Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

Both of them were in this position, and the child still didn't know how to constrain, laughing and poking Mu Hanxi's knee with a toy gun. The child's grandmother was beside him, talking coaxing words on her mouth, but she didn't stop her hands.

Mo Zebei was a little annoyed when she saw the situation, she glared at the kid, and said fiercely: "Repay the skin!"

Hearing this, the little kid who wanted to continue messing around was frightened. After raising his eyes to Mo Zebei's cold eyes, he shrank his neck unconsciously.

The old lady's expression was unpleasant, she gave Mo Zebei a sharp look, pulled her grandson over, and murmured a few words without breaking her mouth.

Mu Hanxi glanced at Mo Zebei, who was wringing her eyebrows, and caressed the back of her hand that was on her waist tenderly, and when she saw her brows stretched out, he withdrew her hand. Realizing that she was still in her arms, she wanted to remind her, and bit her lip to hold her back...

After a few more seconds, Mu Hanxi whispered softly: "Here."

"Yeah." Mo Ze's north face was a little hot, and he slowly let go of his hand.

She should have let go just now, but her hands seemed to have her own consciousness, and she couldn't bear to let go, and Mu Hanxi didn't say a word to remind her, she just hugged for a while more cheeky.

After exiting the elevator door, the two of them walked out side by side without speaking. When approaching the door, Mu Hanxi glanced at her with a relaxed tone: "You are just so fierce."

Mo Zebei's eyelashes trembled when he heard this, and his face turned red: "It's okay." Who would let that stinky kid bully you.

There was a little smile hidden in Mu Hanxi's eyes, she didn't say anything, turned around and took out the key to open the door and turn on the light.

"Come here," Mu Hanxi bent down and gave her a pair of blue and white flimsy slippers. They were new. "You try it is not appropriate."

Mo Zebei liked the color and pattern quite a lot. She pursed her lips and replaced it under Mu Hanxi's gentle gaze: "The size is just right."

Mu Hanxi pulled the hair around her ears: "These shoes match you very well."

She boasted like this, and the heat on Mo Zebei's face increased a bit.

"Like it?"

"Well," Mo Zebei held back his shame, "I like this style."

"That's good," Mu Hanxi led her inside, and then explained, "My second sister bought several pairs online. She sent me one pair this morning. I tried it on. It was a little bigger," she paused. After a moment, a bit of embarrassment appeared on the face, "If you don't mind..."

"Don't mind!" Before Mu Hanxi finished speaking, she rushed to answer.

Mu Hanxi was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but smile: I feel that this person is quite cute.

Mo Zebei's face was flushed immediately after the reaction, and her performance just now was too eager, so embarrassing.

"I... I'll go to the bathroom."

Mu Han Xin sounded.

Mo Zebei put the schoolbag behind him on the sofa, and then hurriedly went to the bathroom.

I washed my face several times with clean water at the sink and waited until the heat on the face had completely subsided. When she came out, she happened to face Mu Hanxi who was holding tomatoes and eggs.

"There are towels on the balcony," Mu Hanxi pointed at Mo Zebei's face with water drops still on his face, "Go wipe your face."

"Good." Mo Zebei ran over in slippers.

Mu Hanxi smiled and went to the kitchen.

Wiping her face clean, Mo Zebei slid to the kitchen again. She stood stubbornly at the door and asked, "Is there anything I can do with it?" She doesn't know much about the kitchen, but Mu Hanxi is doing it for her. Busy, she is not easy to sit and wait, and she really wants to be with that person.

Mu Hanxi was cutting and scalding peeled tomatoes. Hearing this, she stopped and looked up at her: "Then you help me break up the eggs in the bowl."

"Yes." She should be able to do this well. Mo Zebei began to beat the egg liquid seriously.

After putting the chopped tomatoes on the plate, Mu Hanxi asked her, "Do you want to eat garlic and shallots?"

"Eat it all, I don't pick it."

"Um...very good."

The tip of Mo Zebei's ears became hot, and he stopped and aimed at her. Mu Hanxi turned to look over if he felt something.

Mo Zebei switched back to beating eggs seriously.

Mu Hanxi felt a little funny: "It's okay." It's all frothy, and you can make a cake if you continue to hit it.

Mo Zebei stopped and pursed his lips. Just about to speak, Mu Hanxi seemed like a roundworm in her stomach. First she said: "Help me peel a few cloves of garlic..."

Mo Zebei put down the whisk and the bowl, and then began to peel the garlic. Her lips were smiling, and she felt Mu Hanxi understood her well.

She peeled the garlic cloves and went to see Mu Hanxi.

Mu Hanxi said gently: "Okay, I will do the rest. You can watch TV in the hall or do homework in my bedroom." There are no suitable tables and chairs in the room.

"Then... I went out?" Mo Zebei's small eyes showed a little bit of reluctance, Mu Hanxi was busy washing the vegetables, but didn't see it.

"it is good."

Not to mention that she wants to behave well in front of Mu Hanxi, even at home, she also has to do homework.

She took her schoolbag from the sofa and pushed the door to Mu Hanxi's bedroom.

There is a faint fragrance in the interior, and the furnishings are very simple: the wardrobe stands on the left side of the bed, and the thin sheets are neatly stacked. There is a pure white wooden table in the upper right corner of the bed, facing the window.

Mo Zebei walked in with the shoulder strap of his schoolbag in his hand, pulled out the rectangular cushion seat, and sat at the table. Today, the moon cannot be seen on a cloudy day. If the weather is good, the moonlight can be admired here.

