Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

On a weekend at the end of April, the breeze was faint and the sun was warm. Mo Zebei drove Mu Hanxi to the inspection.

They chose a comprehensive tertiary hospital closest to the community.

Coincidentally, Mo Zebei ran into Quan Yun and Quan Ying at the self-service registration machine.

Mo Zebei said hello to Quan Yun politely. When Mu Hanxi next to her heard her name as Teacher Quan, he glanced at her unconsciously.

Quan Yun led Quan Ying towards them, with a small smile on her lips: "Today I am free, I will bring Ying'er over for a medical examination."

Mo Zebei nodded, introduced Mu Hanxi to Quan Yun, and added: "I'm here to accompany my sister for the birth check."

Quan Yun didn't think much, after the greeting, he led Ying'er to leave.

Ying'er walked a few steps and then looked back at Mo Zebei, full of expectation: "Sister Bei, will you go to our house for dinner today?"

Mo Zebei looked at Mu Hanxi subconsciously, and heard the girl's aggrieved voice: "Sister Bei, you haven't been to our house for a long time."

Mu Hanxi couldn't bear it, and whispered to Mo Zebei: "I will go with you."

Mo Zebei responded and walked over with Mu Hanxi's hand, and he made an appointment with Quanyun for the evening.

Quan Yun also thoughtfully asked Mu Hanxi if he had any food to avoid.

Mo Zebei was afraid that Mu Hanxi was awkward. After Quan Yun and Quan Ying left, she hooked the person's tail finger: "Everyone knows the character of Teacher Quan Yun. If my sister doesn't mind, I think at night, Take the opportunity to tell her about the two of us."

Mu Hanxi bit her lip lightly, her tone a little unnatural: "Do you think I am a careful person?"

"How is it possible," Mo Zebei raised his lips, "In the days when I secretly fell in love with you, I often fantasized about whether one day my sister would love me so much and be jealous of me and other girls."

Mu Hanxi held Mo Zebei's hand silently. She really loves the person in front of her very much now. Because of her love, occasionally, she will think of some little girls and become very naive. That kind of meaningless and unnecessary vinegar.

After completing a series of inspection projects, Mo Zebei carried Mu Hanxi home. The existing results show that all the indicators of the baby are healthy, but there are some detailed early screening reports that will take a few days to come out.

After eating, the two of them went out for a walk, and went to bed after returning.

At around seven in the evening, they drove to Quan Yunna.

Quan Yun cleaned up the home very warmly, with flowers and green plants for decoration everywhere.

"You are welcome to come as guests at home." Quan Yun took the fruit in Mo Zebei's hand.

Quan Ying stood beside Quan Yun's left leg, looking shy, and whispered to Sister Bei, Sister Xi.

At the dinner table, Quan Ying glanced at Mu Hanxi from time to time. One time she accidentally met her. She hurriedly lowered her head, holding a porcelain cup and sipping warm water to hide her embarrassment.

Mu Hanxi bent her lips and took the initiative to chat with her.

"Is Sakura in the big class now?"

"Well," Quan Ying said lightly, "By September... it's time to be in the first grade."

Mu Hanxi nodded, and then asked her hobbies.

"I like drawing, listening to fairy tales, and making handicrafts with Mommy," she said while breaking her fingers, "I also like taekwondo recently."

Mu Hanxi chatted with her more on this topic.

Kozakura looked very happy, with a cheerful expression.

After eating, a few of them went to the living room.

Quan Ying hesitated for two seconds, pinching the cherries in the fruit tray and handing it to Mu Hanxi.

Mu Hanxi was a little surprised: "Thank Sakura."

Quan Ying waved her hand shyly, turned and sat beside Quan Yun.

Mo Zebei teased her at the right time: "Why did you forget me when your sister Xi came? Only give her fruit to eat, not me?"

Quan Ying flushed with a small face and whispered in defense: "The fruit plate is very close to you, you can reach it with your hand."

Five or six minutes later, Quan Ying took Mo Zebei to her bedroom.

