Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

I don’t have to go to work today. Mu Hanxi is dressed casually. He wears black slim slim-fit trousers with white T. Mo Zebei wears blue breathable sweatpants. They walk together in harmony. There is an age difference of as much as six years.

The two got out of the elevator and walked towards the parking area. Halfway through, Mu Hanxi's cell phone rang, and the ringtone was a very nice English song.

Mu Hanxi motioned to Mo Zebei: "I will answer the call."

Mo Zebei nodded and slowed down.

The person on the other end of the phone is Liu Chuqing, Mu Hanxi’s high school classmate, and they both went abroad to study in the same school.

"Come out for a drink?" Liu Chuqing pushed his notebook aside, got up and walked out, "Relax."

Mu Hanxi glanced at Mo Zebei and said with a smile: "You are late for an appointment."

Liu Chuqing paused: "Any arrangements?"

"Well, I'm going to buy groceries now," she teased her ears, "I will eat with her at home for a while."

"Is it convenient for me to go over and eat?" I just don't know who the person on Mu Hanxi's side is, "I haven't eaten either."

Mu Hanxi covered the receiver and lowered his head to explain in a low voice to Mo Zebei, and Mo Zebei nodded.

"You can come here later, we are now on the way to the supermarket."

"Well," Liu Chuqing walked back again, "Who is that person?"

"A kid."

Liu Chuqing sat back in the office chair again: "I see, see you later."

"it is good."

Just now Mu Hanxi only said that an older sister was coming over for dinner, and didn't say who it was. Mo Zebei was quite curious, but he was not embarrassed to ask.

After a while, Mu Hanxi took the initiative to explain: "She is Liu Chuqing, my friend and the boss I work for now. We have known each other for many years."

"Then Teacher Lin knows this sister?"

"Yes," Mu Hanxi held the car key and pressed the unlock button, "but they are not very familiar with each other, they have only met a few times."

Mo Zebei bent over into the co-pilot and fastened his seat belt.

"When eating together for a while, don't be nervous, she is very easy to get along with."

"I know."

"What do you know?" Mu Hanxi smiled.

Mo Zebei looked out the window, did not answer, and said in a low voice after the meeting: "There is honey in the flowers, and the butterfly is naturally what attracts."

Mu Hanxi was a little surprised: "Where did you read this sentence?"

Mo Zebei was startled at first, then a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and rubbed his knees with his fingertips: "I thought about it myself."

"Little devil," Mu Hanxi praised, "I'm quite literary."

"No," Mo Zebei blushed, "I am not good at liberal arts."

"I feel very good."

Mo Zebei lightly pressed the car window, a breeze hit, and a little bit of warmth on his face flicked away: Hell, how can she be so boastful!

We arrived in a short while, parked the car, and the two of them walked to the supermarket together, entered the entrance, and caught a glimpse of someone pushing a small car. Mo Zebei tilted his head and asked her, "Should we also push one?" She can't cook. I basically have no experience of going to the supermarket to pick vegetables, and I feel that pushing a car is quite ritual.

Mu Hanxi nodded: "Yes, it's more convenient."

The two of them walked for a short distance, passing the beverage area, and Mu Hanxi asked, "Would you like to buy some juice?" She usually drinks more boiled water by herself, but high school students might prefer to drink drinks.

"Let's make some rice porridge and drink it ourselves." Mo Zebei noticed that when she was at Mu Hanxi's house, she served herself warm water every time. There shouldn't be any drinks at home, and she might not be used to drinking these.

"You are so good."

Mo Zebei blushed again when she heard that, she was not behaved, and drinks were always welcome, but she didn't want Mu Hanxi to give in to herself.

The two walked around the fresh food area, and Mo Zebei pushed the trolley close to Mu Hanxi, watching her pick and choose.

"I didn't know how to cook before," Mu Hanxi bagged the picked colored peppers and put them in the cart. "Later, I went to study abroad, because I wanted to eat hometown food, so I tried to cook it myself. I will."

