Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

The note read impressively: Mo Shangsang (Duan 1).

Mu Hanxi bit her lip, embarrassed. She knew the meaning behind these five words.

Mo Zebei used a metaphor to praise Mu Hanxi's beauty through this poem by Mo Shangsang, and Mo Zebei also implicitly expressed that she was lost because of Mu Hanxi's beautiful face...

Mu Hanxi couldn't sit still anymore, she got up and whispered: "I'm going to pour a glass of water."

Mo Zebei nodded and continued to work on the question.

When Mu Hanxi closed the door and went out, she immediately lost her pen and quickly patted her cheek.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh am you to write this kind of thing to sister mu, so shy!

After rubbing her cheeks for a long time, she gradually calmed down.

When Mu Hanxi came in again, she brought a glass of honey water: "Drink some honey to moisturize your throat."

Mo Zebei put down the pen, took the cup, and took a few sips with his head down.

Usually it's boiled water...Why did Sister Mu suddenly drink honey water for her? Are you politely complimenting her for her sweetness?

Mo Zebei sipped the honey water, still thinking about it randomly.

When Mo Zebei put the cup and raised his head, Mu Hanxi asked in a low voice, "Will I be sitting next to you affect your study?" When she said this, her face was slightly hot and her expression was a little uncomfortable.

Mo Ze was taken aback to the north, and then he shook his head gently. But in fact it is influential. The person who missed day and night is nearby. How could Mo Zebei remain indifferent...

Seeing her denial, Mu Hanxi relaxed a little, sat up straight, and helped her frame down: "I'm going to start working seriously." She emphasized the word "seriously."

Mo Zebei pressed the tip of his tongue against his upper jaw, holding back his smile.

Two hours passed in a blink of an eye. Except for Mo Zebei who went to the bathroom in the middle, the two of them worked decently and studied diligently at the other time.

After sending the last email, Mu Hanxi raised her wrist and looked at the table below. It was eleven o'clock.

"Boy," Mu Hanxi lightly touched the table, "I'm going to the supermarket to buy some vegetables."

"Oh, good." Mo Zebei stopped writing, closing his cap naturally, and wanted to get up and go with her.

"No," Mu Hanxi subconsciously put her palm on the back of her hand, "I will go by myself, you are here to study."

Mu Hanxi's palm is delicate, soft, and slightly cool... Mo Zebei looked down at the hands between the two, his eyelashes trembling lightly, his chest undulating unevenly.

She looked away with difficulty, and looked at Mu Hanxi's eyes: "Can't I go together?"

Mu Hanxi shook his head: "You are now in your third year of high school, and time is precious."

"It's okay, Sister Mu..."

"I'll be back soon," Mu Hanxi clicked on the back of Mo Zebei's hand with her index and middle fingers, "You are obediently studying here."

Looking at her tender eyes, Mo Zebei couldn't say a word to refuse, so he could only answer: "Okay."

"I'm leaving." Mu Hanxi retracted her hand, put her glasses in the small and exquisite box next to her, and took the clothes to wear when she went out, planning to change in the guest room.

"Yeah." Mo Zebei followed her with his eyes until the bedroom door was closed.

She retracted her gaze and stared at the back of her hand that had just been held by Mu Hanxi. After a moment of loss, she slowly raised her hand and touched her lips with the back of her hand. With just one touch, her face burned badly.

She covered her face and bowed her head for a while, but it was still a bit hot. She went to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water, which made it easier.

Grasping his mind, Mo Zebei began to do the questions seriously.

In about half an hour, Mu Hanxi came back.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Mo Zebei got up and got out of the bedroom.

She walked over and reached out to take what Mu Hanxi was holding.

"Take it directly to the kitchen." Mu Hanxi lowered her head and changed her slippers.

"Good." Mo Ze Beiqian responded.

Putting the ingredients in the vegetable basket in the kitchen, Mo Zebei turned on the faucet and washed his hands. She planned to help Mu Hanxi fight for a while.

Mu Hanxi changed back to home clothes, went to the balcony to get an apron, put it on and fasten it.

When she entered, Mo Zebei was peeling garlic cloves.

"I'm making crucian carp soup for you today." Mu Hanxi teased the hair beside her ears and stood beside Mo Zebei.

Mo Zebei was a little happy, and his tone was unconsciously flying: "I kind of like to drink fish soup."

Mu Hanxi bent down and lowered his head to take out the onion and ginger: "After peeling the garlic, I will wash these two too soon."

Mo Zebei hummed, she likes to lay hands on Mu Hanxi. If she can stay close to her, she will feel close to each other psychologically.

After Mo Zebei finished his work, he watched Mu Hanxi sliced ​​meat next to him.

It was really terrible, Mo Zebei sighed in his heart, as if no matter what Mu Hanxi did, she would be able to attract her attention.

Mu Hanxi was a little awkward being stared at by Mo Zebei. She raised her eyes and glanced at this person: "You go back to the room and do your homework."

"Ah...I have been studying for a long time, so I have to rest my mind." Of course, Mo Zebei didn't want to leave, she just wanted to stay next to Mu Hanxi.

Mu Hanxi raised his wrist and looked at the table below. It was almost twelve o'clock, and it would take an hour for the meal to be ready.

"Then you go to take a nap." Only after you have rested can you have the energy to study.

Mo Zebei's eyebrows beat, and her heart trembled fiercely. She stammered and asked, "Go...where to sleep?"

Mu Hanxi put down the knife and thought about it. The guest room has been unoccupied for a long time, so she has to clean up now. If she goes to her own house...

