Abducted the female teacher's best friend

After going to bed and lying down, Mo Zebei blushed and folded Mu Hanxi's pajamas into long strips to cover his eyes. There was a faint fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose, which was the smell of that person...

The rain stopped at night, but it ticked again at four or five o'clock in the morning, but it stopped falling when Mo Zebei went out.

After an autumn rain, the surrounding temperature dropped a lot.

In the early morning, the coolness came from riding a bicycle, the weather was cold and the heart was warm, Mo Zebei had a smile on his face, and the tail of his hair was flowing in the wind.

When she arrived at school, she didn't go back to the classroom, but went directly to the English office with her schoolbag on her back.

Lin Xiaoran was leaning on the seat, closing her eyes and rubbing her temples, only when she heard approaching footsteps did she let go and raise her eyes.

"Ms. Lin, this is... Sister Mu's umbrella." Mo Zebei put the umbrella on her desk.

"Ah."

After returning the umbrella, she was supposed to leave, but seeing that she was still standing here and didn't intend to leave, Lin Xiaoran was a bit puzzled: "Is there anything else?"

Mo Zebei pursed his lips, glanced at Lin Xiaoran, then shook his head and said in a low voice, "It's okay, I'm back to class, Teacher Lin."

Although she memorized Mu Hanxi's phone number, she didn't get it in an aboveboard way. If she wanted to contact her in the future, it would be difficult to explain, but she asked Lin Xiaoran directly, and she was afraid that the intention would be too obvious, and the other party would think too much, so she finally gave up.

After returning to class, as soon as Mo Zebei sat down, Qu Junzhi asked her for a math workbook.

After the morning reading class, I have to hand in my math homework. The task assigned by the head teacher is not perfunctory. Besides, the self-study Qu Junzhi was invited by Lao Luo to the office alone to criticize the education...

Mo Zebei took out the exercise book from his schoolbag and gave it to her, and then took out the English textbook to read.

One of these two people copied their homework with a pen, and the other bowed their heads and recited words carefully, which was different from usual.

When Du Chenxing was reciting the book, he glanced at the two people, stroked his chin, and took a sip of water. In the end, he couldn't hold back. He moved closer to Mo Zebei, and whispered: "I think... .There's something wrong with you two."

"?" Mo Zebei didn't raise his head, his eyes were fixed on the word list, and he hummed a question in his nose.

Du Chenxing still wanted to cover his mouth and continue muttering a few words, but when he saw Lin Xiaoran stepping in on high heels, he stopped talking in time.

But he was not as focused on endorsing today as he was in the past, and he even spared some energy to sneak a peek at the movements of the two of them, only to see Qu Junzhi secretly asking Mo Zebei a math problem, and after Mo Zebei explained it to her, Qu Junzhi followed He also corrected the pronunciation of an English word in Mo Zebei. This time and again, let alone a tacit understanding, it seemed as if it had been negotiated.

After class, the two of them did not leave their seats, their heads were together, either Mo Zebei taught Qu Junzhi mathematics, or Qu Junzhi taught Mo Zebei English.Qu Junzhi studied in a foreign language middle school before transferring to another school. His English pronunciation is not only pure, but also nice.

The whole morning, the two of them had a more fulfilling life than anyone else, and Du Chenxing was dumbfounded by the side.

When it was meal time, everyone ran to the cafeteria, but the two of them ran to the toilet, and they didn't even bother to go to the bathroom during class to discuss problems.

Mo Zebei came out before Qu Junzhi, and she waited outside.

Qu Junzhi had her own thoughts, she wanted to have lunch with Mo Zebei, but she was too embarrassed to mention it, so she lingered in it for a while before washing her hands and coming out.

"Let's go." As soon as Mo Zebei turned around, he saw Zhou Ruoxin and Meng Yuanhao not far away.

"I waited for you downstairs for a while, but I didn't see you coming." Meng Yuanhao pulled Zhou Ruoxin's shoulder sleeve and walked towards Mo Zebei. "Why are you so slow today?" Zhou Ruoxin had a natural expression but was looking at Mo Zebei When the person behind him was Mr. Qu, he frowned imperceptibly.