"This is for you." Quan Ying handed a portrait to Mo Zebei.

Mo Zebei carefully identified it, and could vaguely see that she was painting herself.

"Thank you Sakura, it's so good."

Quan Ying smiled shyly, then looked up at Mo Zebei: "Sister Xi looks so beautiful."

Mo Zebei bent down to look at her, and understood her thoughts in seconds: "Sakura wants to draw Sister Xi too?"

"Well," Quan Ying nodded vigorously, her tone a little uncertain, "Can you paint?"

"Yes you can."

She is not very familiar with Mu Hanxi, and she is afraid that it would be impolite to do so: "Sister Bei, can you help me ask Sister Xi's opinion?"

"You can paint yours, I promise she will like it," Mo Zebei lowered his head to reach Quan Ying's ears, "Quietly tell you that your sister Xi is my wife."

"Wife?" Quan Ying widened her eyes, as if she understood, but she didn't seem to understand.

Mo Zebei squatted down and briefly explained to her the meaning of love, girlfriend, and wife.

Quan Ying digested it for a while, and then asked her: "Can I share this with Mommy?"

"Of course," Mo Zebei touched Quanying's head, "When you sleep at night, you can talk to Teacher Quan."

Before the two of them left, Quan Ying gave her painted portrait to Mu Hanxi.

Mu Hanxi squeezed Quan Ying's cheek softly: "Thanks for your hard work, Sister, I like your paintings very much."

Quan Ying squinted and smiled and waved goodbye to the two of them.

In the evening, after taking a shower, the mother and daughter lay on the bed. Quan Yun was about to pick up the bedside reading material beside the bed, Quan Ying lay on her chest and touched Quan Yun’s ear: "Mommy, sister Bei and I said, Sister Xi is her wife."

Izumi's expression stagnated, thinking that he had heard it wrong: "Sakura, what did you just say?"

Quan Ying repeated it again earnestly.

Quan Yun unconsciously squeezed the reading material in his hand, and some fragments appeared in his mind, the birth check, the diamond ring, and the pampering in Mo Zebei's eyes...

Quan Yun was silent for a long time, Quan Ying shook her arm worriedly, and kept calling her softly.

Quan Yun regained his senses, barely squeezing a smile from the corner of his mouth: "Mom is a little tired, and I want to go back to the room to rest. Can Yinger sleep well by herself?"

Quan Ying stopped and nodded docilely.

Quan Yun opened a bottle of red wine, drunk, and she seemed to see Shi Shu.

This person walked over and stood in front of her, his expression still cold.

She said: "Two girls can also be very happy, but unfortunately we missed it. 』

She said: "The rest of my life is still very long, and I hope Teacher Quan will not move forward with heavy burdens. 』

Two lines of tears rolled down, Quan Yun slowly closed his eyes, knowing that it was time to let go.

During the May Day holiday, Qu Junzhi and Zhou Ruoxin returned to J City together.

She has never been to Zhou's house since the death of the club.

"It's been so long, your dad definitely doesn't remember," Qu Junzhi scratched Zhou Ruoxin's palm, "I want to visit them during the holiday."

Zhou Ruoxin pursed her lips and said nothing.

Qu Junzhi gently rubbed the back of her hand: "Or you go to my house?" This person hasn't been to her house yet.

Zhou Ruoxin thought for a while, and whispered: "Then you should come to my house."

On May 3rd, Qu Junzhi took the fruit and went downstairs with the car key.

Just out of the unit building, she happened to face the father of Shang Qu.

Qufu asked something, and she mentioned it smoothly.

"Why dad go to Zhou's house with you?"

The corner of Qu Junzhi's mouth twitched, without saying a word, he ran away.

Qufu cursed awkwardly the little bastard.

When she arrived at Zhou's house, Qu Junzhi breathed a sigh of relief when Ruoxin's father was not there.

She ate dinner at Zhou's house at noon, and then went to Zhou Ruoxin's room for a nap.

"Can I not leave at night?"