Mo Zebei pressed his eyebrows and tried to calm down: "I'll go to the sofa and lie down for a while." I don't want her to be embarrassed, and I don't want her to be troublesome.

"How can I do that?" Mu Hanxi washed his hands, "I'm going to clean up the guest room now."

"Don't, it's too much trouble." Mo Zebei subconsciously took her arm.

The atmosphere is a bit stalemate.

After a while, Mu Hanxi asked in a low voice, "Do you mind sleeping in my room?"

The heart was beating fiercely, bang bang bang, violent and rapid, Mo Zebei looked down, tried his best to endure, the blue veins bulged on her forehead... She slowly loosened Mu Hanxi's arm, afraid that she would Unconsciously squeezed her hard.

"Don't mind..." Although she tried very hard to restrain her, her ending still trembled.

Mu Hanxi was actually a little embarrassed... She hummed, turned around and went out: "I'm going to find you pajamas."

Mo Zebei slowly pushed his back against the glass door of the kitchen.

Just thinking about it, her head became dizzy and her legs became limp.

She had no prospects, she scolded herself secretly.

But so happy! The mood is flying like flying in the air on clouds!

Mu Hanxi returned with her pajamas and found that the man was still standing in the kitchen.

"Little devil," Mu Hanxi didn't go in, and called out, "Now I'm going to sleep."

Mo Zebei pinched his thigh vigorously: "Here is it."

"Nothing is particularly suitable. This is the same body that you wore when you applied the medicine before. It has been washed clean." Mu Hanxi handed her the pajamas.

Mo Zebei took it with a blushing face and nodded lightly.

"Go to sleep," Mu Hanxi said softly, "I will call you when the meal is ready."

Mo Zebei pursed his lips, looking at her, his heart was too soft: "Thanks for your hard work, Sister Mu."

Mu Hanxi raised her hand and touched her head: "It's not hard, you're not here, I want to eat too."

Mo Zebei felt that his scalp was numb, and he thought to himself, does Mu Hanxi have any magic power? How come she trembles unbearably when she touches it...

Mu Hanxi turned to the kitchen, and Mo Zebei carried his pajamas to her bedroom.

After closing the door, she slipped into Mu Hanxi's bed and changed her clothes quietly.

The whole process was a little bit difficult, but I was very thirsty.

She folded the changed clothes on the head of the bed, then lay flat, blushing, and slowly shrank into Mu Hanxi Qinxiang's lace quilt.

The smell in her nose was full of Mu Hanxi's smell, and the scent rushed unscrupulously, encroaching on her consciousness, conquering her mind, she was so fascinated, and finally her body reacted...

Mo Zebei squeezed the quilt tightly, trying to resist the heat and tremor in his body.

Within five minutes, all the broken hair on the forehead was soaked...

The air conditioner was clearly turned on in the bedroom, and she seemed to be lying on the edge of the fire, hot and itchy.

She was wrapped in the quilt and twisted, like a fish on the shore seeking the love of the stream, struggling hard...

At the end of this feeling, Mo Zebei's face became red and hot.

Mu Hanxi wants to wake her up when she prepares the meal.

She stood at the door and knocked a few times, but there was no response inside.

Haven't you woken up yet? Mu Hanxi was not sure, and waited on the sofa for five or six minutes.

After a while, Mu Hanxi knocked in the past twice, but still did not respond.

It's not good when the meal is cold, and Mu Hanxi hesitated and unscrewed the door.

She pushed the door in, and as soon as she looked up, she saw Mo Zebei's eyes closed tightly, her whole person curled up in one corner, her face flushed, looking painful and tormented.

Mu Hanxi was taken aback, walked quickly over, bent down and patted, and whispered: "Boy, kid, kid, what's wrong with you?"

Is it a nightmare or a fever?

Mu Hanxi tentatively reached out to touch the temperature on her forehead.

It was so hot, Mu Hanxi withdrew her hand subconsciously.

"Mo Zebei... Mo Zebei..." Mu Hanxi looked anxious, and his voice was anxious.

Xu Ye heard her urgent call, and the man on the bed opened his eyes tiredly.

"I was scared to death..." Mu Hanxi held her cheek and stroked her, "Why didn't you wake up just now?"

Mo Zebei gradually woke up from the state of confusion: "It's okay...I..." Her voice was dumb.

"I'll pour you water." Mu Hanxi wanted to withdraw his hand.

Mo Zebei subconsciously shook her hand, very hard.

"I... my face is so hot, your hands are cold and you feel comfortable."

"Hmm..." Mu Hanxi followed her.

Mo Zebei continued to put his palm against the back of her hand, reluctant to take it away. Although this person is the source of heat for him right now, but if he can choose, no matter how uncomfortable and uncomfortable, Mo Zebei does not want to let go.

"I'll take your body temperature in a moment," Mu Hanxi's face was a little worried, "I think you may have a fever."

"No," Mo Zebei was ashamed, "I just had a dream and didn't have a fever."

At the moment when her consciousness was blurred, she seemed to have fallen into a source of flowers outside of the world, where there were flowers like brocades, vanilla Yiyi, white mist lingering, and streams trickling. She wandered in this beautiful scenery, and then heard a soft call, she Looking for the confusing voice and chasing it all the way...

Finally, I saw the scene of the beauty playing in the water.

The beauty swims lightly in the warm spring water like a fish, with a graceful posture and attractive curves...

After a careful look, the beauty was clearly the one that Mo Zebei was thinking about, day and night.

With such a big visual stimulus, she didn't immediately shed nosebleeds, and she was considered to have tenacious willpower...