"I was late for going to the toilet." When Mo Zebei walked forward, she found that Qu Junzhi hadn't followed. She turned around and asked, "Would you like to eat with us at noon?" Mo Zebei knew that Qu Junzhi had his own Fanyou, it's just that because of the discussion today, Qu Junzhi didn't let them wait, and let those people go first.

Qu Junzhi saw Zhou Ruoxin's unhappiness and Meng Yuanhao's doubts. She avoided the eyes of the two, walked to the right back side of Mo Zebei, and nodded.

Mo Zebei didn't notice that there was anything wrong with the atmosphere, she walked forward on her own, and Qu Junzhi followed closely behind her.

It was only when he arrived at the dining table in the cafeteria that Mo Zebei belatedly noticed something unusual.

During the meal, Zhou Ruoxin didn't say a word, she almost didn't even raise her head, and she didn't move the food Meng Yuanhao gave her.

Such obvious unhappiness is hard to ignore.

Mo Ze took a sip of porridge in the north, and looked up at Zhou Ruoxin.

Before Mo Zebei had any other reaction, Zhou Ruoxin got up and said, "I'm full." Her words were indifferent, with no emotion on her face, and she left after speaking.

Meng Yuanhao hurriedly put down his chopsticks, looked at Zhou Ruoxin's retreating back, and hurriedly said to the two, "I'm full too."

Mo Zebei looked away from Zhou Ruoxin, lowered his eyes and hummed.

"I'll go back first," Meng Yuanhao paused, "You two... eat slowly."

As soon as Meng Yuanhao walked away, Qu Junzhi also put down his chopsticks, and Mo Zebei continued to sip the porridge: "You don't want to eat?"

Qu Junzhi was silent, and then said: "She is angry with me."

Hearing the sound, Mo Zebei put down the spoon, thought for a few seconds, and said, "Don't think too much about it."

"Oh." Qu Junzhi's voice was muffled.

After the two of them finished eating, when they passed by the canteen, Mo Zebei went in and bought a package of sandwich biscuits.

Qu Junzhi turned his head away, kicked the small stone beside his feet, and said in an unhappy tone, "Are you going to use this to coax her?"

Mo Zebei didn't answer, and after a while, he said softly: "She likes to eat this." Mo Zebei is not good at coaxing people, but she knows that eating what she likes will make people feel better.

Qu Junzhi frowned, quickened his pace depressedly, and ignored Mo Zebei on the way...

During the break of the first class in the afternoon, Mo Zebei went to the third floor to find Zhou Ruoxin.

Zhou Ruoxin came out awkwardly, saw her holding her favorite biscuit in her hand, most of her anger subsided, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Mo Zebei seldom came to the third floor to look for her, and he was not good at coaxing people. It is very rare to be able to do this today.

Not mentioning the fact that Zhou Ruoxin left in anger at noon, Mo Zebei handed her the biscuit directly: "You eat less at noon."

Zhou Ruoxin held back for two seconds, but still took it, and squeezed the packaging bag vigorously in her hand. After a while, she still couldn't hold back, and asked, "Are you on good terms with Qu Junzhi now?"

"It's okay, it's the same table relationship."

It's just the relationship at the same table... Zhou Ruoxin bit her lip and wanted to ask: Then why did you ask her to have dinner with us?

Their small group of three had been established a long time ago, and Zhou Ruoxin naturally didn't mind others joining in unexpectedly, of course there were some other personal emotions mixed in.

It's just that before she could ask, Meng Yuanhao came over. This man annoyed her all afternoon during the lunch break, and stayed in her classroom all the time. Now, he came over again after class.

After Meng Yuanhao came out of the men's room, he went straight to Zhou Ruoxin's classroom, and unexpectedly ran into them in the corridor.

"Are you angry?" Seeing that Zhou Ruoxin was no longer cold-faced, Meng Yuanhao raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

Zhou Ruoxin glanced at Mo Zebei, immediately glared at Meng Yuanhao and denied, "Who says I'm angry!"

"You're going to be an angry toad at noon..." Before he finished speaking, Zhou Ruoxin stepped on him hard, and Meng Yuanhao screamed in pain.

Meng Yuanhao held his right leg with a painful expression, screaming and turning in circles on the spot, and at the same time he did not forget to say angrily: "Do you have any conscience! You are in a bad mood, and I will accompany you all afternoon!"

