Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

"Han Xi, who's here?" Liu Chuqing sat up from the sofa and walked over.

Mu Hanxi withdrew her hand and whispered to Mo Zebei: "Quickly change your shoes and come in."

"Oh." Mo Zebei lowered his head to change his shoes, feeling that his face was even redder and hotter after being touched by Mu Hanxi.

Liu Chuqing came over and took a look. It turned out that it was the little ghost who packed the mandarin fish last time. She was still running to Mu Hanxi this night...

Mo Zebei bit his scalp and raised his head: "Sister Chuqing, good evening." Her current red crab-like face is really not suitable for greeting people, but it is too rude not to speak in this situation.

"Well," Liu Chuqing only felt even more weird when she caught sight of her flushing face, "Is there something to do with Hanxi?"

Mo Zebei did not answer, but instead turned his eyes to look at Mu Hanxi.

Mu Hanxi patted her arm and said thoughtfully: "You go and wash your face first."

Mo Zebei nodded, walked around Liu Chuqing sideways, put down his schoolbag, and went to the bathroom.

Turning on the faucet, Mo Zebei took half a basin of cold water with the basin, and placed the basin on the sink. She bent over, held her breath and closed her eyes and buried her face in the cold water. The picture of Xi touching her cheek.

She didn't lift her head out of the water until she was almost out of breath, with her hands on both sides of the table, panting for a while, she wiped her face and looked up at herself in the glasses.

The drops of water flowed down her cheeks all the way down her chin, neck, and finally dripped into the round neckline.

When the heat on his face dissipated and the red faded, Mo Zebei opened the bathroom door and went to the balcony. She pulled off a white towel and wiped her face. After wiping her face, she closed her eyes and blew the night breeze on the balcony for a while before returning to the living room.

Seeing her coming, Mu Hanxi patted the sofa beside her: "Come and sit down."

Mo Zebei obediently sat next to her.

Mu Hanxi moved the fruit plate to Mo Zebei: "Your sister Chuqing bought it, taste it."

Mo Zebei stretched out his hand and squeezed a cherry, put it in his mouth and gently bit it with a small tiger tooth, and the sweet and tender juice instantly overflowed his mouth.

Liu Chuqing, who was sitting across from her, raised her eyebrows: "Is it delicious?"

Mo Zebei nodded: "It's delicious."

Liu Chuqing curled her lips and smiled, and then asked, "Isn't it a busy third year in high school?"

"Fortunately." Mo Zebei squeezed another cherry.

This person will always overflow the corners of his mouth when he eats something with juice. Mu Hanxi pulled a tissue and handed it to her.

Mo Zebeixin understood, took the tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth.

Opposite Liu Chuqing covered her mouth and coughed dryly. He took a sip of warm water, pretending to be complacent: "Han Xi, did you like the perfume I brought you from France last time?"

Mu Hanxi nodded slightly.

Like it, Liu Chuqing's expression relaxed a bit.

After receiving a call from Mu Xuanya to ask Mu Hanxi for leave this morning, Liu Chuqing knew that Ruan Xuekai had returned to China. This man pursued Mu Hanxi for several years to no avail, but he still doesn't give up. After working on company affairs at night, Liu Chuqing drove over quickly. She wanted to ask about Ruan Xuekai specifically. Who knows that the kid from Mo Zebei came before her **** was hot. Liu Chuqing was a little depressed, but it was not easy to ask about these things in front of Mo Zebei, so he could only give up in the end.

She will have a video conference tomorrow morning. She has to prepare for it tonight. Now she has to get up and say goodbye: "You two continue to talk. I have something to do. Let's go."

"We will take you." Mu Hanxi and Mo Zebei got up at the same time and took her outside to take the elevator.

After Liu Chuqing left, there were only these two people left, and they walked back in parallel.

"I heard the second sister say that you didn't go home all night last night?" Mu Hanxi couldn't remember the rest of the matter clearly, only some vague fragments remained in her mind.

"Yeah." Mo Zebei didn't mention much. In fact, she didn't know what to say about last night.