Zhou Ruoxin glanced at her and rolled over: "No."

Qu Junzhi leaned over and hugged her from behind: "I promise to be obedient and not trouble you, okay?"

"Shut up, go to sleep," Zhou Ruoxin's ears flushed, "Stop talking."

Qu Junzhi gently held the person's earlobe and sucked it carefully.

Zhou Ruoxin's body tightened suddenly, and her limbs stiffened instantly: "What are your nerves! The bedroom is not locked..."

Qu Junzhi stepped down, stepped back, got out of bed, flipped his slippers, and then locked the door.

"..." Zhou Ruoxin quickly pulled the quilt and wrapped herself tightly.

Qu Junzhi took a lot of effort before he got into the quilt.

"What do you want! It's broad daylight now!" Zhou Ruoxin's tone was a little embarrassed.

Qu Junzhi exposed his head from the quilt, got out of bed again, and closed the curtains, so that the light in the room suddenly became dim and blurred.

Zhou Ruoxin moved her head away: "Stop making noise, the room is not very soundproofed. My mother will hear it."

"I just kissed and didn't do anything," Qu Junzhi was still aggrieved when he talked about it. "We have been in love for so long, and we haven't had anything to do now..."

"You don't know..." Zhou Ruoxin's cheeks burned, "I am a conservative person."

"We are both 24 this year," Qu Junzhifu lay on her body and kissed her neck tenderly. "It's normal to have **** at this age."

"I..." Zhou Ruoxin tilted her head, her voice trembled and her shoulders trembled, "I'm not mentally prepared yet."

Qu Junzhi pursed his lips and muttered: "People will have Mo Zebei dolls. I haven't gotten into the base yet."

Zhou Ruoxin bit her shoulder hard, Qu Jun gasped with pain.

Qu Junzhi was grinning to relieve the pain, and he heard her father's voice.

She pricked her ears and discerned it carefully. It was indeed Qufu.

Qu Junzhi hurriedly got out of bed, changed back to his own clothes, tidied up indiscriminately, then opened the door and went to the living room, followed by Zhou Ruoxin.

"Dad," Qu Junzhi's skin smiled, "Why are you here?"

"I went to an old friend's birthday party at noon, and I happened to meet your Uncle Zhou."

Qu Junzhi glanced at Zhou Ruoxin's father calmly, this person's face was cold, there was no slight smile on his face.

Qu Jun's urgency is wise, so she is nonsense and asks her dad to help.

"It's not in a hurry," Qufu waved his hand. "It's never too late to go tomorrow. Tonight, I will recount the past with your Uncle Zhou and have a good drink."

Qu Junzhi heard the sound in his heart and bit his back teeth secretly. Today, he said nothing would allow her dad to drink at Zhou's house. It is enough to lose face once, how can it happen again?

She secretly sent a text message to Qu Mu, and within a few minutes Qu Mu called. Qu Junzhi pretended to answer twice, and then handed the phone to Qu Fu in a pretentious manner.

After hanging up the phone, Qufu said that there was something urgent at home and he had to go back now. When he said it, his tone sounded quite apologetic.

Father Zhou's expression became loose, and he gave him a bottle of fine wine he treasured.

Qufu would be wrong, thinking it was a vague invitation: "Then we will have two more drinks together when we have the opportunity."

The corner of Father Zhou's mouth twitched, and his face sank...

Qu Junzhi quickly dragged her father away.

On the way back, Qu Junzhi wrinkled his eyebrows and said in confusion: "The embarrassing thing happened last time, why are you still thinking about drinking with Ruoxin's father?"

"That incident was purely an accident," Qufu closed his eyes and sighed against the seat of the car. "I thought if I had another chance, I would definitely change his impression of me."

"Change?" Qu Junzhi smiled directly: "Which aspect are you referring to? Is it to sing the deep-mountain plum with the drinker's tears or to dance to the old disco that is so dirty?"

Father Qu blushed, coughed twice, quietly pressed down the car window, and glanced at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance...