The president's favorite: little friend, you are so sweet

Chapter 15
In the classroom of Class [-], Grade [-], Qu Jimeng had a few books on his desk, but his eyes were distracted.

The first class in the morning is the Chinese class of the homeroom teacher. The teacher reads and explains the text aloud on the podium, but he, who is sitting in the last row, can't catch half a word.

"Hey—are you in a daze? You've been late for the past few days... Don't you have anything to say to me?" Zheng Yinan, the goblin male deskmate, turned on the noisy mode as usual!The two of them are top students together, but every time they take an exam, they will always be left behind by Qu Jimeng, who has always been number one on the list——

So he didn't worry about the teacher's class at all, and elbowed the stunned boy.

A thin smile appeared on the corner of Qu Jimeng's mouth, and he glanced at him sullenly and said in a low voice, "Aren't you the president of the Dark Detective Agency?"

If you have the ability to investigate by yourself!Go investigate!

"Oh - you are so arrogant, believe it or not, I will announce the results of the investigation in public?"

Qu Jimeng sneered and gave him a 'whatever you want' look.

He has no secrets, so is he afraid that his classmates at the same table will mobilize all the detective agency students to search for a needle in a haystack?
nonexistent!

"Okay, you kid!" Zheng Yinan smiled ruffiantly, patted Qu Jimeng's shoulder heavily, and then leaned into his ear and whispered: "If I find out that you have something wrong... hehehe——"

Then let all the girls in the school cry to death!
Qu Jimeng understands that the "situation" mentioned by the same table refers to the situation of men and women. As a school grass elected by the people, he can't stop the girls from loving him crazily!Fortunately, Jiabao is still young and hasn't come to the elementary school, otherwise...

what!In the future, if Jia Bao clings to him as a school grass every day, won't he be laughed to death?
Qu Jimeng seemed to be able to see his "brilliant years", and his scalp went numb immediately!
"I don't think there will be any way to arrive early in the future."

"In the future? What are you going to do in the morning... Don't tell me you don't want to be the president of the morning concert anymore?"

First time hearing about this guy not doing morning routines!

Qu Jimeng thought of Jiabao's small white teeth that hurt him every time he bit them, but they were so sweet, so he couldn't help the heat in his chest.

"I think I've been the president for so many years, so I should let him go! Sometime I'll go and tell the principal—"

The goblin man next to him was too noisy: "Qu Jimeng! What the hell are you up to?"

The president doesn't even want to be the president!

At the same time, Jia Bao was much more generous, not only telling everyone about the important matter of picking up Mengmeng to school, but also telling the students: Recently, she has successfully lived with Mengmeng.

When Mr. Beibei passed the Strawberry Group, he felt "hehehe" in his heart. Do the little kids know how to live together these days?
It seems that she also has to work hard, hurry up and find a blue pot friend!

Otherwise, she will be compared to this little girl!Sprinkle dog food in the kindergarten all day long!
"If Mengmeng really loves you... that would be great." When school was about to leave in the afternoon, the little friends were sitting in rows on small stools waiting for school to end, Lizhi suddenly appeared and sighed.

This remark attracted the attention of all the little friends.

Baby Jiabao's fat face was startled for a moment and hurriedly said: "Of course I love me! Last time we had a party at Junchen Daddy's house, Mengmeng Mommy said that Mengmeng would take care of me in the future!"

Thinking of that party, Brother Mengmeng was really caring, he let her ride the black donkey, and deliberately sent Mengmeng's younger brother away.

Give her the toy to play with first.

Let her eat the delicious ones first.

Hehehe... If it's not about loving her, I really can't find a more suitable word.

(End of this chapter)