Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

After entering the office door, Lao Luo poured himself a cup of hot water and changed the tea. Then he sat on the seat with his left elbow propped on the tabletop and his right hand holding the cup, shook his head leisurely and blew the heat inside.

The three were dried into small fish.

About five or six minutes later, Lao Luo lifted his eyes and glanced at them, his tone was light: "Which one of you will say first?"

No one answered.

Lao Luo was not in a hurry, and drank tea on his own.

After another meeting, Ding Mingduo couldn't calm down, his patience was exhausted, and he was unwilling to wait any longer, so he pretended to be innocent and wronged in front of Lao Luo.

When Qu Junzhi heard him open his eyes and talk nonsense there, his small face was flushed with anger, and he wanted to speak to argue, but Lao Luo raised his hand to stop him: "Wait for him to finish."

Qu Junzhi hummed and turned his head, unwilling to listen again.

After Ding Mingduo finished acting, it was Qu Jun's turn to play.

From the unpleasantness of passing love letters on the playground, Ding Mingduo pretended to hit her and splashed Mo Zebei with water. Later, Ding Mingduo deliberately tripped her and fell, and all of them shuddered.

Every time she said something, Ding Mingduo's face looked ugly. Every time she wanted to refute, Lao Luo stopped him with his eyes. In the end, Ding Mingduo's face was blue and his fists clenched.

After listening to Qu Junzhi's words, Lao Luo took a sip of tea and raised his chin towards Mo Zebei: "Do you have anything to say?"

"I agree with Qu Junzhi's point of view."

"Well," Lao Luo said quietly, "Then you and Jun Jun, go back first."

"They are at the same table, they are in the same group, they must be in collusion!" Ding Mingduo's emotions broke out, the veins bulged in his forehead, and he roared, "This is not fair!"

"Unfair?" Old Luo sank his face, and threw the thin stainless steel cup on the table, making a crashing sound. "How do you want to be fair? Would you like me to call out the monitoring to see clearly?"

Ding Mingduo fell silent immediately when he heard the words, and looked at Lao Luo, slowly losing his confidence, and his momentum gradually declined.

Lao Luo didn't want to make a big mess. The matter was resolved under his control. Ding Mingduo's parents came to the school and took Ding Mingduo to apologize to Qu Junzhi. Ding Mingduo made a corresponding review afterwards.

Qu Junzhi didn't want to let the family know about these things. Under her repeated plea, Lao Luo didn't tell her parents, and the incident ended in this way.

After the eighth class, Zhou Ruoxin heard about it from Meng Yuanhao. At first, she was surprised at first, and then angry and angry: "You said that Zebei was fighting with others for Qu Junzhi?"

"Yan Xiaoshuai said that at first the man had a fight with Junjun Qu, and later Zebei also got involved. Seeing that the situation was wrong, he ran to our class and told me..."

When he explained, Zhou Ruoxin sullen her face and said nothing.

When Mo Zebei came to see them for dinner, he saw: one is long and long-winded, and the other has a stiff face.

"How was the matter handled?" Seeing Mo Zebei came over, Meng Yuanhao leaned over to ask her about the situation.

"Lao Luo asked me and Jun Jun to go back to the classroom first, and he should solve the follow-up questions." Seeing Zhou Ruoxin's face is not good, Mo Zebei asked Meng Yuanhao with his eyes.

Before Meng Yuanhao had time to react, Zhou Ruoxin left her words coldly: "I'm not hungry, you two go and eat." After that, she turned her head and left.

"Hey, Zhou Ruoxin," Meng Yuanhao hurriedly chased it out, "Wait for me..."

Mo Zebei didn't understand what was going on, and didn't expect Zhou Ruoxin to be angry with her.

She waited in place for a while, and went downstairs for a few laps without seeing them.

When she returned to the classroom, she found two bags of bread and a bottle of yogurt on the table.

"Meng Yuanhao sent it to you." Seeing that there was a question on her face, Du Chenxing whispered a word beside her.

Mo Zebei hummed, it was almost going to class, she didn't eat, everything was put in the table hole.

