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

Chapter 421 Gradually Sinks to the Bottom of the Lake
Xiang Jiabao pursed his mouth angrily, full of sarcasm, and retracted his body.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Yinan quietly said next to the car, "Hey - you can have this! By the way, give us a box of Du, Lei, and Si!"

"Grandpa Du Dudu! Shameless! Brother Mengmeng, let's go!"

Being scolded by Xiang Jiabao, Zheng Yinan smiled instead of anger and leaned forward and backward with laughter.

"Hehehe... Your husband envies me the most now that I can eat meat! If you don't believe me, ask him?"

Qu Jimeng put his left hand on the car window, "What's wrong with your car?"

"A little problem, let's go right away! See you~"

Seeing that he was in a good mood this morning, Qu Jimeng still let him talk nonsense.

With a sharp step on the accelerator, the military vehicle sped forward.

On the street, Qu Jimeng saw that it was still early, so he dragged his fiancée around the town and watched, expecting to encounter strange things.

But today is not a day for going to the market, and there are very few people shopping.

Except for the aborigines, there are almost no foreigners in the town, and there are very few people in the army.

At this moment in Orange Lake, the afternoon sun is still blazing, and the wind is sunny.

The troop fishing motor boats were full of soldiers going fishing in the lake, and they sailed slowly towards the center of the lake.

A group of people were still singing loudly, singing against the comrades playing on the shore.

As the motor boat drove to Guan Gong Island in the center of the lake, the singing gradually disappeared.

Soldiers in twos and threes were sitting on the treetops and grass on the bank.

No matter how hot it is in summer, as long as you lean against the edge of Orange Lake, you will be cool and transparent in an instant.

People on the shore with their backs bent looked up at the center of the lake from time to time.

I don't know who was the first to spot the fishing boat sailing into the lake. Looking at it from a distance, the turbid waves rolled over.The sky that was clear a moment ago changed suddenly over the lake.

A violent wind blew up, and the waves danced wildly. In an instant, the motor boat shook helplessly, and gradually sank to the bottom of the lake...

"what……"

The soldiers on the shore looked dumbfounded.

It has been heard that there is a demonic storm in the center of this lake that sinks ships, but many people have not seen it with their own eyes.

"Look! The ship of our army has sunk—" The soldiers who reacted immediately jumped up from the grass and roared loudly.

The soldiers who were chatting on the shore heard the roar and ran to the shore one after another, "Quick! Let's save people!"

The few speedboats on the shore were also used by the troops for training. Everyone quickly jumped on the speedboats and ran towards the center of the lake.

The violent waves lasted only a few minutes, and the turbulent turbid current swallowed the boat until the lake was calm.

When the speedboat approached Guan Gong Island, nothing could be seen on the lake.

……

From the west of the town to the east of the town, after a round of shopping, Jiabao leaned against his fiancé's chest with a terrible headache, "Brother Mengmeng, I think we should go back, it seems that there is really nothing in the town that Lizhi can see." It's bright."

"Lichi doesn't like that kind of mountain goods, otherwise we'll buy her a soft woven women's bag."

"Eh? Bags are fine! It's the store my mother visited last time, right? Let's go!"

Xiang Jiabao's headache disappeared immediately, and he dragged his fiancé to the handicraft workshop in another alley next door.It was a bag made of specially planted extremely soft rattan, which was beautiful and practical.

"Last time I went to see it with Lizhi, and we didn't buy it because we said it might not be needed in the army."

"Fortunately, I didn't buy it, otherwise we would have to return empty-handed today."

When the two came to the store, the storekeeper received them very warmly.

I heard that it was a gift for my girlfriends, and I also recommended them a style suitable for young girls.

In the end, Xiang Jiabao carried a bag woven with small blue flowers, and got into the car contentedly.

On the way back, Qu Jimeng's portable communicator suddenly flashed a series of red alarms.

(End of this chapter)