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

Chapter 479 Xiaoyu suddenly wants to buy a book?
Xiang Jiabao sat on the window sill of the classroom, which was as warm as spring, and heard hurried footsteps in the silent corridor, but he ignored it.

After a few seconds, Ling Yu walked into the classroom with her schoolbag on her back, rubbing her hands with her flushed cheeks.

Xiang Jiabao waved his hand at her without looking back.Shaking two feet in cotton boots, while drinking coffee, looking out the window at the special forces comrades in various coquettish poses on the snow, giggling non-stop.

"Jiabao, didn't you say you brought your husband here to take a commemorative photo? Why don't you take a photo with them outside?" When Ling Yu came in from the outside, she was pleasantly surprised to see Qu Jimeng taking a photo with her comrades.

She thought she lied to Garbo and lied to all of them.

I ran into the classroom with my schoolbag on my back and saw someone sitting on the windowsill, so I dropped my schoolbag and ran over.

"You don't understand this, do you? I just found a perfect excuse to lure Brother Mengmeng into the army, let him chat with his comrades, and relax—"

Since he left the Special Forces, he seemed to have no daily life except for the company and her, which inevitably made it difficult for him to truly enjoy himself.

Although in the past five years, his world has only been training and her.

"Oh—so you thought of taking him for a photoshoot, didn't you?"

"I said in the group in the morning that I would go to the back mountain to take a commemorative photo. That was just for Brother Mengmeng. You didn't understand the reasoning behind it?"

Ling Yu seemed out of breath, clapping her hands, "You really have it! Also, your husband is so obedient, he will come whenever he says so."

"That is--"

Xiang Jiabao raised his eyebrows slightly proudly, and glanced at Xiaoyu whose cheeks were as red as tomatoes in the cold winter, "I was researching the data of that drone last night, and accidentally forgot to reply to your message."

She suddenly remembered that she had received a message from Ling Yu last night.

There is also the old uncle, who also sent messages from her front and rear feet, the kind of words that make people confused.

"It's nothing..." Ling Yu thought she had forgotten the message, and turned back to her seat in embarrassment.

"You asked me yesterday, do you want to buy books in the big bookstore in the city?"

Xiang Jiabao turned his head and glanced at the snow outside the window, and found that Qu Jimeng was surrounded by his comrades in the direction of the cafeteria, so he jumped off the window sill, walked to Lingyu and sat down.

"It's nothing, I just want to buy a book and come back and read it—"

"You love studying so much?"

Hearing Ling Yu said that he wanted to buy a book to read, a strange light flashed in Xiang Jiabao's eyes, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously raised a smile, "What book do you want to buy? I'll buy it and bring it to you later."

"I want to buy it myself..."

"If you insist so much, that's fine! You have to read it urgently, and go to the city with my uncle today, and the bookstore closes late at night."

"En." Ling Yu swallowed, her chest still heaving up and down, panting.

Xiang Jiabao didn't take this matter to heart, and spent the whole morning class thinking about what Qu Jimeng was doing.

In fact, Qu Jimeng went to the cafeteria to have breakfast with everyone in the morning, and then followed the special forces to the school grounds, standing on the sidelines to watch their training.

Then I took the camera and took a few good shots from time to time.

"Hey! Ha-"

Under Miyano Zhi's helpless attention, Qu Jimeng didn't dare to stay on the sidelines of the school field to influence everyone's training.

So I went to the administrative building alone to find my father.

Qu Jinghuan's orderly ran downstairs to meet him.

"Brother Xu, does my father have any special arrangements today?"

Xu Huan has been by Qu Jinghuan's side for many years, and led him upstairs with a smile. The two walked into the elevator, looked at the slowly closing elevator door, and said, "My lord has been studying holographic projection battle scenes in the Academy of Military Sciences recently. Listen to it today." Said that you are here, said to spare time to drink tea with you—"

(End of this chapter)