Qu Junzhi came back by stepping on the class bell.

She carried a small bag, which was swollen inside.

On Sunday afternoon, during the break, her uncle came to see her and brought her a lot of food. She wanted to share half of them with Mo Zebei that night, but her proud temper made her reluctant to be so proactive...

Today, Mo Zebei kicked someone for her. The timing couldn't be better. After eating from the cafeteria, she hurried back to the dormitory to get something...

Little Qu Junzhi sat down, panting, Yu Guang looked at the front door, and saw that no teacher had come, so he was relieved.

"Here you are." Qu Junzhi pushed the swollen bag on the table of Mo Zebei.

"Give it to me?" Mo Zebei asked in surprise.

"Yeah." Qu Junzhi pulled out the pre-study paper and pen, and lowered his head to read it. This action had a concealed element.

"What's in it?"

"Open it yourself and see."

Under Du Chenxing's curious gaze, Mo Zebei opened the zipper of the bag and found that it was full of snacks, such as beef jerky, Xuemei Niang, peach crisps, dried fruits, chocolate bars, biscuits, small breads, and plums.. .... There are so many different kinds.

"!!!" Du Chenxing next to him saw his eyes straight. He usually likes to eat snacks, but Du Ma was worried that his preference for snacks would affect his normal eating, so he restricted him in this respect.

"Qu Junzhi is so kind to you too!" Du Chenxing excitedly grabbed Mo Zebei's shoulder collar, and the envy on his face was undoubtedly revealed.

Qu Junzhi seemed to be studying, but in fact, his thoughts were concentrated on Mo Zebei's side. Hearing Du Chenxing's straightforward words, she was ashamed and happy: Of course she wanted to be nice to Mo Zebei.

Mo Zebei didn't have much expression on her face, she took out a bag of beef jerky from inside: "There are too many things to eat." After speaking, she returned the swollen bag to Qu Junzhi.

Qu Junzhi stopped writing to look at her: "I didn't let you finish it all at once."

Mo Zebei did not answer. She raised her eyes and glanced at the direction of the front door. Seeing that the teacher hadn’t come, she gently tore open the packaging bag, pinched out a long strip of beef jerky and handed it to Qu Junzhi. Passing one to Du Chenxing, Du Chenxing rubbed his own T-shirt with his fingertips before reaching out to take it.

Seeing her doing this, Qu Junzhi no longer insisted: "Then let me go first, when do you want to eat it yourself."

Mo Zebei hummed.

Du Chenxing chewed the beef jerky while spying on the surrounding movement. When doing this, he still did not forget to praise Mo Zebei in a small voice: "This beef jerky is so delicious..."

Zhu Dong turned his head and looked at him as soon as he finished his voice. He started to erect his ears when Mo Zebei tore the packaging just now. When he heard Du Chenxing's sentence, it was confirmed that it was beef jerky, and he couldn't bear it anymore... ..

Du Chenxing met Zhu Dong's scorching gaze and forgot to chew for a while.

Zhu Dong looked down, staring at the remaining half of beef jerky in Du Chenxing's hand, and swallowed unconsciously.

Du Chenxing touched Mo Zebei with his elbow. Just when he wanted to speak, he caught a glimpse of a figure at the front door: The teacher is here.

He hurriedly stuffed the remaining beef jerky into his mouth and chewed quickly, covering his mouth with his left hand to cover up, and holding a pen with his right hand, dashing on the topic, as if studying hard.

Perceiving that the atmosphere was not right, Mo Zebei and Qu Junzhi also reacted flexibly, pulling out the books to cover their movements, and Zhu Dong finally turned his body reluctantly.

After the evening self-study, Mo Zebei still walked with Zhou Ruoxin and Meng Yuanhao, but Zhou Ruoxin still looked the same as before, not very happy.

Along the way, both of them were silent and did not speak, but Meng Yuanhao himself was chatting endlessly.

At the fork, Mo Zebei stopped the car with the handlebars and his legs on the ground, and Zhou Ruoxin stopped subconsciously.

