Abducted the female teacher's best friend

From four o'clock in the afternoon, the Zhou family began to work on the New Year's Eve dinner. Except for Zhou Ruoxin and Meng Yuanhao chatting with the two elderly people, the other three were in the kitchen.

Zhou's father and Zhou's mother were in charge, and Mo Zebei was in charge of helping them.

In the middle, Zhou Ruoxin came to the kitchen a few times, chatted with Mo Zebei and went out again.

At around 07:30 in the evening, the sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner is basically ready. There are braised pork trotters with soybeans, garlic chicken wings, spicy carp, chicken stewed with mushrooms, braised pork ribs, tomato sirloin, cumin lamb, and a cold salad Vegetables and two fried vegetables.

The seven people sat around together, and Zhou Ruoxin's grandfather served wine to say a few opening remarks, and then the other juniors said some blessings or thoughts about the year to the elders in turn.

When it was Mo Zebei's turn, she simply said 'Happy New Year to everyone', and nothing else.

Today's New Year's Eve is a special day, and drinking is for fun. Meng Yuanhao and Mo Zebei are both allowed to drink baijiu, which is the top-grade Wuliangye in the wine.

Mo Zebei seldom touches alcohol and only occasionally drinks beer.

Father Zhou was quite elegant, he poured Wuliangye into a cyan jade pot with a narrow top and a wide bottom, and asked Meng Yuanhao to carry the jade pot to pour wine for them. The wine glasses were also high-quality celadon cups.

The scene of several people toasting to each other is a bit like the ancient refined scholars drinking together in leisure time.

The wine glass is low in volume and small in capacity, and a glass of wine Mo Zebei dries up in one sip, and the cool liquid is spicy and pungent into the throat, which is very irritating.

Mo Zebei frowned and swallowed, but after a while, a slight burning sensation came from his stomach.

"Eat a la carte, don't hurt your stomach." Zhou Ruoxin reminded softly beside her.

Mo Zebei hummed, picked up a piece of beef brisket, and chewed it carefully.

Meng Yuanhao poured her a second cup, a third cup, a fourth cup, a fifth cup...she drank them all.

Zhou Ruoxin frowned and put down her chopsticks, quietly turned to Meng Yuanhao's right side, and deliberately lowered her volume: "If you want to drink, drink it yourself, don't keep pouring wine for her."

"It's okay." Meng Yuanhao smacked his face after drinking, and now the sides of his cheeks were slightly flushed, "Zebei's capacity for alcohol is much better than mine, and this little wine can't make her drunk at all."

Zhou Ruoxin was about to get angry with Meng Yuanhao, but she never thought of her grandpa saying, "Today is a special day. It's New Year's Day. It's okay to get drunk. If she wants to drink, let her drink."

Zhou Ruoxin's words reached her throat, she swallowed them again, and returned to her seat sullenly.

It was past ten o'clock in the evening, and the drinking party was still over. Mo Zebei's face was flushed from drinking, his eyes were blurred, and he was obviously drunk. Meng Yuanhao also fell asleep on the table.

"Give me the glass, you're drunk."

Mo Zebei clenched his wine glass tightly, muttering that he wanted to drink.

"Mom, come and help me and help her go back to my room to rest."

Mother Zhou came over upon hearing the sound, took Mo Zebei's arm, and the two helped her get up and walk inside.

"Mu Xiaotu... I miss you." Mo Zebei reeked of alcohol, staggered and slurred his speech.

Zhou's mother didn't pay attention to what Mo Zebei said at first, but after listening carefully, she could vaguely discern something...

"Mu Xiaotu?" Mother Zhou was puzzled, "Who is Mu Xiaotu?"

Zhou Ruoxin paused, pretending not to hear, not saying anything.

When they arrived at Zhou Ruoxin's bedroom, the two of them helped Mo Zebei take off his coat and pants, helped him to lie down, and covered him with a quilt.

"Is Xiaobei in a relationship?"

"Maybe." Zhou Ruoxin said vaguely.

"What she was talking about just now was Mu Xiaotu..." Zhou's mother was a little puzzled, "This name sounds like a girl's name..."

