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

Chapter 53 Your Love Letter to Me?

"No, she is more mature than last year, so she needs to write a more mature love letter." Since she is not very good at writing, she asked her grandfather to do it for her.

The old man was happy, "I don't seem to be very good at writing as an old man."

The point is that he is getting old, and he is too embarrassed to tell his daughter-in-law that he used to be very good at writing love letters.

"It's okay, you write, I say."

The old man threw the piece of paper on the coffee table as he said, and the grandfather and grandson planned to continue to cooperate happily.

"Little bitch."

"what?"

The old man was very puzzled, but he still wrote it down.

"YOGURT ice cream."

The old man wrote it again.

"Marshmallow."

"Write marshmallows too, baby, are you sure you're writing a love letter and not a shopping list for snacks?"

Jia Bao pursed her lips and smiled, "They all rank second."

"Then who ranks first in snacks in your mind?"

"Cute husband."

The old man said oh, this little guy has a lot of ideas.Comparing his grandson to a snack, I just don't know what kind of reaction the hero will have after receiving this strange love letter.

He really regretted not quietly installing a surveillance camera in the children's room.

Thinking about it this way, the old man felt that he was really perverted again.

If the eldest grandson knew his obscene thoughts, he would definitely call him crazy as a dead old man.
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Jia Bao happily ran upstairs with the folded love letter, only to see that Qu Jimeng had already returned to the children's room, ready to go to bed.

Then he happily ran up to him and waved the piece of paper in his hand.

Qu Jimeng was stunned when he saw the little guy walking into his room, "Baby, are you still up?"

Of course he saw that the door of her room was open, the light was on, and the room was empty.

Jia Bao ran up to him with a blushing face, and stuffed the piece of paper folded into a heart shape into his hand, "Husband, it's for you."

"What?" Qu Jimeng opened the piece of paper.

Look down one by one.

Jia Bao didn't make a sound, watching the reaction on his face nervously.

"Baby? You mean you want me to go to the convenience store next to the school to buy you snacks tomorrow--" Before Qu Jimeng finished speaking, he saw the last line!

"Honey, are you surprised?" Jiabao looked up at him eagerly.

I look forward to being appreciated by my cute husband, and I will give her a good night kiss or something.

Qu Jimeng smiled with her thin lips, and understood a little, "You gave me a love letter?"

Jia Bao nodded, and with his little hands behind his back, he said very seriously, "Keep it as a souvenir, I'm in the first grade today."

In fact, she had been waiting for the other party to praise her, but after waiting for a long time, she did not hear the expected compliment.

Holding the piece of paper, Qu Jimeng fixedly looked at the little girl's charming little face, looked up at him stupidly, reached out and stroked her little head,

"Baby, shouldn't love letters be written by boys?"

Jia Bao was excited for a second, hugged him, kissed and bit him, "It's okay, I like to write love letters to my cute husband!"

Qu Jimeng was speechless.

I really want to know how she came up with the idea of ​​writing a love letter to him this time. You know, he has received countless passionate love letters long ago, and the two love letters from this girl are the most special and funny.

"During the day, I read it to Lizhi. She said that you might not like to eat snacks, so I decided to learn how to read and write a love letter to you in the future." Jiabao said, crawling on the bed and holding the Cheek, looked at Qu Jimeng without blinking.

She was also really worried that her cute husband would not like it.

(End of this chapter)