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

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These days, if everything is fine, Mu Hanxi will go to the nearby fitness/body/room for exercise after dinner. Mo Zebei went to class during the day, and went home to read and do questions at night.

It was okay at first, but as the days were long, Mo Zebei felt empty in his heart. Mu Hanxi's work is usually very busy and travels frequently, but now he always goes out to do sports in his spare time. This way, the time between the two of them will be natural. It is decreasing day by day.

On a Saturday in late May, Mu Hanxi went out from noon, and did not go home for dinner.

After finishing the meal and returning to the study, Mo Zebei's thoughts were flying and she was unable to concentrate. She took out her mobile phone and wanted to call Mu Hanxi. She rubbed the screen with her fingertips, but did not call it for a long time.

She thought for a while, and finally put her phone away, put on the clothes she went out, and went downstairs.

She ran for a while in the community downstairs. After seven o'clock, she suddenly went to the health/body/house Mu Hanxi frequented on a whim. She knew this place, but she had never been to this place. It was the number one. Second-rate.

She was taken upstairs by the front desk staff in the name that she wanted to apply for a card but needed to visit the facilities and the environment first.

The store’s equipment is complete, the interior is clean and tidy. There are many people, mainly young people, and the music is stimulating, which makes it a bit noisy, but the atmosphere is good, everyone’s faces are full of smiles. Exuding youth or hormonal breath.

"You don't need to follow me, I want to take a look at it myself." Mo Zebei tilted his head and said, and the staff member left with interest.

Bypassing the spinning bikes to the south and the yoga venues to the east, Mo Zebei continued to walk in, gazing back and forth on different people, passing through the equipment area for increasing muscles and reducing fat. Mo Zebei finally stopped off the treadmill. Not far away, this treadmill is set in front of the bright French windows, with a wide field of vision, allowing you to look into the distance.

She saw the familiar figure that made her worry and the people on both sides of this person, Han Mo on the left and Duan Yi on the right.

Han Mo was wearing shorts and a waistcoat with a belly button. His golden curly hair fluttered in the air as he jogged. When others saw her, she might think she was enchanting and feminine, but Mo Zebei was only upset.

Duan Yi, with wheat-skinned skin and a short white sports outfit, this man has strong legs. At first glance, he looks dark and his running posture is a bit contrived, as if he was deliberately showing it to someone, with his head raised high. It's tall, with a straight back and a bumpy buttocks, like a big **** jumping with hypocrisy, without any beauty.

Seeing Han Mo pressed the deceleration button, he changed from running to walking. He tilted his head and shouted that the two people next to him would take a break and drink water. It's hard to find her.

Mu Hanxi simply **** her long hair. The tight-fitting black trousers looked like this man with narrow waist and narrow shoulders, slender legs, handsome and exquisite facial features, dyed blush due to moderate exercise, and the delicate white neck was puffed up. With crystal thin sweat, she raised her face and drank a few sips of water, her **** throat slid up and down, her moist and seductive lips glowing...Mo Zebei saw Duan Yizheng next to her with shining eyes. Hot like fire.

Mo Zebei frowned, clenched his fists unconsciously, and narrowed his eyes, his eyes darkening.

After watching for a few more minutes, Mo Zebei left quietly, her hands in her pockets facing the moonlight, and she walked at random upset.