Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

After the fierce and vigorous experience, Wei Lan fell asleep until two o'clock in the afternoon the next day.

Afterwards, Lin Xiaoran helped her scrub her body and massaged her.

She ate dinner at Lin's house, and then she went home by herself.

Mother Wei followed her to the bedroom with a gossiping look: "How is it? Is there any progress?"

"Mom," Wei Lan said with a hoarse voice, rubbing her temples with a tired expression, "Pour me a glass of water first."

Mother Wei glanced at her suspiciously, got up and poured a glass of warm water over.

Wei Lan drank half a glass of water, then lay down again.

"Don't just go to sleep," Mother Wei tugged at the quilt. "Tell her specifically."

Wei Lan's eyelids lifted: "Mom, do you have to ask about this kind of thing?"

This kind of thing? Mother Wei slowly typed a question in her heart...

"Lan'er, tell your mom the truth," Wei's mother's face became more serious than she was just now. "What did you two do yesterday?"

"Widow and orphan lying on a bed, what else can you do besides sleeping?"

Mother Wei's eyebrows jumped, she unconsciously held Wei Lan's hand, and said nervously, "What kind of sleep is it?"

"It's..." A thin layer of red was dyed on Wei Lan's cheeks, "The adult kind, sleeps ashamed."

Mother Wei's pupils quake, shocked, and then angrily poke Wei Lan's forehead with her finger: "Are you stupid! How can you hand over your body so quickly!"

"Mom, you misunderstood," Wei Lan panicked shamelessly, "I put her to sleep."

Mother Wei was stunned, her eyes gradually losing focus, her lips trembled, and she didn't utter a word.

"I took the initiative to hook her last night," Wei Lan sat up and curled up her curls. "She didn't resist the temptation, so I was captured in the end."

Wei Muwu digested her for a while, and after slowing down, she frowned and scolded her a few words.

Wei Lan curled her lips and said innocently aggrieved: "I didn't mean that at first, it was because you rushed to ask me to be nice to her. Now that the raw rice has been cooked, you call me in turn. I really don't understand you... Or is it wrong no matter what I do?"

Mother Wei sighed, she was a little hastily before, but who would have thought that Wei Lan would shoot so soon.

Wei Lan took advantage of Wei's mother's six gods and no masters, and screamed: "Mom, Xiaoran has never been in a relationship before. It was her first time last night..."

Wei Lan was only half talking, and Wei's mother got up full of guilt.

"Mom, where are you going?"

"I'm going to boil some chicken soup to replenish Xiaoran's body."

Wei Lan covered her mouth and laughed, and then shouted in her throat: "Mom, boil up more, I also need to make up!"

At ten o'clock in the evening, Mother Wei brought the chicken soup and dragged Wei Lan to Lin's house.

"You have to learn to feel sorry for people in the future," Wei's mother said, "you have to know, everyone's innocence is given to you."

"Oh, I know, I know, I'll feed her chicken soup myself in a while."

Mother Wei nodded in satisfaction.

When she arrived at the Lin's house, Wei's mother first gave Lin Xiaoran a warm and cold question, and then sat on the sofa beside her, staring at Wei Lan and feeding Lin Xiaoran a bite of chicken soup.

Lin Xiaoran, who was initially losing weight, drank all the chicken soup, and there was no meat left.

After the mother and daughter left, Lin Xiaoran took out the phone and sent Wei Lan WeChat.

【what's the situation? Why did your mother specially make chicken soup for me all night? 】

Wei Lan raised her eyebrows.

[My mother and I said, I put you to bed last night, she is feeling guilty now, and she may have to give you a meal tomorrow, so be mentally prepared! 】

Lin Xiaoran curled her lips and smiled.

[Even if I get fattened by my aunt, you will be crushed in the end! 】

Wei Lan was a little embarrassed.

[Less proud! When I come back from the counterattack one day, I will see you can get out of bed! It won't work to beg me at that time! 】

Lin Xiaoran touched the tip of his nose, turned on keep, and followed up with two sets of weight-loss exercises. Wei Lan didn’t rest either, supporting her tired body, searching for tricks to increase muscle mass and reduce fat. She was still writhing in bed at night. The two secretly competed...

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During the winter vacation, Mo Zebei prepared for the postgraduate re-examination and was busy with his graduation thesis.

Mu Fu and Mu Hanxi contacted and consulted on matters related to bone marrow fertility technology through their personal connections.

By mid-February, Mo Zebei's preliminary examination results for graduate students could be found, with a total score of 420, English One 74, Politics 76, and two professional courses 270.

Last year, the highest score in the written test for this major was less than 400. If nothing else, Mo Zebei should be the first in this year's written test.

In mid-March, the Education Bureau announced the national line for postgraduate entrance examinations, and major universities began to organize re-examinations one after another.

At the end of March, University B, where Mo Zebei applied for the exam, also issued a re-examination notice. Because of the small number of people, the physical examination and the re-examination of professional courses were completed on the same day.

It was Saturday, but Mu Hanxi was on a business trip and couldn't come back, so Professor Mu drove her to accompany her on the same day.

In the morning physical examination, Professor Mu ran up and down with Mo Zebei and accompanied him throughout the whole process.

After the physical examination, the two went to the canteen of B big to have lunch.

Professor Mu's Ph.D. was in University B. He returned to his alma mater again. Looking at the grass and trees in front of him, Professor Mu's eyes showed a bit of nostalgia, as if for a moment, he returned to the period of hard study and tirelessness. Years.

She led Mo Zebei to the shore of the Weiming Lake where she used to go, and the two of them sat down on a bench.

Professor Mu asked Mo Zebei to rest on her lap, so as not to lose energy in the afternoon.

