Kidnapping the Female Teacher's Best Friend - Chapter 27

Chapter 27

The group chatted a little more and then got into the car. Mo Zibei proactively went to the front passenger seat.

Mu Hanxi started the car and tilted her head to glance at Mo Zibei.

Mo Zibei instantly understood, reached for her seatbelt, and slowly buckled it… She had remembered it before getting in, but once she sat down next to Mu Hanxi, nervousness made her forget…

The corners of Mu Hanxi’s lips curved slightly, and her eyes held a smile.

Catching sight of Mu Hanxi’s expression in her peripheral vision, Mo Zibei subconsciously smiled along with her.

With Meng Yuanhao present, the atmosphere was far from cold. Since getting into the car, his mouth hadn’t stopped moving, first praising how good the milk tea was, then praising the person who bought it for being gentle and beautiful.

Mu Hanxi was amused by him several times.

“Mmm…” Meng Yuanhao sighed as he sipped his milk tea. “I really wish I had a sister like you,” someone who was easygoing and elegant. “Mo Zibei’s former deskmate, Yan Xiaoshuai, has an older sister. His sister is so good to him. She buys him jerseys, sneakers, sends him celebrity player figurines, often mails him various snacks, takes him traveling, and goes to games with him… Ah, every time I hear him talk about this, I feel incredibly jealous.”

Mu Hanxi smiled, finding Meng Yuanhao to be a very lively and cheerful child.

She then glanced sideways at Mo Zibei, who was sitting quietly, sipping her milk tea through the straw in small sips. It was quite miraculous that these two could be friends, but fortunately, Zhou Ruoxin was there as a mediator…

Because Mu Hanxi was present, Zhou Ruoxin didn’t interrupt Meng Yuanhao today. No matter how much he chattered, Zhou Ruoxin remained silent.

Mo Zibei also didn’t speak in the car. She occasionally sipped her milk tea, sometimes secretly glanced at Mu Hanxi, or simply stared blankly at the night view. She was usually quite reserved, and apart from being more proactive around Mu Hanxi, she was mostly quiet or silent.

As a result, Meng Yuanhao and Mu Hanxi appeared to be more familiar, with him calling her “Older Sister” frequently and naturally. Coupled with Mu Hanxi’s polite responses, the atmosphere between the two looked very harmonious.

Mu Hanxi dropped Meng Yuanhao and Zhou Ruoxin off first, taking them directly to their apartment complex gate.

“Goodbye, Sister.” Meng Yuanhao grinned and waved vigorously at Mu Hanxi. Zhou Ruoxin followed suit and raised her hand to wave, but her gaze was fixed on Mo Zibei.

Only when the two were completely out of sight did Zhou Ruoxin glare fiercely at Meng Yuanhao!

Startled by her cold look, tiny goosebumps rose on Meng Yuanhao’s forearm: “What… what’s wrong?”

“If you like her so much, why did you get out of the car! It would have been great to just go with them!”

“Well, I wanted to…” He was halfway through his sentence when Zhou Ruoxin bit her lip and fiercely pinched his arm. Meng Yuanhao cried out in pain, “Ow! That hurts!”

“There is no other boy in the world who is more foul-mouthed and talkative than you!” Zhou Ruoxin stomped her foot hard, infuriated. “You chirp all day long like a bird, non-stop! It’s so annoying!”

Meng Yuanhao screamed in pain, rubbing his pinched arm one moment and shielding his stomped foot the next…

His pig-like squealing annoyed Zhou Ruoxin even more: “Shut up! Stop wailing!”

“My parents have never touched a hair on my head since I was little, and you bully me all the time!” Meng Yuanhao was angry and resentful, but his steps still kept up with Zhou Ruoxin’s.

“I enjoy bullying you?” Zhou Ruoxin suddenly stopped and glared at him. “Please stay far away from me and don’t talk to me from now on!”

“You heartless jerk! I fought with Mo Zibei for you yesterday, and now you treat me like this!”