Zhou Ruoxin's eyes fell on the quiet Mo Zebei, and she was absent-minded for a moment.

Zhou's mother didn't quite understand, she muttered a few more words to herself, and then pulled Zhou Ruoxin out: "Xiaobei is drunk, let her sleep for a while."

Zhou Ruoxin nodded, and closed the door behind her.

At three o'clock in the morning, Mo Zebei woke up thirsty, opened his eyes dizzily, and asked for water.

Zhou Ruoxin went out and poured her a glass of warm water.

Mo Zebei drank half a glass with her hand, and fell asleep again in a daze.

In the middle, Mu Hanxi called Mo Zebei twice, but he was very drunk and unconscious. In the end, Zhou Ruoxin answered the phone for her and explained a few words.

It wasn't until eight o'clock the next morning that Mo Zebei gradually woke up. She stared at the ceiling above her head for a while, then tilted her head to look at Zhou Ruoxin who was sleeping in front of the desk. She rubbed her temples and pinched the center of her eyebrows. , and then lifted the quilt out of bed.

Mo Zebei squatted on the toilet, unlocked the phone screen, and found that Mu Hanxi had called her yesterday.

She raised her wrist to check the time, worried that Mu Hanxi was still sleeping, so she just sent him a WeChat message.

[I drank alcohol last night and fell asleep later, are you awake now? 】

There was no reply, Mo Zebei flushed the toilet, washed his hands, and went out.

Meng Yuanhao was still sound asleep on the sofa, Mo Zebei picked up the quilt that the man had dropped on the ground, and covered him up.

Today was the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the streets were slightly cleared. With her hands in her pockets, she walked aimlessly, and finally came to the neighborhood where Mu Hanxi once lived.

She looked up to find that room, and then stared fixedly.

The past is vivid in my mind, and all the scenes seem to have happened yesterday.

Mo Zebei took out the cigarette and lighter from his pocket, which Meng Yuanhao secretly stuffed into her pocket yesterday when she was drinking.

She sat cross-legged on the ground, looked at the room with a cigarette in her hand, thinking about the past.

A gust of cold wind hit, Mo Zebei shrank his neck uncontrollably, and the cigarette in his hand burned out at this moment.

She threw the cigarette butt into the trash can next to her, swept a shared bicycle outside the community, headed against the wind, and returned home.

While parking her bicycle, she ran into an acquaintance, her classmate Ye Pei.

Ye Pei took the initiative to call her, with surprise in his words: "Mo Zebei?"

Mo Zebei looked at her sideways, with a puzzled expression: "Why are you here?"

Ye Pei stepped forward with a warm smile on his face: "I guess you may have forgotten that I told you before that my grandma is in City J."

Mo Zebei really didn't have much impression.

"Do you live in this community?" Ye Pei asked her.

Mo Zebei hummed and walked in. Ye Pei unconsciously followed.

Mo Zebei paused and looked at her sideways.

"My grandmother also lives here..." Ye Pei lowered his head and explained softly, "My mother and I will stay in City J this year for the New Year."

Mo Zebei nodded and strode away.

Ye Peili stood in the same place and watched her back, until he could no longer see anyone, then turned and went in another direction.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, Mo Zebei was reading in the room when Ye Pei called her.

She said that her grandmother had just cooked small wontons and asked Mo Zebei if he wanted some.

"No thanks."

"My grandma cooked too much, the three of us couldn't finish it, and it would become lumpy after a long time, affecting the taste."

Mo Zebei frowned, remained silent for a few seconds, and asked, "Which unit does your grandmother belong to? I'll go over and get it from yours."

"You don't need to come here, I'll deliver it to you, and it's not too far away."

Mo Zebei thought for a moment, then said in a low hoarse voice: "Unit one, 801."

"Okay, I'll go over immediately."

In less than 10 minutes, Ye Pei arrived with a lunch box.

Mo Zebei took the bowl from the kitchen and poured the wontons into it. Ye Pei didn't leave, just sat aside and watched her eat.

She had just eaten three wontons when Mu Hanxi called her.

Mo Zebei got up and went to the balcony.