"I'm actually drunk, I haven't been drunk much," Mu Hanxi's face was slightly red, "Maybe I drank too much yesterday."

Mo Zebei nodded slightly.

Mu Hanxi was not very clear about what she looked like when she was drunk, but she heard people say that when someone gets drunk, her temperament will change drastically. Bar?"

"No," Mo Zebei smiled, "It's quiet." It's also cute, so cute that it makes people feel soft.

Mu Hanxi breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't want to make any embarrassing behavior in front of the little devil.

The two entered the door and changed their shoes, and Mu Hanxi whispered to her: "You go take a bath, and I will give you medicine in a moment."

"Um."

Mo Zebei took two steps, then looked back: "How many more medicines are needed in total?"

"You are almost healed, apply it again tonight, you don't need to take medicine anymore."

"Oh." A faint sense of loss came to my heart. In other words, there is no reason to come here at night.

She took her pajamas and moved slowly to the bathroom. This time she took a long bath, as if she was trying to delay something, but no matter how she procrastinated, she still had to face it.

Turning off the faucet, she planned to dry her body and change clothes to go out, but suddenly she seemed to have thought of something, her eyes suddenly lit up, she turned on the shower again, and got all her long hair wet.

She usually washes her hair at home. She hasn't washed her hair here. Today, she has the right to be presumptuous...Pour a little Mu Hanxi's shampoo into her palm, and she will move her long hair from top to bottom. Carefully washed it again, this tossing took some time.

She didn't wipe her hair very much, and when she came out, the drops of water were still ticking down the hair.

Mu Hanxi used his laptop to reply to emails in the bedroom, but when he heard the sound of walking, he opened the door and took a look.

"Have you washed your hair?" Mu Hanxi's expression was slightly surprised. This person has never taken a shower in her house.

"Yeah." Mo Ze asked slightly to the north. She just felt that tonight was the last time to take the medicine, and she couldn't come here casually in the future, and she felt a little reluctant, and wanted to take it for a while.

Seeing her hair dripping continuously, Mu Hanxi waved to this person: "Come here."

Mo Zebei walked over obediently holding the towel.

Mu Hanxi took the towel in her hand and groaned: "If your hair is so wet, you will come out."

Mo Zebei blushed and pulled the bottom corner of his pajamas without daring to make a sound.

She did this deliberately, thinking if Mu Hanxi saw it, would she wipe her hair...

"Go to the bed and sit down." This person is taller than himself, and it is not easy to wipe while standing.

"Oh." Mo Zebei squinted and smiled.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Mu Hanqian stood in front of her, lowering her head and carefully helping her to wipe her hair. When the hair was no longer dripping, Mu Hanxi put the towel on Mo Zebei's hand again, bent over to the drawer under the table to get the hairdryer.

After turning on the power and turning on the hair dryer, she blew into her palm first, felt the heat, and felt it was right, then lifted Mo Zebei's hair to help blow the air.

Her movements were gentle, meticulous, and patient. With her movements, Mo Zebei's fingers fiddled with the sheets under her body, making her heart soft and swollen.

After drying her hair thoroughly, Mu Hanxi turned off the hair dryer and said: "After washing your hair, you must dry it in time, otherwise you will get a headache."

"Hmm... I know." The better she is, the more Mo Zebei is reluctant to leave her.

"I'll wash my hands, and I will help you with medicine." She took the towel out and left it on the balcony.

Mo Ze tilted his head and looked out the window. The moonlight was very bright tonight, and the dark clouds did not cover her light.

She was stunned when she watched, thinking that even if she turned into a touch of moonlight, it would be good, so that no matter where Mu Hanxi walks in a dark corner, she can bring a little light to her and accompany her. .....

As soon as Mu Hanxi entered, he noticed that this person was in a daze, followed her gaze and found that this person was looking at the moon.

She walked over gently, sat quietly beside her, and watched with her for a while.

"Little devil," a few minutes passed, the person was still watching, and he didn't know what he was thinking, "it's time to take medicine."