"Who cares about your company!" The more he said, Zhou Ruoxin became angrier, and finally stretched out her hand to push him.

Originally, it was difficult for Meng Yuanhao to maintain his balance by jumping on one leg. This push would immediately fall to one side. What was even more unlucky was that a daredevil rushed over from behind like a wind, and suddenly bumped into Meng Yuanhao, and Meng Yuanhao After all the fuss, she finally fell to Zhou Ruoxin...

Everything happened so fast that there was no time to think, Mo Zebei was close to Zhou Ruoxin, and at the very moment, she subconsciously reached out to give Zhou Ruoxin a hand... So Meng Yuanhao fell to nothing, and made an intimate contact between his forehead and the wall, sending out There was a dull sound, and when he raised his head again, a small bump bulged on his forehead, which was swollen...

"Aww!!!!!" Meng Yuanhao's mouth twitched in pain.

Mo Zebei let go of Zhou Ruoxin's arm, then quickly squatted down to help Meng Yuanhao who fell on the ground, and looked back and forth: "Are you all right?"

Meng Yuanhao's facial features were distorted by the pain, making it hard to distinguish. Even so, Mo Zebei still caught the resentful look in his eyes...

"Sorry..." Mo Zebei put his arm on his shoulder and supported him to stand up.

Meng Yuanhao bared his lips, and asked angrily, "Are you biased?" Pull Zhou Ruoxin away and let him hit the wall directly!

Zhou Ruoxin was also a little frightened. She was about to check Meng Yuanhao's injury when she heard this sentence. She immediately stopped and raised her heart.

Mo Zebei pursed his lips: "I didn't think much about it at the time..."

Mo Zebei didn't intend to protect her. Zhou Ruoxin was a little disappointed after hearing this, but she was still a little happy. She probably cared subconsciously, right?

Meng Yuanhao was dissatisfied with what Mo Zebei said, and was muttering and muttering. Zhou Ruoxin stepped forward to look at him, and couldn't help frowning: "You're already in such a dead state, why don't you stop?"

"Hmm..." Meng Yuanhao was so wronged, depressed and angry, "I'm like...who is to blame?"

Seeing that he was injured, Zhou Ruoxin didn't bother to argue with him. She turned her head and said a few words to the onlookers and the classmates who came forward to help, and asked them to help her to go to the head teacher to ask for leave. Yuan Hao went to the infirmary.

On the way, Meng Yuanhao started cursing again: "I don't know what that grandson is doing so fast, he hit me so dizzy, otherwise how could he hit the wall..."

Those two people ignored him, and he continued to bark his teeth: "If I want to know which bastard grandson it is, I have to beat him up, hit me, and he ran away without a trace. If it was a traffic accident, it would be a fucking Hit and run, you will be detained! Damn, if you didn’t get caught, it’s really cheap for that bastard!"

His words were horrible, Zhou Ruoxin was about to scold him when she saw Mo Zebei let go of his hand, and his brows furrowed.

Meng Yuanhao's expression was awkward, and he shut his mouth knowingly.

Mo Zebei supported him again, his tone seemed casual: "Is your deskmate still Liu Yang?"

"Hmm." Meng Yuanhao felt a little guilty.He didn't say swear words at all, he learned from his deskmate Liu Yang after the sophomore class in high school, and he secretly went to the Internet cafe to play games all night after self-study, which was also prompted by Liu Yang, and Liu Yang wanted to ask him to go to bars and nightclubs during the holidays, Tempting him to smoke and drink... Meng Yuanhao felt that these things were not good and did not dare to agree, and he was also afraid that Zhou Ruoxin would smell the smell of alcohol and tobacco on his body when he went to the cram school and twist his ears...

"Stay away from him in the future." Mo Zebei remembered seeing Liu Yang with a group of yellow-haired and green-haired gangsters on the street, causing trouble. "He is not a good guy."

"I know." Meng Yuanhao shrank his neck.

When they arrived at the infirmary, the staff applied cold compresses to Meng Yuanhao, and prescribed blood-activating medicines and sprays.

He was not seriously injured. He took the medicine and rested for a while, and the three of them went back to the classroom.

Probably Mo Zebei's reminder played a role. After returning to his seat, Meng Yuanhao didn't pay much attention to Liu Yang for the rest of the time, and was still thinking about how to better alienate him in the future...