Hearing this, Zhou Ruoxin suddenly paused and turned to look at him. Meng Yuanhao instinctively backed away, his expression cautious.

“Why are you standing there? Hurry up and move!”

“I’m going, I’m going…” Meng Yuanhao hooked his backpack strap. “Why did you suddenly stop just now?”

“I wanted to,” Zhou Ruoxin snorted at him. “Do you care?”

“Who wants to care about you!” Stupid girl, with such a terrible temper! Let’s see who dares to marry you in the future!

Meng Yuanhao followed Zhou Ruoxin back to her house. He had injuries and needed Zhou Father to help apply the medicine.

Taking the opportunity of getting medicine applied, Meng Yuanhao secretly tattled to Zhou Father, telling him how Zhou Ruoxin had bullied and punched him. Zhou Father severely criticized his daughter, and Meng Yuanhao watched, delighted, showing all his teeth…

Mo Zibei didn’t know that the two of them had such a commotion after parting ways.

After starting the car, Mu Hanxi looked at the two in the rearview mirror and continued driving, casually praising: “Meng Yuanhao is quite cute.”

Mo Zibei gripped the milk tea tightly, pressing her brows together, and mumbled a low “Mhm.”

“He’s like a little energetic treasure.”

This time, Mo Zibei didn’t even respond with an “Mhm.”

Mu Hanxi turned to look at her, feeling she hadn’t said much today: “Kid, are you in a bad mood today?”

“No.”

She seemed somewhat aloof now, which was different from her usual self.

She didn’t speak until they were almost inside the door, keeping her head lowered the whole time.

After changing her shoes, Mo Zibei finally asked proactively: “Sister Mu, should I… take a shower now?”

“I washed the pajamas last night,” just then, a call came in. Mu Hanxi pointed outside. “They’re hanging on the balcony.”

Mo Zibei nodded, put down her backpack, went to the balcony to get the pajamas, and then went to the bathroom.

She closed her eyes under the hot water, feeling a little low.

She had been reserved since childhood and wasn’t the talkative, lively type.

In the car today, Meng Yuanhao was sweet-talking and engaging, and Mo Zibei could tell that Mu Hanxi was very pleased by this.

Mu Hanxi said Meng Yuanhao was cute, like a little energetic treasure… so she probably liked outgoing people.

Thinking this, Mo Zibei raised her hand and turned off the shower. She didn’t bother with shower gel, casually wiped her body with a towel, and put on the pajamas.

When she came out, Mu Hanxi hadn’t finished her phone call and was sitting in the other guest room.

Knowing she would need medicine applied soon, Mo Zibei sat on the sofa, pulled out her phone, opened the front camera, and carefully examined her face: I really am quite unsightly.

Mo Zibei hadn’t felt this way before, but after hearing Qu Junzhi and Lin Xiaoran’s words, and then comparing herself to Mu Hanxi’s fair and smooth skin, she was ultimately convinced.

She was frowning in distress when Qu Junzhi called her.

They had exchanged contact information before but had never talked on the phone.

Seeing that Mu Hanxi was still on the call, Mo Zibei stood up and went to the balcony.

“Are you back in your dorm?” Qu Junzhi was a boarder and kept her phone hidden in her dorm room.

Qu Junzhi had locked the door inside: “Mhm, I’m in the restroom.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I just wanted to remind you not to forget to apply the medicine tonight.”

“Take it seriously yourself. Don’t be careless.”

Mo Zibei lowered her eyes, lightly tapping the wall edge with her finger: “If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up.”

“Tsk,” Qu Junzhi pouted on the other end. “Always so ungrateful for good intentions.”

Mo Zibei said she was hanging up and slid the screen to end the call.

She held her phone and returned to sit on the living room sofa. Looking down, she noticed the ointment jar on the coffee table.

She remembered Mu Hanxi used this to apply the medicine yesterday.

Pondering for two seconds while rubbing her chin, she bent over and picked up the ointment.