Mo Ze was lying on his side with his eyes closed, Professor Mu rubbed her short hair, softly talking about the past.

Mo Zebei gradually fell asleep, still snoring lightly.

Professor Mu fondly stroked Mo Zebei's eyebrows and hummed an unknown ballad in his mouth.

An old retired professor from the College of Liberal Arts came here for a walk. He has a good relationship with Professor Mu. He is a few years older than Professor Mu. The two of them often conducted academic discussions before, but they were not common. I never thought they met here today. .

He sat on a brown wooden chair not far from Professor Mu, and started talking with him. Xu was thinking that Mo Zebei was sleeping, and neither of them consciously lowered their voices.

"When the retest of this doll is over, you take her to my place and have a casual meal. Let's relive the past."

Professor Mu responded with a smile.

"Then I'll go back first," the old man got up, "tell your sister-in-law and ask her to prepare some food for us in advance."

"Well, the road is slower."

The old man nodded and walked away slowly with his hands behind his back.

At half past one in the afternoon, Professor Mu gently awakened Mo Zebei.

After Mo Zebei woke up, he intimately helped Professor Mu rub his slightly sore legs.

"I will go around the campus in a while, give me a call when you are finished, and I will take you to an uncle's house for dinner." Professor Mu helped her tidy up the shirt in the sweater.

"Okay," Mo Zebei gently embraced Professor Xiamu, "Mom, I'm going."

"Well, don't be nervous," Professor Mu dialed her broken hair, "you're fine."

Mo Zebei grinned, rubbed Professor Cengmu's shoulder, got up and left.

After Mo Zebei walked far away, Professor Mu called Mu Hanxi back and briefly talked about the situation here.

At about 5:30 in the afternoon, Mo Zebei's retest was over.

The two drove to the old professor's house. Professor Lu Lu introduced her to the old professor's identity.

"His surname is Ding. You can call him Uncle Ding when he arrives. He and I are professionals and can be regarded as one of my predecessors."

Mo Zebei nodded: "Mom, I know."

"He likes to have a drink," Professor Mu smiled with a curled lips, "You have two more drinks with him tonight."

"OK."

When he arrived at the gate of the community where the old professor lived, he and his wife Han had already waited there in advance, and Mo Zebei parked the car outside the community.

"The food is ready," Professor Ding said with a smile on his back, "I'm just waiting for you two."

"Good uncle, good aunt." Mo Zebei greeted politely.

"This child is really tall," Han exclaimed, "I feel like I'm almost catching up with our Fuxin family." Fuxin is Professor Ding's only son, 37 this year, and is now in the Department of Biology of University B. He teaches in the college and is expected to be promoted to associate professor next year.

The four of them talked and laughed and took the elevator upstairs. As soon as they entered the door, Professor Mu received a call from Mu's father and asked them when they would go back.

"Forgot to tell you. I met Big Brother Ding at school today. We ate here tonight."

Mufu was silent, and then called Professor Ding again, saying that he hadn't seen him for a long time, and he wanted to come and drink with him.

Professor Ding responded happily on his face, but in his heart he was smiling Mu Huaiyi clinging to others. He was so old that he couldn't do without Professor Mu.

Han's prepared all home-cooked dishes, fried spicy bacon with hot peppers, scrambled eggs with toon, roasted sirloin with potatoes, and stewed mandarin fish. The staple food is Sanxian dumplings.

After Mu Fu came over, Professor Ding took out the treasured Moutai. Mo Zebei and Mu Fu had a few drinks with him. The old man was very happy.

After drinking for three rounds, Father Mu was drunk. He patted Mo Zebei, with an old face flushed, and said proudly to Professor Ding: "This is my son-in-law. He is six years younger than my Xiaoxi. He is very nice, I know. He loves his wife, knows how to cook, has filial piety, often accompanies me to play chess, accompanies my wife to read books, and is also very caring, as long as he has time, he will play with dogs..." He said and burped a drink, "she She has a stable temper and good physical talent. What's more commendable is that she is very easy to learn, diligent and motivated... Our whole family likes her, she is our baby... Xiao Xi can find such a good object probably because she cultivated in her previous life. Blessed..."

Mo Zebei, who was on the side, was boasted of being stupid. He tried to suppress the slightly raised corner of his mouth, trying to laugh but holding back.

Professor Ding held the cup and gently touched Mu Fu, whose eyes were blurred: "This kid is really good. Your daughter should have obtained your true biography. She has a good eye for picking people." He drank foreign ink, thought ahead, enlightened and democratic. It never discriminates against same-sex love, and even wrote advocacy articles, hoping that society and the people can increase tolerance and treat every love equally.

Mufu laughed with joy when he heard this.

Professor Mu didn't drink during the period. In the evening, she drove the two of them home. Mo Zebei sat in the back and took care of the drunk Mufu. Mufu shook his head and hummed a little song, looking very happy.

Because of academic exchanges, when he was young, Professor Mu once admired Professor Ding. He felt that he was knowledgeable, original insights, and innovative. He praised him more than once in front of Mu Fu, and every time Mu Fu would secretly get jealous in his heart. Helplessly, he and Professor Ding are not in the same field, and they are not comparable. For so many years, Mu's father has always wondered if there is any chance to let Professor Ding praise him in front of Professor Mu. Now he has got his wish...

Mu's father squinted and smiled, as happy as a child. He rubbed Mo Zebei's head: "What a good baby."

"Mom," Mo Zebei called to Professor Shengmu, "Did your dad's emotions be too exaggerated today?"

Professor Mu bends his lips with a gentle expression: "He is very satisfied with you."

Mo Zebei pursed his lips and looked at the lights of Wanjia outside the window, warm ripples in the lake.