Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

Mo Zebei hasn't come back since he went out of class. Qu Junzhi didn't know what happened to her. She was a little worried and looked very anxious. She was absent-minded throughout the class, turning her head and looking at the back door from time to time. She was distracted like this, Lao Luo caught a glimpse of being unhappy, and called her name twice in class, and asked her to get up to answer questions.

Mo Zebei took the biscuits when he left, so he should have gone to the third floor to find Zhou Ruoxin. After the second class, Qu Junzhi hurriedly ran outside while Lao Luo was out, she was going to find Mo Zebei.

Running in a hurry, she didn't pay too much attention to the situation ahead, and happened to collide with Mo Zebei who was walking up the stairs.

Mo Zebei held the handrail with one hand, and grabbed the unstable Qu Junzhi with the other: "What are you doing in such a hurry?"

Qu Junzhi wanted to say to find you, but she was a little embarrassed when she came, she turned her mind, and asked, "Where have you been? Why haven't you come back for a single class..."

"Go to the infirmary," Mo Zebei said to Qu Junzhi and walked back, "Meng Yuanhao was injured." They did eye exercises during the afternoon's big class. Although the senior high school group was very lax in this regard, there were some Inspectors will come to supervise.

"what happened?"

"I'll tell you in a moment." When he walked into the back door, Mo Zebei jumped back to his seat with Qu Junzhi on his waist.

As soon as Mo Zebei sat down, Du Chenxing leaned in and said to her quietly: "Lao Luo just came in and swept around and asked where Qu Junzhi was."

Mo Zebei grumbled, rubbing his eyes, exposing a gap and looking at the direction of the front door.

After the exercises, Mo Zebei briefly talked to Qu Junzhi about Meng Yuanhao's situation, and some plots were omitted in the middle.

After Mo Zebei finished talking and drank, Qu Junzhi also picked up the cup. Who knows that Ding Mingduo came over at this time. He seemed to be accidentally slapped, and then he ran into Qu Junzhi, Qu Junzhi's body could not be controlled. He fell to Mo Zebei, and the water also spilled over Mo Zebei.

Fortunately, the water in the cup is not very hot, otherwise it must be burnt.

Du Chenxing hurriedly handed a paper towel to Mo Zebei. Mo Zebei stabilized Qu Junzhi, took the paper, and got up to go to the toilet to deal with it.

Mo Zebei walked in a hurry and confiscated his steps. As soon as he left the back door, he ran into Mu Hanxi who was passing by.

I didn't see who came, but the familiar fragrance lingered in his breath, his body reacted much faster than his brain, and at the moment of the collision, Mo Zebei stretched out his hand to embrace Mu Hanxi, who was stepping on high heels, swaying...

She handles Mu Hanxi’s waist and abdomen with a thin layer of silk fabric. She can feel that this person’s waist is very soft and feels very comfortable...

Qu Junzhi followed Mo Zebei, she stopped suddenly, Qu Junzhi did not stop, and leaned forward and knocked directly on the back of her neck...

Mo Zebei was called back to God by the top/bump on the back of his neck. Looking at Mu Hanxi in his arms, his pupils dilated rapidly, his throat slid up and down, and his voice trembled, "Are you... okay?"

Before Mu Hanxi said anything, Lin Xiaoran spoke first.

"You don't even look at the road when you walk?" Lin Xiaoran snorted, "One is more reckless than the other... Han Xi, are you okay?" She stretched out her hand to help Mu Hanxi.

Mo Zebei slowly let go of his hand, lowered his eyes, and said softly, "Sorry."

"fine."

Mo Zebei stood there, with his hands on his side, he looked obediently, like a kindergarten kid who did something wrong.

Mu Hanxi stretched out her hands and pulled off her sleeves, in a very soft voice: "Follow me."

"Huh?" Mo Zebei raised his eyes, with doubts flashing in his eyes.

Mu Hanxi didn't say it clearly, and smiled at her.

With this smile, she almost took Mo Zebei's soul away...Mo Zebei turned around blankly to follow.

Qu Junzhi held her arm at the sight: "Where are you going?"

Mo Zebei was taken aback for a moment before he said: "There are some things, you should go back to work first."