She reopened the front camera on her phone, preparing to apply it herself. Mu Hanxi, in the guest room, saw her movements, explained a few things to the caller, and hung up.

“What are you doing?”

Hearing her speak, Mo Zibei’s hand trembled involuntarily. She looked up at Mu Hanxi: “Applying medicine.”

“Applying it yourself?”

“Mhm…”

“Can you reach your back?”

Mo Zibei pursed her lips, staying silent.

“Go wait for me in the bedroom,” Mu Hanxi poked her shoulder. “I’m going to wash my hands.”

“Oh.” Mo Zibei used a tissue to wipe the ointment off her hands, picked up her belongings obediently, and went to the bedroom.

Mo Zibei placed the ointment on the desk and sat in the chair, looking out the window at the moonlight.

“Why are you sitting there?” Mu Hanxi guided her toward the bed.

Mo Zibei sat on the edge of the bed, her back straight.

Mu Hanxi dipped her finger into the ointment, tilted her head, and carefully applied it to the bruised areas on her cheek, her movements gentle and slow.

Mo Zibei lowered her eyes, watching Mu Hanxi’s fair, slender fingers, her rosy, plump lips, and her smooth, delicate skin. Ripples spread through her heart.

The first time she saw Mu Hanxi, Mo Zibei was amazed by her extraordinary looks and aura. Through their gradual interactions, she was further drawn in by her character… She was such a wonderful person.

“What are you thinking about?” Mu Hanxi lightly tapped her arm. “Time to apply medicine to your calves.” She had just asked Mo Zibei to roll up her pants, but she hadn’t reacted at all.

Mo Zibei snapped back and quickly rolled up her pant legs.

“Something on your mind?”

Mo Zibei’s lips moved twice, but she didn’t manage to say anything.

After the medicine was applied to her legs, Mo Zibei suddenly asked: “How many days until my injuries heal?”

Mo Zibei hung her head, her voice muffled: “My deskmate and Teacher Lin both said I’m ugly today.”

Mu Hanxi found it somewhat amusing: “Are you upset just because of that?”

Mo Zibei neither denied nor confirmed it.

“Next is your shoulder.”

Mo Zibei licked her lips and slowly pulled down the neckline of her pajamas, exposing her rounded shoulder.

“You’re not ugly,” Mu Hanxi slightly lowered her head, gently tracing circles on the bruise on her shoulder with her fingertip. “I don’t think so.”

Mo Zibei felt an intense itch where the circles were being drawn: “Sister Mu… do you really think so?”

Mu Hanxi hummed and nodded.

The first time Mu Hanxi saw Mo Zibei, she thought the girl was quite good-looking, possessing a kind of cool, severe beauty that wasn’t common in daily life. Even with her injuries, the kid wasn’t ugly.

“Your back now.”

“Oh.” Mo Zibei’s lips subtly curled up, and her voice softened.

Mo Zibei obediently lay on her stomach on the bed and lifted her clothing. This time was much better than the last; she wasn’t so embarrassed.

Mu Hanxi didn’t poke her waist dimple this time, applying the medicine in a very serious manner.

It was Mo Zibei, however, who, after much brazenness, finally asked: “Sister Mu, do you think my back looks nice?”

Mu Hanxi paused her hand movements, suppressed a smile, and said gently, “It looks quite nice.” Mo Zibei’s back was lean and strong, her muscles firm, and the curve of her waist was very shapely.

Hearing this, Mo Zibei secretly grinned, revealing her two distinctive little canine teeth.

Mu Hanxi suddenly recalled what Meng Yuanhao had said in the car. Thinking that Mo Zibei was also an only child, she asked: “Have you ever envied others for having an older sister?”

Mo Zibei was stunned. She was silent for a long while before she blushed, lowered her voice shyly, and whispered: “I didn’t envy anyone before I met you. I do feel a little envious after meeting you.”

Mu Hanxi’s ears flushed slightly upon hearing this…