Mo Zebei's thoughts flew for a while, and when she heard the approaching footsteps, she closed her mind and took out English textbooks, workbooks, and analysis books in turn.

Mu Hanxi knocked on the door, and she came in after Mo Zebei answered.

Mu Hanxi brought her a cup of warm water.

Mo Zebei took it and took a sip.

Mu Hanxi didn't look much, and didn't have any extra words. He sent water and went out.

When she came in, Mo Zebei was very nervous, and English was her worst subject...Fortunately, she didn't ask anything, Mo Zebei was thankful.

More than ten minutes later, Mu Hanxi knocked on the door again and called her, this time calling her to eat.

When she went out, Mu Hanxi had already fished out the noodles and put the bowl on the table: there were two bowls of noodles, one more and one less, but even the less one had half a bowl.

Mo Zebei was a little stunned. Mu Hanxi should have had dinner with Teacher Lin. This is to avoid embarrassment to accompany him to eat together.

Mo Zebei's heart suddenly burst into a warm current, flowing comfortably in his blood.

"Sit down," Mu Hanxi smiled at her, "How about it taste."

Mo Zebei sat down obediently, held his chopsticks, hesitated for two seconds, and asked in a low voice, "Um...Can you give me some noodles from your bowl?"

The surprise flashed across Mu Hanxi's face, and then asked, "Are you not enough to eat?"

Mo Zebei lowered his head and looked at the desktop, muffled: "Yeah." I was worried that you were holding it.

Mu Hanxi thought about it again, as if she understood her intentions, but didn't reveal it. Following her meaning, she used public chopsticks to dial some of her.

"Is it enough?"

Mo Zebei glanced at the noodles in Mu Hanxi's bowl: "Call some more."

Mu Hanxi's eyebrows were dyed and smiled, and she deliberately asked amusedly: "You have a lot of appetite?"

"Yes," Mo Zebei added in order to appear convincing, "I'm just now when I am growing up."

"Then I should make you something nutritious."

Mo Zebei immediately spoke for her: "I think this is good. You can't eat too well at night. It's not only difficult to digest, but also unhealthy."

Mu Hanxi never felt that Mo Zebei was not easy to get along with, but instead felt that this kid would rather worry about the feelings of others.

Seeing that Mo Zebei's bowl couldn't fit anymore, Mu Hanxi couldn't laugh or cry: "Is it all right?"

She raised her eyes and looked at her. There was not much noodles left in Mu Hanxi's bowl. She was relieved: "It's okay."

The two began to bow their heads to eat noodles. In order not to be embarrassed, Mo Zebei took the initiative to talk: "You just said that the slippers were sent by your second elder sister. Are they your own sister?"

"No," Mu Hanxi handed her a tissue, "It's my second uncle's sister, two years older than me."

"Yeah." Mo Zebei took the tissue, wiped his mouth, and bit the tender egg yolk.

"I am the only child in our family." Mu Hanxi took a cup of warm water.

Mo Zebeiwu smiled slightly: "Me too."

Rarely to see her smile, Mu Hanxi found that this person looked pretty when he smiled, and it was completely different from when he was not smiling.

After eating half of the noodles, Mo Zebei couldn't help but bring out the topic he was worried about: "Listen to Teacher Lin, you will leave after a few months here."

"Well," Mu Hanxi was a little surprised. Lin Xiaoran would say this to Mo Zebei, but he felt nothing. "I have a very good friend who invested and started a company here. I'll come and help."

"Oh." Mo Zebei ate his noodles in a small bite.

Mo Zebei took a sip of the noodle soup and asked, "Where are you from?"

Mu Hanxi deliberately teased her: "This, did your teacher Lin tell you?"

"No." Mo Zebeixin said that I haven't asked yet. Of course, I want to ask you directly instead of asking her.

Mu Hanxi felt that there was nothing to hide: "City B, but the ancestral home is in City H."

"Both of these are good places."

"Have you been there?"

"No." I want to go in the future.

Mo Zebei hadn't had a clear goal on which city to go to for the university before, but now he has decided to take the university in City B.

"When you go to university in the future, you will have more free time. You can travel to your favorite city and see the outside world."

Mo Zebei opened his mouth to say something, then held back, and finally only lowered his head.

After eating the noodles, Mo Zebei took the initiative to ask Ying to clean the bowl, and Mu Hanxi let her go.

It's not too early to finish this, so it's time to pack up and leave.

Mo Zebei is still wearing Mu Hanxi's denim shirt, and he is supposed to have come to their house. It was just right to go back at this time, but she was reluctant to bear it, so she used the delaying tactics: "This dress still has the clothes I wore before. I will wash the T-shirt before returning it to you."

Mu Hanxi wanted to say that there is no need to be so troublesome. Seeing the seriousness in her eyes, she turned a corner unconsciously: "Yes."

Hearing this, Mo Zebei looked like a successful little fox, with a sly gleam in his eyes, which was fleeting, and then he sullenly tried to maintain his usual expression.

It's just that I'm going to the door, Mu Hanxi didn't even mention the slippers.

Mo Zebei touched the tooth shell with a small force with the tip of his tongue, blushing, "Slippers...send me?" Mo Zebei wanted to kill himself who had been rashly answering before, and now he had to take the initiative to mention it with a cheeky face. This matter.

Mu Hanxi hadn't forgotten this, but was amused, wanting to see someone's reaction.

Yu Guang glanced at her red face, and Mu Hanxi was cheerful in her heart: "Send you, you wear better than mine." She is really cute.

"Thank you... Sister Mu." Sister Mu's three words, Mo Zebei bit lightly.

Mu Hanxi smiled at the corners of Mu Hanxi's lips.