Qu Junzhi frowned, looked at Mo Zebei's back, reluctantly returned.

"I'm going to class," when he arrived at the office, Lin Xiaoran took the textbook and USB flash drive and said to Mu Hanxi, "We will leave after class," she glanced at Mo Zebei again, "I will hurry back to the classroom soon. "She didn't know what Mu Hanxi asked Mo Zebei to come over, but something happened after all.

As soon as Lin Xiaoran left, there were only a few people left in the office. Except for the three who bowed their heads to prepare for class, it was the two of them.

"Go and change it." Mu Hanxi took out a thin denim shirt from his pocket, which was the first time I saw Mo Zebei wearing it. After work, Mu Hanxi likes to dress casually, and she is used to carrying a piece of regular clothes in her bag. She originally had a job in the afternoon, but the other party had a temporary business, and she postponed it until tomorrow. She thought about having dinner with Lin Xiaoran. Considering that she was fine now, Lin Xiaoran suggested that she should come here earlier and visit the campus by the way.

Mo Zebei lowered his eyes and glanced at his chest. The place was wet with water, his clothes were thin, and he looked a little translucent...

She blushed, understood Mu Hanxi's meaning, took the clothes, and bowed her head to the bathroom to change.

As soon as she entered the bathroom, the class bell rang, and she was not in a hurry, calmed down her excitement and nervousness, and dressed slowly. Mu Hanxi's clothes are very casual. Except for the shorter ones, they fit well.

After grinding in there for a while, she came out.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mu Hanxi retracted his gaze from the window, turned to look at her, and his eyes lit up instantly.

Mo Zebei caught a glimpse of that gaze, his hand tugged unconsciously, his heart began to surge again, and he tried to stabilize his expression: "I...I'm going to class."

Mu Hanxi smiled softly: "Go ahead."

Mo Zebei couldn't move. She pursed her lips and said in response to her heartbeat: "Give me the contact information, the clothes... I will find time to send it to you."

Mu Hanxi was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "Don't be so troublesome, just let your teacher Lin go."

Mo Ze Beichu stayed there, did not speak any more, but looked straight at her.

Mu Hanxi tilted his head and thought for two seconds, and it became clear. She walked to Lin Xiaoran's desk, took out a piece of white paper, wrote her name and mobile phone number on it, and folded it.

Mu Hanxi smiled, turned around and handed the paper over: "Here you are."

"WeChat ID...is it this?" He held the paper in his palm.

Mu Hanxi obviously did not expect this question. His expression was delayed. Just about to answer her, Mo Zebei suddenly turned and ran away. His back was a little flustered: "I'm going to class..." The ending sound disappeared at the door.

Mu Hanxi shook her head amused...

Mo Zebei made a report at the front door of Class 15. Lin Xiaoran turned his head and glanced at Mo Zebei who was wearing Mu Hanxi's clothes. After reacting for a few seconds, he later recalled that Mo Zebei's clothes seemed wet. Up water...

"Come in." She continued to write on the blackboard, but her mind was a little distracted: Mu Hanxi was still so careful and considerate.

Mo Zebei returned to her seat after getting permission. She firmly grasped the piece of paper in her palm, and her chest shook...

When Qu Junzhicong heard the report, he looked at her and caught a glimpse of the clothes on her body. His expression was a bit subtle, his eyes patrolled back and forth on Mo Zebei's upper body...

"Whose clothes are you wearing?" Qu Junzhi asked secretly while Lin Xiaoran was not paying attention.

Mo Zebei put the note in his palm into his pants pocket, and put the T-shirt in the hole of the table: "Mr. Lin... friend."

Qu Junzhi poked the notebook with the tip of his pen: "When I have dinner in the afternoon, I will go back to the dormitory to pick up my clothes for you." Mo Zebei couldn't wear her clothes. She didn't expect this at the time.

"No," Mo Zebei picked up a pen to mark the knowledge points in the book, "I wear this one."

Qu Junzhi paused the pen, sullen his face: "It's up to you."

After the English class, Mo Zebei followed Lin Xiaoran's gaze slowly to the corridor, followed by the corridor of Class 14, and didn't go any further. She leaned her back against the window edge on the side of the corridor, tilting her head to look at the direction Lin Xiaoran was leaving. When Lin Xiaoran turned her head to look over, she turned her gaze away and looked away.

