Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

Mu Hanxi froze for a while, then smiled again: "It's so cold inside, why are you still sweating?" She said, taking out a pack of tissues from her bag and handing it to Mo Zebei.

Mo Zebei took it, tore it open, and took out a paper towel to wipe the sweat. There was a faint scent on the paper towel. She sniffed it lightly, and it smelled good.

She didn't return the remaining tissues to Mu Hanxi, and held them directly in her hands.

"Are you waiting for someone?" she asked knowingly.

"Well," someone came from behind, Mu Hanxi freed up a hand to pull her over to her side, "Waiting for you, Teacher Lin."

Mo Zebei glanced at her calmly, pulling the white fingers of her wrist, his heart tightened.

Mo Zebei silently retracted his gaze: "Are you going to eat soon?"

Mu Hanxi turned her eyes to look at her, then nodded, then smiled and asked, "Do you have something delicious to recommend?"

Mo Zebei just wanted to speak, and saw Lin Xiaoran coming over, she stopped what she was about to say: "My friend is still waiting for me, let's go first."

Her words turned abruptly, Mu Hanxi paused, then whispered: "Yeah."

Mo Zebei walked halfway to meet Meng Yuanhao who was coming.

"Who is that girl?" Meng Yuanhao glanced at Mu Hanxi, "How did you meet?" Although she only looked from a distance, she still saw her outstanding temperament.

Mo Zebei moved his body to block Meng Yuanhao's inquiring sight.

She is now 172, Meng Yuanhao 175, the height of the two is not much different.

"Go back to eat," Mo Zebei patted Meng Yuanhao's arm, "I'm hungry."

"Whose girl is that?" Meng Yuanhao didn't see clearly, but thought it should be pretty, "what's her name?"

"She doesn't belong to our school." Mo Zebei left after saying this.

Meng Yuanhao felt that she was a little strange, and obviously answered the wrong question.

He stepped up to keep up and saw Mo Zebei clutching a pack of tissues in his hand, speeding up again: "You get me two pieces of paper, and I will stop by to go to the bathroom."

Mo Zebei immediately put the tissue in his hand in his pocket: "The shabu-shabu store has it. Go there to get it."

Seeing her actions, Meng Yuanhao widened his eyes in disbelief. Mo Zebei was never a stingy person... Now this behavior is too abnormal...

Here Lin Xiaoran walked to Mu Hanxi's side and mumbled and asked: "Who was that person just now? Looks like Mo Zebei..."

"Yes," Mu Hanxi handed her the bag, "It's your small class representative."

Lin Xiaoran glanced at the two people who had walked away again: "You said that Mo Zebei is quite unpredictable," she said while pulling Mu Hanxi away, "She is a little cold and arrogant and doesn't like to care about people. , But I heard from Lao Luo that Meng Yuanhao and Zhou Ruoxin at the same level have a very good relationship with her, and the three of them often stay together."

"Do you not understand how she gets along well with those two people, how can she be so indifferent to others?"

"Um."

"If you guessed it correctly, she and the two should have known each other since childhood."

Lin Xiaoran nodded thoughtfully.

I don’t have a deep contact with Mo Zebei, but from personal experience, Mu Hanxi feels that Mo Zebei is quite easy to get along with...

The two chatted with Mo Zebei and then changed the subject.

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While eating, Meng Yuanhao secretly glanced at Mo Zebei, which was quite normal...but her previous behavior was indeed a bit strange.

Mo Zebei wiped his mouth with a tissue, and glanced at the watch on his wrist: "Eat quickly, there is not enough time."

"Let's go, I'm full." Meng Yuanhao wiped his mouth, opened his seat and got up.

Mo Zebei also got up, and the two rode back to school.

They have a short break today, only half a day off, and they have to go back to study in the evening.

When the two of them were in a hurry on the road, did not speak, stopped the car and headed towards the teaching building, Meng Yuanhao asked, "How is your relationship with Qu Junzhi now?"

"Not bad." Mo Zebei responded casually.

When he was almost on his shift, Mo Zebei found Zhou Ruoxin standing in front of the window in the corridor.

"Where did you and Meng Yuanhao go?" Seeing her coming, Zhou Ruoxin walked over and handed her the bag in her hand.

"Looking at the clothes," Mo Zebei took the bag. "Class is about to start. You can go back to class first."

"Yeah." After Zhou Ruoxin nodded, she took another look before leaving.

After ten seconds, the class bell rang, and the head teacher Lao Luo has not yet come.

As soon as Mo Zebei entered the classroom and sat down, Qu Junzhi asked, "Who is the girl waiting for you outside the corridor?" She quietly glanced at the bag in Mo Zebei's hand...

When I went out to fetch water before, I saw the girl carrying this bag.

Mo Zebei put the bag beside the leg of the table: "She's Zhou Ruoxin."

"Oh," Qu Junzhi withdrew his gaze, "I think you and her and another boy often eat together, don't you have a good relationship?"

"Um."

Qu Junzhi didn't speak any more, picked up the math workbook for an unprecedented time, and started doing it. Her math is pretty poor, and she doesn't like to write math homework.

After the meeting, she began to frown.

On her left is the aisle, on the right is Mo Zebei, and in front is Zhu Dong.

She poked Zhu Dong in front of her with a pen. Zhu Dong turned around with a smile, still stuffing snacks in her mouth, and her words were vague: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay," Qu Junzhi suddenly didn't want to ask him, "You can turn around."

"Oh." Zhu Dong turned around disappointedly.

Qu Junzhi called Zhu Dong's deskmate Gao Jie again, and after she turned her head, she pointed to a place in the workbook and asked, "Do you know this question?"

Gao Jie secretly glanced at the direction of the door, and whispered back: "You ask if it is more convenient for you to be at the same table. Later when Lao Luo came and saw me turning to talk, he had to talk about me."

Qu Junzhi silently withdrew the booklet, his face was a little unhappy.

Mo Zebei stopped writing and glanced at her.

Perceiving her gaze, Qu Junzhi deliberately sullen his face and did not speak. After a while, he asked, "Do you know how to do the question just now?"

"Which question?"

Qu Junzhi frowned: "Forget it, I don't need you to teach."

Mo Zebei felt that she was a little inexplicable.

Du Chenxing, the tablemate on the right of Mo Zebei, glanced at Qu Junzhi’s expression, put his pen cap on his chin, and then touched Mo Zebei lightly with his elbow, whispering: "Qu Junzhi Are you mad at you?"

Mo Zebei continued to write and didn't lift his head: "I didn't mess with her again."

Du Chenxing didn't understand this, so he shook his head and continued to work on the question.

After the first night of self-study, Meng Yuanhao came, and Du Chenxing got up wittily to make room for him.

"When I went back, there was a bag on the table with bread inside, which was quite delicious," Meng Yuanhao quietly glanced at the bag beside the legs of Mo Zebei's table, and asked, "It should have been given by Ruoxin. ?"

"Yeah." The refill was empty, and Mo Zebei replaced it with a new one.

"I just don't know what she gave us is different..." Meng Yuanhao pointed his finger at the desktop.

Hearing this, Mo Zebei put down his pen, reached out and put the bag on the table: "I haven't opened it yet."

Meng Yuanhao looked inward according to the movement of her hand. After Mo Zebei took out the packing box and opened it, he couldn't help but sighed: "Your look is better than mine. That girl is used to eccentric eyes."

Mo Zebei did not respond after hearing this.

Meng Yuanhao glanced at Mo Zebei's golden-colored, sweet-smelling bread, raised his chin, "You break a piece, I want to taste it."

Mo Zebei Yiyan grabbed a piece for him.

"I'll just say yours is delicious." Meng Yuanhao's mouth was bulging, and his tone sounded a little sour.

Mo Zebei grabbed another piece, and gave it to Qu Junzhi next to him: "Do you want to eat?"

"Don't eat!" Qu Junzhi pushed the math book forward hard and left in a huff.

"Oh, that girl is very violent," Meng Yuanhao asked hurriedly, swallowing what was in his mouth, "Why did you mess with her?"

"I didn't mess with it," Mo Zebei said indifferently, eating the bread in his hand, "she may be in a bad mood..."

"Oh..." After Meng Yuanhao finished speaking, he started to break the bread in the box.

Seeing that he liked it, Mo Zebei pushed the box toward him again.

Just before the second class, Meng Yuanhao left, and he ate most of the bread in the box.

In the second night of self-study, Qu Junzhi didn't say a word to her, and Mo Zebei didn't think there was anything.

After class, Mo Zebei left with the two of them.

On the way, Meng Yuanhao casually mentioned an episode of looking for Mo Zebei.

Zhou Ruoxin was a little upset when she heard that, she glanced at Mo Zebei and asked, "Is Qu Junzhi also like this?"

Mo Zebei shook his head lightly.

At the separate intersection, Zhou Ruoxin bit her lip, endured, she passed the car and whispered: "If she has a bad temper and is not easy to get along with, you and Lao Luo propose to switch to the same table."

"She's okay." After saying this, Mo Zebei went in the opposite direction.

Zhou Ruoxin frowned when she watched her leave.

"What's the matter?" Meng Yuanhao noticed something wrong with Zhou Ruoxin's mood.

"Don't bother me," Zhou Ruoxin glared at him again, "annoying."

Seeing Zhou Ruoxin who was riding her bike forward, Meng Yuanhao said to herself with a crooked mouth: "Are the girls all like this? The weather is uncertain." It was fine just now, but why suddenly it changed. .

The first thing Mo Zebei did when he returned to the room was to take out the paper towel in his pocket, open the drawer under the desk next to the bed, put it together with the candy, read it carefully, and then opened his schoolbag to do it. Practice, then take a bath, sleep...