Abduction Of the Female Teacher's Best Friend - MTL (101-210)

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After the shower, Mo Zebei lay on the bed and stared at the void in a daze, without making a sound for a while.

Mu Hanxi put down the hair dryer, turned sideways, and gently stroked her cheek: "What's the matter?"

To Shang Mu Hanxi's clean and clear eyes, Mo Zebei swallowed back when the words came to his lips.

She held this person's hand, kissed softly twice, and suppressed all the messy thoughts in her heart: "It's okay, rest early."

"Has the matter between Yuan Hao and Li Rong been resolved?" After turning off the lights, Mu Hanxi pressed against Mo Zebei's back.

Mo Zebei was silent.

"Is it tricky?"

Mo Zebei humbled, she rolled over, facing Mu Hanxi, closed her eyes and sighed: "Li Rong suffered a very serious psychological trauma in his childhood."

Mo Zebei didn't say it clearly, but Mu Hanxi roughly guessed something.

"Dad knows a very good psychological counselor, if she needs it, I can ask my dad to help contact him."

Mo Zebei's chin rested on Mu Hanxi's neck: "When I see Li Rong next time, ask her what she means."

On Wednesday evening, after Mo Zebei came out of the laboratory, he called Li Rong, who quickly answered him.

"Come here, Yuan Hao is still busy in the store, I guess he won't be back until late."

"Okay." After hanging up the phone, Mo Zebei drove directly from Big B to the community where Li Rong lived.

"Have you eaten yet?" Li Rong gave her a pair of clean slippers.

"not yet."

Li Rong lifted her hair down to her shoulders: "There is still some braised beef at home. May I cook a bowl of beef noodles for you?"

Mo Zebei nodded and went to the sofa in the living room. She sent a WeChat message to Mu Hanxi, saying that she would go home later today.

As soon as the noodles were served, the doorbell rang. Li Rong looked puzzled, and she wiped her hands and went to the door.

Seeing that it was Meng Yuanhao, Li Rong couldn't help but subconsciously asked: "Why did you come back so early?"

This person was willing to take the initiative to respond to him, and Meng Yuanhao couldn't help being a little pleased: "I have forgotten a membership card. I'll come over and get it."

Li Rong did not say any more, silently following him.

Seeing Mo Zebei walking towards the dining table, Meng Yuanhao paused slightly, obviously a little surprised.

"Why come here today?" Meng Yuanhao sat down next to Mo Zebei.

Mo Zebei lowered his head and sucked his face, his expression was very natural: "Let's talk to Li Rong."

Meng Yuanhao clicked, and turned his eyes to Li Rong, who was in aqua-blue home clothes. At this moment, Li Rong, who was a little virtuous, said: "I haven't eaten yet. Can you cook a bowl for me?" He said into a tone. It sounds calm, but my heart is uneasy.

Li Rong responded and turned to the kitchen.

Meng Yuanhao couldn't help raising his eyebrows and bending his lips, and at the same time touched Mo Zebei with his elbow: "It feels like you are here, she can speak better."

Mo Zebei was noncommittal, unscrewing the crab paste at hand, and poured a little into the bowl.

After a while, Li Rong came over with a bowl of beef noodles and gave Meng Yuanhao a pot of hot sauce.