately set it farther away.

"Go, I'll help you back to the house." Mo Zebei bent over and lowered his head to pass, putting Father Mo's arm on his shoulder.

Thanks to her usually drinking a lot of milk, her body is strong, supporting the drunk Father Mo doesn't take much effort, and she walks safely.

He helped him back to the bedroom and lay down, Mo Zebei lowered his body and took off his shoes for Father Mo, covered the quilt, and turned on the air conditioner to adjust the temperature.

After doing this, she folded back again, tidying up the leftovers, and cleaning the dishes and chopsticks.

Finally, she washed her face with cold water, and went back to the desk to continue to review her homework. At the same time, she would go to Father Mo's bedroom for a round to see the situation and feed some tea or something.

In the evening, Qu Junzhi made a video call and wanted to discuss the problem, but Mo Zebei did not answer and sent her a message.

[I have cut my hair, it’s not convenient for the video now]

She didn't say that it was okay, but when she said about Qu Junzhi, she became even more curious.

[What's the cut? I want to see......】

【very short. 】

[How short? You can also send a photo, look forward to the jpg. 】

[No, let's voice it now. 】

Qu Junzhi pouted dissatisfiedly

[Mo Zebei, you are so stingy! 】

Mo Zebei ignored Qu Junzhi's complaint and called her directly, discussing study issues with her seriously.

After the discussion of the problem was over, Qu Junzhi asked to see her new hairstyle again. Mo Zebei said something perfunctory and hung up the phone.

Qu Junzhi was a little depressed, and sent her a series of messages angrily.

[Don't go to school if you have the ability! 】

[You have the ability to go to school, wear a hat every day, don't let people see it! 】

It was still typing over there, and Mo Zebei returned only three characters.

[No ability. 】

Upon seeing this sentence, Qu Junzhi directly smiled.

She was really curious, but this wicked person wouldn't show it to her.

Now I just hope that time will pass quickly and school will start sooner.

Except for a haircut on the first day, Mo Zebei spent the remaining days eating, studying, sleeping, and discussing problems.

In the past few days, she has not contacted Mu Hanxi much, mainly because she is afraid that the longing in her heart will be too overwhelming, and eventually she will not be able to hold it back, so she vents...

After enduring it for several days, Mo Zebei finally couldn't bear it on the sixth day.

After she washed and ate breakfast, she went directly to the balcony and called the man.

Before dialing, she took a few deep breaths.

After dialing, she bit her finger and waited nervously.

No one answered the first time.

She raised her wrist and looked at the time. It is now 7:15, isn't it a bit too early...

She was hesitant to make another call, but at this moment Mu Hanxi would come back to her.

She licked her lips, carefully slid the screen, and pressed the phone closely to her ear.

"Boy."

Every time she calls herself this affectionately, Mo Zebei's heart can't help but tremble.

"Yeah." She tried her best to control her voice, trying to be as steady as possible.

"Why call me so early?"

"I... I want to ask when you will be back."

There was a chuckle: "Didn't I tell you when I left?"

"You didn't say... the exact time."

"Um."

"I have to go back to school to study by myself tomorrow night." The subtext is that this person can come back soon.

"I know."

Mo Zebei held back for a few seconds, then whispered: "Sister Mu..." She might not have noticed it herself. Every time she wanted to say something but couldn't say it, she would whisper to this person's sister. , Like an unconscious act of acting like a baby.

Mu Hanxi is very useful, with a cheerful expression: "I'm going back today."

There was silence for a few seconds here, as if I couldn't believe it, and then asked in a dumb voice: "What did you just say today?"

Mu Hanxi teased her: "Have you practiced listening well recently?"

"I have practiced. I practiced every morning during the holidays without interruption."

"Then why do you want me to repeat it?"

Mo Zebei blushed, faintly said: "I heard it clearly." It's just too unexpected, I can't believe it.

"I will arrive at about two o'clock this afternoon." She originally bought a ticket on the 7th, but Mu Xuanya wanted to come back early because of something, and Mu Hanxi changed the sign together with her.

His chest was swollen and sour by the huge surprise. Mo Zebei couldn't bear it and stroked his chest: "Shall I go to the station to pick you up?" Waiting for a second is torment.

"Your teacher Lin has already told me in advance, she drove to pick me up."

"Oh." A faint loss came to my heart.

"Bring you food, you come to me to get it at night."

"What time?" Mo Zebei said in a flying voice.

"After six o'clock." Lin Xiaoran wanted Mu Hanxi to accompany her to go shopping in the clothes shop, plus the time to eat, it would be half past five when she went back.

"Okay, see you tonight." Mo Zebei unconsciously squeezed the phone tightly.

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Zebei was so excited that he didn't know what to do.

She came out of the balcony, saw Father Mo holding the watering can, and ran over happily: "Dad, I'll help you water the flowers, please rest."

Father Mo was slightly surprised. This child Zebei has never cared about flowers and plants...

Father Mo was a little worried and followed to the balcony.

Mo Zebei didn't quite understand these flowers and plants, she was just too happy and wanted to find something to do.

"It's better for me to come." Father Mo has no other hobbies, except to drink a little wine, just grow some green plants and bonsai.

"Am I pouring too much water?"

Father Mo nodded, and took the watering can from her: "Clivia itself is drought-tolerant and does not need to be watered too much."

Mo Zebei chatted and touched his nose: "Dad, then I'm going back to the room."

Father Mo hummed.

Back to the room, the surging heart couldn't calm down. She flipped out the previous comic book and glanced at it.

Finally, she put on headphones and listened to soft music on the bed for half an hour before her heart calmed down slowly.

If she is in good condition, she must hurry to study. She will go to City B to study in the future. As she said nothing, she rolled over and got off the bed, took out the book and started to study hard.

I studied energetically all morning, and after lunch, I finally felt tired.

She went back to bed and slept for a while, and then opened her eyes more than two o'clock.

Mu Hanxi should have arrived at the station by this time.

She thought for a while, but decided to send a message to ask.

【Reached? 】

[Well, now I'm watching your clothes with Teacher Lin. 】

[Are you two planning to eat out? 】

[Really smart, praise the jpg. 】

Mo Zebei pressed the back of his hand to his lower lip and smiled lightly.

[In addition to food, I brought you something else. 】

Mo Zebei opened his eyes wide, his eyes full of curiosity.

【What else? 】

[You'll know after we meet. 】

Mo Zebei brushed the hair on the front of her forehead. She suddenly remembered that Mu Hanxi wanted to see her new hairstyle before. She didn't agree. How did she feel like this person...

[Your teacher Lin hates me and is not paying attention to picking clothes with her, grievances jpg. 】

It's so cute, Mu Hanxi sent a grievance expression of a milk doll with a slumped mouth. Mo Zebei clicked on the picture and clicked the save button.

[You can watch the clothes with Teacher Lin, I'm going to study. 】

【it is good. 】Behind is a series of expressions of roses.

Mo Zebei laughed lowly for a while, rubbed his slightly sore cheek muscles, and began to concentrate on studying.

When the time was approaching five o'clock, Mo Zebei couldn't sit still, and frequently raised his wrist to look at his watch.

At five o'clock, she threw the pen away, ran to the bathroom, took a shower, and scrubbed herself from head to toe.

The hair is short and the bath time is fast. From going in and out, it didn't take fifteen minutes in total.

She had just taken a shower, her hair was still wet, and her face was red from the heat.

Father Mo just came out of the bedroom, ready to go to the kitchen to make dinner: "Why take a shower at this time?"

"I'll go out in a while..." She wiped her hair with a towel as she walked, "I won't eat at home tonight."

Father Mo nodded.

After wiping the hair, Mo Zebei blew it again with a hair dryer, looked in the mirror, and felt quite stylish.

October nights are not so hot anymore. Putting down the hair dryer, she went to the bedroom and changed her clothes, matching thin black slim trousers with a white shirt.

She usually wears school uniforms and rarely wears such clothes that highlight her individuality.

At half past five, she set off from home.

Xu Shi is in a good mood. On the way of cycling, she feels that the wind is gentle, and the smile on her lips is looming.

It was a little more than six o'clock to get to the door of Mu Hanxi's house.

His palm was wet with sweat. After he wiped it clean, Mo Zebei raised his hand and pressed the doorbell.

Her heart was beating wildly, nervously and expectantly.

After ten seconds, the door opened.

The two looked at each other, and there was surprise in Mu Hanxi's eyes, which seemed to be full of joy and appreciation.

Mo Zebei blushed, with shame in her eyes, she shyly shouted in a low voice: "Sister Mu..."

Mu Hanxi leaned forward when he heard the words, Mo Zebei only felt that a refreshing fragrance was pouring into his nose...