Jiang Momo was hooking up with Ning'er's shoulder, "I can't tell that Ning'er is still a class committee member. What kind of class committee member are you?"
Ning'er said: "The class committee member who is the least concerned about the matter. Brother Xiao Su told me that I would run for the class committee member once, take charge of more class affairs, and cultivate my abilities, so I chose a life committee member."
Jiang Momo thought about it and it seemed that it was useless. Nowadays, students and teachers communicate one-on-one, and her Ning'er was a free job.
"But every time I listen to a lecture, others are not free, so I come here directly."
Jiang Momo rubbed Ning'er's head.
Su Linyan held his little nephew and walked from the east gate to the west gate. He determined the order of leaving the factory with the school. He was also arranging Zhou Zisheng and other subordinates, "There are many students participating in the meeting. When he went down the stairs, he would go down the stairs.
There must be a police officer responsible for safety at every entrance."
Zhou Zisheng received the order and began to assign who to guard with whom.
Sure enough, someone fell in love with Miss Jiang’s man.
"Ah" A loss was heard in the crowd. Someone saw Su Linyan walking forward and behind with one hand in one hand.
What the little cutie prefers most is to hold her uncle's police badge and study it, what kind of official is this? Continue to chew it in your mouth.
Su Linyan looked at him for a while, with deep affection in his eyes, and rubbed his nephew's head, "I'm going to preach later. Keep your saliva and wait until my uncle finishes talking before chewing."
Everyone subconsciously thought that this was his son.
After a while, it was about to start. Xiaoshanjun began to get restless. There were many people and the room was too stuffy. The little guy didn't know if he was hungry or thirsty, but his little body was excited, he curled his mouth and cried with grievance.
No matter how you coax it, it will be useless.
Jiang Momo was prepared for it. She was professional in stealing the baby, and she stole all the baby bags from Shan Jun.
The milk powder inside is complete.
Ning'er ran fast, and there were still ten minutes left before the beginning. She was debugging the microphone on the spot. She sizzled and screamed, and the little guy cried loudly.
Su Linyan hurriedly carried him out to coax him.
Ning'er was downstairs, soaked the milk powder and ran towards the lecture hall again with great enthusiasm.
The little guy cried and only let his aunt hug him.
Jiang Momo held the little meat baby, "Be good, don't wait for your uncle to cry again. At that time, don't say you are popular, your aunt will be popular too. Your aunt is the retired school beauty at school, already
It's very popular, I don't want to be popular again."
The little guy cried when he didn't listen to his aunt's nagging.
"Mr. Shan, you have a good inheritance from your aunt. Don't learn from your aunt's spoiledness. That spoiledness is not a good thing."
The sweet baby continues to be delicate.
He patted the back and kissed his little face again. Finally, Ning'er breathed heavily and rescued the milk powder in time to save Jiang Tianzhi's mouth.
Oh, he's hungry.
Holding the water bottle in both hands, swallowing with big mouthfuls. Jiang Momo even lay on her nephew's chest, and she heard the little guy swallowing.
Two lines of tears were hung on the eyelashes, and they were carried into the venue again. The lecture was a long time, so a few seats were empty in front of the first floor. Ning'er wanted to take care of her children for her aunt, so she also sat in the front row.
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She obediently and obediently held the notebook and pen, and watched the school leaders on the stage speak seriously.
Jiang Momo had never seen such a serious girl, and she could even be sure that many people behind her were lowering their heads to play with their mobile phones.