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

Chapter 241 Blindly Optimistic Guy!
When Qu Jimeng heard the word Special Forces, it was like a flash of lightning struck down suddenly in a clear sky.

Dad specially asked the two of them to come together, did he even need to explain?
Jia Bao saw that something was wrong with Qu Jimeng, and secretly reached out to hold him, "Brother Mengmeng, I believe you will return to the Sirius team soon."

here we go again!Pollyanna! ! !
Qu Jimeng made an unbearable expression, the baby has said this sentence countless times.

From last night to this morning, his ears were almost callused.

Hearing what Jiabao said, Qu Jinghuan's heart warmed up. Just because this child is handsome, intelligent, delicate-minded, and has an excellent family background, he should be able to withstand the storms of life.

He put down the cup gently after drinking the milk, but did not let go, "Mengmeng, do you also think that you have been greatly wronged this time?"

"No, no, Daddy."

"Ah."

The father showed a gentle smile, and his brows were full of infinite pampering.

"You must always keep in mind that the low water becomes the sea, and the low man becomes the king. Since ancient times, the saint has no name, and the great has no form. The path each of us will take and the things we will encounter are all in the shadow of the god of destiny. A barrier set up for us. From now on, you can hide your strengths and bide your time like a manly man, so that you don't boast about your talents and your position."

"I remember, Daddy..." Qu Jimeng listened carefully to his father's instruction.

He likes to listen to his father's teachings.Quiet voice, without waves or waves, without any emotion, but every sentence is engraved in my heart.

Xiang Jiabao was not as arrogant as last night, instead he had a youthful and playful face.

"Daddy, just put your mind at ease, I will always remind Mengmeng in the future, so that he won't get angry easily!"

"Gabao... Then Mengmeng will be handed over to you in the future."

"Hehehe... Daddy, it seems a little too early for you to say to me—"

Qu Jinghuan's dark eyes fixed on the faces of a pair of children without blinking.

"Daddy, what Jiabao means is that it's not yet time for me to marry her and start a family... Usually, this sentence is said by parents when their children are married..." Qu Jimeng rubbed his nose and quickly explained.

"Oh—you're getting married early, aren't you? Let's not talk about this, let's eat quickly."

When Qu Jinghuan heard his son talking about marriage, a thin smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his brows drooped slightly, and his expression was slightly condensed.

It seems to be telling him that the child will not belong to him when he grows up.

The sense of loss that seems to be absent can only be experienced by parents.

The father and son sat in the dining room, eating quietly.

After a hurried breakfast with his father, Qu Jimeng consciously came to the Special Forces to report.

Special Forces, as the name suggests, is a group of small soldiers who have been brushed down by a special combination of special forces.

Fortunately, Qu Jimeng had an urgent consultation with Wings of the Galaxy last night, and this team has not yet reached the point of being incurable.

It's just that they are still far behind the top soldiers of the top ten military regions.

What's more, they were all recruits recruited from all over the country last year.

On the special training ground, a group of slightly greasy boys lined up, chatting away.

Qu Jimeng walked to the instructor's side in an orderly manner, and gave a military salute: "Report sir! Qu Jimeng came to the Special Forces to report!"

The Maodanzi in the queue below were startled, and were indeed overwhelmed by this resonant voice.

The chief is a domineering and queen-like daughter.

Hearing this voice, he turned his hands behind his back and squinted at the person who came to report a day late, "Join!"

"Yes!"

Qu Jimeng turned around, quickly glanced at the team, and trotted into the side of the team in a beautiful military posture.

Stand still.

　Ask for tickets, gorgeous recommendation tickets, where are you?

　　


(End of this chapter)