When she bends down and picks things, her hair will naturally fall, her temperament is gentle and demure, and her voice is soft and soft, so that the listener will involuntarily sink into it. Mo Zebei thought to himself, living with people like Mu Hanxi should be very happy, right?

When thinking like this, another question naturally arises: Does Mu Hanxi have a boyfriend now?

Many people like such a beautiful girl...

Mu Hanxi walked a few steps forward, and found that the person hadn't followed, as if he was out of thought.

She didn't go there either, she stood there and waited for Mo Zebei, until the person returned to his senses, and then looked over with deep meaning.

Mu Hanxi didn't understand the meaning of her eyes, and when she wanted to explore it carefully, the little ghost looked as usual.

Mo Zebei continued to push over to follow her, Mu Hanxi didn't think much.

I bought lamb, fresh shrimp and short ribs, which was enough for three people.

Turning his eyes to catch a glimpse of Mo Zebei staring at the fish, Mu Hanxi asked thoughtfully: "Like eating fish?"

"Fortunately," Mo Zebei touched the back of his head, "I'm not very good at probing."

"Then let's buy something with few thorns." Mu Hanxi ordered a mandarin fish.

Mo Ze Beimu dumbly followed, and walked silently to Mu Hanxi's side, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart, and making Sister Mu more expensive.

They spent nearly forty minutes in the supermarket, and it was almost seven when they got home.

Mo Zebei took the initiative to lay hands with her, washing the side dishes and colored peppers, peeling garlic, peeling onions, Mu Hanxi chopping vegetables and meat, the two cooperated tacitly, and Mu Hanxi cooked three dishes after eight o'clock. .

A steamed mandarin fish, a short rib in sugar crisp, and a braised prawn. The three of them had limited food, so they didn't make lamb.

The staple food is biscuits bought from the supermarket, as well as cooked rice porridge.

Ten minutes before the meal was ready, Liu Chuqing came and took a bottle of fine red wine.

Mu Hanxi took the shot and came out of the kitchen to give them a brief introduction: "This is Liu Chuqing, a good friend I have known for many years."

"Sister, good." Mo Zebei nodded softly.

"This is Mo Zebei, a kid I just met recently."

Liu Chuqing raised her eyebrows at Mo Zebei, with a casual tone: "How old are you?"

"18."

Mu Hanxi looked at the question and answer of these two people, it seemed like this: "You two are chatting, I will go to the kitchen to finish." Before she left, she stroked Mo Zebei's shoulder.

Liu Chuqing didn't miss Mu Hanxi's subtle movement. She curled her lips and smiled, and her eyes motioned to Mo Zebei: "Go to the sofa and sit down."

Mo Zebei followed to the sofa.

Liu Chuqing put the red wine in her hand on the coffee table, leaned against the sofa, and looked at Mo Zebei sideways: "Did you just say the first birthday?"

"Um."

"Senior year of high school this year?"

"Yes," Mo Zebei may feel that the reply was too monotonous, and Mo Zebei added, "I am a student of Teacher Lin Xiaoran."

"Oh."

Mo Zebei could not hear the emotion in Liu Chuqing's tone, and did not speak much.

The two chatted a few more words at random, and Mu Hanxi came over to greet the two of them to eat.

Mu Hanxi and Mo Zebei dressed casually, while Liu Chuqing Xu came directly from the company. They looked a little formal. She was dressed like this with a black shirt and cyan trousers, and a pair of delicate black shoes on her feet. It's like going to eat western food.

Seeing Mu Hanxi set the dinner plate, Liu Chuqing rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing her white forearms, and raised the red wine in her hand towards Mu Hanxi. Mu Hanxi understood clearly, washed two goblets, and planned to accompany him. She has a drink.

"Three people," Liu Chuqing said amusedly, "how do you hold two cups?"

"She's still young," Mu Hanxi filled Mo Zebei with a bowl of porridge, "can't drink."

Liu Chuqing raised her eyebrows: "I just asked, she is an adult, don't treat others as children."