Mo Ze turned his face to the north, staring at Mu Hanxi with both eyes, her eyes seemed to be carrying the moonlight of the galaxy, dazzlingly bright.

Facing those clear eyes, Mu Hanxi couldn't help but shook his mind.

"Mu Hanxi..." Mo Zebei murmured in a daze.

This person called her name, Mu Hanxi's heart trembled for no apparent reason, and a tingling sensation flowed through... Then as if reacting to something, she said in amazement: "What did you call me just now?"

Mo Zebei was called back to God by this question, and his face blushed...

She lowered her head, her palms rubbed her knees, and her brain swiftly moved back to find supplements in time: "I just think the name Mu Hanxi sounds good... I want to ask who can get it for you... ."

Mu Hanxi felt that Mo Zebei's reaction was a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange.

"My mother took it." Mu Hanxi's mother is a well-known literature professor at a certain university, who has made great achievements in her research field.

"Han Xi, Han Xi," Mo Zebei whispered while quickly searching for relevant knowledge reserves in her mind. She suddenly looked up at Mu Hanxi with a smile in her eyes, "The morning sun?"

It really made this kid right, Mu Hanxi smiled: "Didn't you say that your liberal arts are not good?" She didn't forget the literary and artistic words that this kid said before, "There is honey in the flowers, which attracts nature." It's a butterfly".

"My language is okay," Mo Zebei touched the tip of his nose embarrassedly, "maybe because he loves to read extracurricular books."

"English also has a lot of reading materials, very interesting, you can try it later."

"Well," Mo Zebeihu'er asked again, "Sister Mu, has your English been so good all the time?"

Mu Hanxi reached out and touched the top of her hair: "Little devil, it's time to take medicine." Even if Mu Hanxi didn't say it, Mo Zebei guessed the answer. It was always good, but she was humble and embarrassed to say it.

"Your injuries are almost healed, why are you still upset?" When Mu Hanxi helped her apply ointment to her face, she heard this person sigh.

Mo Zebei lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"What's the matter?"

Mo Zebei pursed her lips, but still didn't say, she really couldn't say it.

Mu Hanxi was a little annoyed that this person muffled and did not answer, and poked her forehead with a finger: "Shoulder."

Mo Zebei stretched out his hand to pull the collar to the side, then looked down and said, "Sister Mu, do I look good on my shoulders?"

Mu Hanxi pursed her lips and smiled, but did not answer.

"Sister Mu?"

"what?"

"Why... shouldn't you?"

"I just asked you something, but you didn't answer me..." He said in a grotesque tone.

Mo Zebei blushed and muttered embarrassingly, "It's different."

Mu Hanxi ignored her.

After applying the calf, it's time to wipe the back.

"Get down."

Mo Zebei obediently crawled on the bed and opened his clothes.

After wiping her back, she should go home, the more she thought about it, the more sour her heart became. She reached out and grabbed Mu Hanxi's pillow and placed it on her chin, sniffing the smell on it secretly.

Hu Er raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of a small hair rope, just where the pillow was placed. She stared wide and took a closer look. It was indeed correct. It was a black hair rope without any decorations. The style was very simple. .

She stretched out her long arm and hooked it with her finger. She placed it in her palm and looked at it carefully. The corners of her lips were curved. She turned her face and asked in a low voice: "Sister Mu, can you give me this rope?"

Mu Hanxi raised her eyes and looked down. This string was used to tie her hair in the morning to wash her face.

"Why don't we exchange?" Mo Zebei suddenly thought that if Mu Hanxi is the only one, she would have no use for this person tomorrow morning, "I will give you mine."

Mu Hanxi felt a little funny: "Why do you want to change?"

Mo Zebei didn't answer her question, he reached out and fumbled, and took out a blue hair rope from her pajamas. It was her own.

"I'll give you this." She raised the blue one in her right hand, and held the black one tightly in her left hand.

Mu Hanxi stared at this person's bright eyes for a while, her heart softened, and she muttered.

Mo Zebei grinned, showing two small pointed tiger teeth, very cute.

Mu Hanxi curled her lips unconsciously...