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

Chapter 200 Thought You Eat Human Blood

The bodyguard quickly brought the medicine kit and quickly applied the medicine to Jiabao.

Qu Jimeng checked again to make sure there was no problem, and then slowly stood up from Jiabao.

There was only a howl of "ah", and the top of Qu Jimeng's head was knocked so painful that the whole world was about to collapse.

"Hold the grass! Chairman, I watched for a long time and thought you were eating human blood, but it turned out that you were just bragging to Jiabao! Hehe..." Zheng Yinan looked evil like a big devil, and deliberately lengthened the ending, which was extremely vile.

It caused the boys and girls who came to school early in the morning to stop.

After all, he tilted his head and signaled the president with his eyes to hurry up, otherwise it would spread throughout the school within a quarter of an hour.

It even spread to the ears of girls from other schools: President Mengmeng eats human blood in public...

The spectators at the school gate clapped their hands and laughed loudly, and the noisy booing immediately attracted the school police.

Jia Bao's face flushed suddenly, she bit her lip, "Damn fairy! You'd better not fall into my hands."

"Come on, baby—leave him alone, I'll take you to the classroom."

As soon as the words fell, Qu Jimeng's schoolbag was hung on the back of his head, and his broad back was waiting in front of Jiabao again.

Garbo smiled and climbed onto his back.

Every time he said to send her off, he would show his generous back in front of her eyes.

Don't worry about other people's jokes, and walk into the campus with her on her back.

Walking into the quadrangle teaching building of the elementary school, Qu Jimeng ran into an extremely lazy brother with a pocket in the corridor.

At first, Bo Liangshuo thought he was delusional, but he couldn't help laughing when he took a closer look.

The two sides approached, but Qu Jimeng hadn't thought of how to greet his brother.

Bo Liangshuo laughed dryly, "Brother! You dote on my sister-in-law so much, do you plan to transfer to our elementary school?"

"Don't talk nonsense! Garbo just fell and hurt his knee."

"Oh—it's just a coincidence that I was injured..."

"You!" Jiabao was dizzy on the spot, ashamed and angry, but there was nothing he could do.

"Garbo, I see what will you do if you join the Special Forces in the future? Do you want my brother to follow your ass every day?"

"What nonsense!"

Qu Jimeng quickly approached Jiabao's classroom, and when she put her down, the little girl urged him to go back to their own classroom.

Lu Xiaofei also gathered around to join in the fun, with vicious jokes: "I thought I went to the wrong classroom!"

"Lu Xiaofei! You're going to die—Brother Mengmeng only sent me here because he saw that it was difficult for me to walk!" Jiabao wished he could spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Inconvenient to walk? "In a few days, I will see that you are not in good health, right? Should you go directly to the classroom of the third grade?"

"Lu Xiaofei, shut up! Just remember!"

All the eyes of the class were focused on Garbo, who was blushing at the back of the classroom.

Especially boys, with that look, looking at Jiabao as if trying to see through her.

Jia Bao hurriedly sat down in embarrassment, took out a book from the desk to cover her face.It seems like I did something wrong.

Li Zhi walked into the classroom with her schoolbag on her back, and asked with a smile, "Jia Bao, did you guys quarrel when you got home last night?"

Her call attracted everyone's attention again.

"What are you all doing looking at us?" Li Zhi walked to the seat and put down her schoolbag, asking puzzledly.

"Jia Bao and her brain father had a quarrel last night... so Jia Bao was in a bad mood today, so he deliberately came to eat shit - and then the president had a reason to hug her calf... to eat blood?" Lu Xiaofei looked at me. The expression of knowing everything, the analysis is very exciting.

Lizhi: "Did Jiabao fall?"

Jia Bao weakly put down the book covering his face, and looked at Lu Xiaofei with his hand on his chin.

"Lu Xiaofei, what do you want me to say about you?"

Jiabao asked in a desperate tone.

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