When she said this, Mu Hanxi had to ask Mo Zebei's opinion politely: "Would you like to drink it?"

"A little bit." Mo Zebei shook his thumb and index finger, and measured it.

Mu Hanxi was helpless and funny: "Do you really want to drink?"

"It's okay if you don't drink..." It's just that she was curious about the taste of red wine, she had never drank it.

Liu Chuqing interrupted, "Where is the cup? I'll get it."

Mu Hanxi glared at Liu Chuqing, turned to Mo Zebei, and said seriously: "Then you can only drink a little bit."

"it is good."

Mu Hanxi got up, went to wash another goblet, and poured Mo Zebei the height of a small fingernail, just a bite.

Liu Chuqing was a little speechless: "This wine has a low degree, so you don't need to be so careful."

Mu Hanxi ignored it and insisted not to give Mo Zebei a lot of money.

"Come on," Liu Chuqing compromised and began to toast to invite them, "to the first sip of red wine for our children from Mo Zebei."

Mo Zebei also raised his cup, touched Mu Hanxi's cup lightly, and Liu Chuqing's, his face nervous and expectant.

Mu Hanxi touched her back with a smile.

Mo Zebei took a sip and felt it carefully. It was a sour taste, weird, and she frowned imperceptibly.

"Aren't you used to drinking?" Liu Chuqing asked with a smile on her lips.

Mo Zebei put down the cup: "Yeah."

"Han Xi likes to drink red wine," Liu Chuqing clicked on the table with her fingertips. "When we were studying abroad, we often had a drink together."

Mo Zebei cast a glance at Mu Hanxi.

Mu Hanxi looked at her gently, and said: "It's normal to be unaccustomed to drinking for the first time. I didn't like it at the beginning."

Mo Zebei looked down and said nothing.

Mu Hanxi stretched out his finger and lightly tapped the back of Mo Zebei's hand: "Eating vegetables, it will be cold in a while."

Mo Zebei held the chopsticks, sandwiched a piece of mandarin fish, and chewed slowly: "It's delicious."

Mu Hanxi also tasted it.

Liu Chuqing put down the cup, clamped a small row, and his eyes lit up suddenly: "Han Xi, your cooking skills are getting better and better, even better than when you were studying in the UK."

Mu Hanxi smiled: "If you like you, eat more."

Liu Chuqing raised her eyebrows and asked, "I can't eat it, can I pack it?"

Mo Zebei raised his eyes and interjected: "It's so delicious, it must be good."

Mu Hanxi's expression was stunned, and she silently picked up the red wine glass at hand, took a sip, and a little smile appeared in her eyes.

After eating a few small rows, Mo Zebei put his chopsticks on, put on his gloves, and peeled off a few large shrimps, and put all the peeled shrimps in the white porcelain bowl in front of Mu Hanxi. The little mouth was very sweet: " Sister Mu, you have worked hard to make dinner for us."

Liu Chuqing couldn't help but hesitated in her heart: This little Nizi is pretty good at flattering.

Mu Hanxi gladly accepted her kindness, but with courtesy, she also used her public chopsticks to pick up several pieces of mandarin fish for Mo Zebei.

Liu Chuqing pushed her bowl towards Mu Hanxi, with an obvious meaning, asking her to help herself with it.

Mu Hanxi was taken aback, seeing her insisting, so she smiled and caught her a few pieces. Liu Chuqing moved back to the bowl, stretched his eyebrows, and began to lower his head to slowly enjoy the benefits he had asked for.

Of the three people, only Mo Zebei likes to eat fish the most, and Mo Zebei did not know what was going on tonight, always eating in small rows, and the fish didn't move much.

In the end, there were no small ribs and prawns, only mandarin fish.

Before leaving, Mo Zebei hooked up the shoulder strap of his schoolbag, a little embarrassed: "Sister Mu, can I pack mandarin fish?"

Mu Hanxi was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled softly: "Yes, wait for me."

Standing on the side, Liu Chuqing had some hindsight, how did he feel that he was given a routine by this little guy? ? ? ? ? ?