Lin Xiaoran felt a little strange, how did he feel that Mo Zebei was looking at himself?

Thinking that Mu Hanxi was still waiting for herself in the office, she didn't think too much, and moved on.

Mo Zebei wanted to turn around again, but was blocked by Du Chenxing who rushed over.

"You are at the same table as Qu Junzhi and Ding Mingduo," Du Chenxing tugged at her sleeve, "Come on."

Mo Zebei hurriedly followed Du Chenxing into the class after hearing the sound, pulling away the people surrounding the outer layer, and she squeezed in forcefully.

As soon as he squeezed in, he saw Qu Junzhi and was pushed by Ding Mingduo and fell towards her.

Mo Zebei supported Qu Junzhi on his side and stabilized him. Ding Mingduo was also grabbed by the two male class members. There were scratches on his face, dripping with blood, which was obviously scratched by his nails.

The two of them were very excited, and their bodies kept swaying and twisting, looking at the situation, they wanted to fight again.

Mo Zebei restrained Qu Junzhi with both arms, frowning and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

"He just stretched his leg to trip me," Qu Junzhi's voice was angrily, anxious and aggrieved, "He was doing it on purpose!" In the gym class before, he helped others send love letters to Qu Junzhi, but Qu Junzhi ignored him. I think I feel embarrassed, and now I am trying to retaliate.

"You don't look at the road yourself, you deserve it!" Ding Mingduo said and kicked here again.

Mo Zebei was able to avoid the embarrassment of Qu Jun.

Without kicking, Ding Mingduo was anxious, with blue veins on his forehead violent, and cursed: "Whoever pulls me, who is the **** bastard, let me go, let me go!"

Mo Zebei glared at him with a solemn face. This guy even hits girls. It's really useless: "What do you want to do?"

"It's none of your business," Ding Mingduo choked loudly, "Get away!" After he choked, Mo Zebei used his body to bump the two of his people, screaming while bumping, and his cursing was unsound, two boys. Some are unbearable, and the force of his men is much relieved.

Mo Zebei looked at the timing and pulled one of Qu Jun behind him. He lifted his foot and kicked Ding Mingduo, who was struggling to get away. He only heard a bang, Ding Mingduo fell to the ground in embarrassment, and his arrogance went out a little.

Everyone exclaimed, Ding Mingduo screamed with a face drawn.

As soon as he landed at the end of howling, Meng Yuanhao also pulled away from the crowd and rushed in at this time. He held his forehead and glared at Ding Mingduo, grinning and cursing, "You **** dare to move Mo Ze One finger from the north, I will let you walk with a limping in the future!" He didn't know where he got the news, so he hurried over.

Ding Mingduo snorted towards the ground. As soon as he was about to curse back, Lao Hongliang's angry voice rang from the front door: "Little bastard, are you going to rebel!"

The head of the class department temporarily called the head teacher to the conference room for a meeting. As soon as Lao Luo walked halfway, he asked the head teacher to call back.

Mo Zebei reacted very quickly. When he heard Lao Luo's voice, he patted Meng Yuanhao's shoulder and whispered: "Hurry up and go back to your class."

It's two different things for their class to fight with their own people and to involve other classes.

Meng Yuanhao was also clever, twisting his agile body, like a fish, drifting away.

Seeing him running away, Ding Mingduo was itchy with anger!

When Lao Luo came, the crowd dispersed automatically, expanding to make room.

Lao Luo cast a sullen look at Ding Mingduo, who was embarrassed with a cat look. He raised his eyes to look at Qu Junzhi, and then fixed his gaze on Mo Zebei, his tone a little uncertain: "Are you also involved?" On the way here, the squad leader only talked about the quarrel between Ding Mingduo and Qu Jun, but did not talk about Mo Zebei, but Ding Mingduo stared at Mo Zebei with a stinky face...

Mo Zebei nodded.

"Okay," Old Luo raised his hand, "all three of you follow me to the office!"

Mo Zebei walked behind, quietly stretched the shirt that was crumpled while pulling, his eyes were a little distressed...