Mo Zebei looked towards her, Zhou Ruoxin hurriedly looked down at the ground.

"Tomorrow I will go to your house for breakfast."

Zhou Ruoxin was taken aback, and looked up at her in astonishment.

"It's been a long time since I had eaten my aunt's meal."

Zhou Ruoxin raised her hand and lifted her forehead with her broken hair, her expression relieved, and an unbearable smile appeared in her eyes: "Well, I will tell my mom that night and let her prepare an extra copy tomorrow morning."

After hearing this, Meng Yuanhao leaned in hehe, yelling loudly, "Prepare one more, and I will eat it tomorrow."

Zhou Ruoxin is now in the mood to quarrel with him: "Cheeky...Who allows you to come over and eat?"

"Oh oh oh, I'm hurt, you still won't let me..."

Mo Zebei glanced at the two people who were starting to make a fuss, turned around, and whispered away by bike.

She didn't go home directly, she was a little hungry now, and wanted to go to the snack street to buy some hot things, but she ran into Mu Hanxi on the way by such a coincidence.

She inadvertently caught Mu Hanxi's car when she was passing a chestnut shop. She had memorized the color and license plate of this car before, and it had already been printed in her mind.

There is a fruit shop and a convenience store next to the chestnut shop. Mu Hanxi should be nearby.

Mo Zebei rode the car back for a while, stopped not far away, and watched the shops seriously.

When Mu Hanxi came out of the store carrying the fruit, Mo Zebei rode over and met her cleverly: "Sister Mu?"

Mu Hanxi raised her eyes and looked at her with a slightly surprised expression, and then smiled and asked, "Why are you here?" Mo Zebei's home is on the other side of the old city, and it is not easy to come here.

"Um..." Mo Zebei rubbed the tip of his nose, "I didn't eat tonight...I want to come here and buy some food."

"What do you want to eat?" Mu Hanxi asked following her.

Mo Zebei squeezed the handlebar with both hands, then released it again, his face was slightly hot, and his voice lowered: "I want to eat something made by Sister Mu..."

The two of them were two meters away. Mo Zebei's voice was so small that it was normal to be unintelligible, but Mu Hanxi still caught it and didn't say anything.

Mu Hanxi pursed her lips and smiled, with a relaxed tone: "I only have noodles there. Do you want to eat it?"

Mo Zebei was visibly stunned, his eyes were a little bit of surprise, a bit of joy, and a bit shy...

She didn't speak, and Mu Hanxi took the initiative to ask: "How about tomato and egg noodles?"

"I can do it..." Mo Zebei looked down, rubbing the handlebar with his fingers.

"Then do you want to go with me, or ride by yourself?"

"I will ride my bike next to you."

"Well," Mu Hanxi smiled at her, "I will drive more slowly then."

Mo Zebei nodded.

Mu Hanxi was driving on a motorized lane, and Mo Zebei was riding in a non-motorized vehicle area. The two were not far apart, and they seemed to be in a tacit understanding.

When Mu Hanxi parked the car, Mo Zebei took the initiative to help her carry the fruit, and Mu Hanxi obeyed her actions.

The two went out side by side and entered the elevator together. With the help of the mirror in the elevator, Mo Zebei secretly inspected it. Mu Hanxi was almost at the position of her eyebrows, and her height should be around 168. The ideal height for many girls...

Perceiving that person's gaze, Mu Hanxi turned her eyes and looked at it, saying nothing but doubts in her eyes.

Mo Zebei quickly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and did not dare to look again.

On the third floor, someone came in again.

Mu Hanxi stepped back again and again in order to hide from a kid who was a little mischievous.

Mo Zebei was afraid that she would fall, so he subconsciously stretched out his hand to surround her waist.

Mu Hanxi wanted to say "It's okay" to Mo Zebei, who knows that the little mischief will hit her knee with a toy gun in the next second...

Mu Hanxi's body shook, and he fell into Mo Zebei's arms while breathing...Mo Zebei tightened his hands and hugged people. The little deer slammed in his heart, his eyelashes trembled, and the tips of his ears were flushed. ......