"Yesterday, Bo Nian slept late, and I just woke up."

Mo Zebei nodded.

"Mo Xiaobao..."

"here I am."

Mu Hanxi grabbed the corner of the quilt and looked down at the quilt: "Are you busy these days?" After this person left City B, he seldom called her, not even a few messages on WeChat.

"Fortunately."

Mu Hanxi asked her awkwardly: "Is there anything you want to say to me?" Last New Year's Eve, this person didn't even say a happy new year to her.

Mo Zebei lowered his eyes, hesitant to speak.

"I'm going downstairs..."

"Wait a minute," Mo Zebei said anxiously, "Mu Xiaotu, I want you to come to J City to find me..."

Mu Hanxi smiled, she had originally planned to go.

"When do you want me to go?"

"Look at your time..." Mo Zebei paused, "...I miss you very much."

"Why don't you think I told me earlier..." Mu Hanxi's face was slightly flushed, and she twirled her hair with her fingers, whispering softly, "I haven't slept well these days."

Mo Zebei bent his lips unconsciously: "When we leave, I will walk with you."

"it is good."

But after answering a phone call, the man came back with a smile on his face, which was still cold before.

Ye Pei held back his curiosity and didn't ask her, but reminded her in a low voice: "Eat quickly, it's getting cold."

Mo Zebei nodded, and quietly finished the remaining wontons.

In the evening, Zhou Ruoxin came to pick her up for dinner at home.

After dinner, a few people played mahjong together for entertainment. After nine o'clock, Mo Zebei went back.

In the afternoon of the third day of junior high school, Mu Hanxi drove to City J. Mo Zebei was still sleeping at that time, and in a daze, she vaguely heard the doorbell.

She thought it was Zhou Ruoxin or Meng Yuanhao, so she got up without a trace and opened the door.

Seeing Mu Hanxi's warm smile, Mo Zebei couldn't help but widen his eyes, staring at her in a daze.

Mu Hanxi reached out, touched her cheek tenderly, and said softly, "You little idiot."

Mo Zebei came back to his senses, blushing completely, she held Mu Hanxi's hand shyly, found her slippers, dragged her to the bedroom, and hung the man's coat on the hanger: "You first Sit down...I'll go wash up, and I'll be here later." Meng Yuanhao called her to drink at noon, she smelled bad, and her hair was still a mess when she woke up.

"Okay." Mu Hanxi put the backpack at the end of this person's bed.

Mo Zebei hurried to the bathroom, took a quick shower and brushed his teeth, after wiping his body half dry, he began to dress and comb his hair...

After tidying up, she hurriedly ran back to the bedroom with her slippers on.

Mu Hanxi was sitting at the table and flipping through her professional books. Mo Zebei walked over with the corners of his mouth curled up, bent over, hugged her with his arms around her, and rested his chin on the man's shoulder: "You are coming today, why don't you come?" Didn't you tell me in advance?"

Mu Hanxi put down the book in her hand: "You didn't ask me." She wanted to surprise this man, so she didn't have the nerve to speak directly.

Mo Zebei closed his eyes, sniffing the fragrance of her hair lightly: "I'm afraid you won't be free... I don't want to rush you."

Mo Zebei hugged him for a while, and then pulled the man up again. The two faced each other, their eyes met, and their smiling eyes reflected each other's small shadow.

Mo Zebei's eyes were hot, she held Mu Hanxi's hand and put it on her neck, and slowly fell down on the bed hugging him.

Mu Hanxi bit her lip and looked at her, her dark eyes were wet and limp, as if filled with spring water, while Mo Zebei looked down at her, with bottomless tenderness hidden in her eyes.

She lowered her head slightly, kissed the man's red lips softly, and Mu Hanxi gradually closed her eyes.

Mo Zebei also closed his eyes, breathing heavily, pecking and licking passionately, kissing and grinding this man's tender and full lips...

Mu Hanxi embraced Mo Zebei, and gently opened her lips to meet him, waiting for this man to suck her earlobe, neck, and collarbone... She blushed with embarrassment, her chest heaved up and down, and she panted softly...