The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

"Good-looking." Cheng Huan admired, walked over and managed the collar for him: "It looks better than a suit."

The neckline's hand was being held, and the other's palm was warm, even with her fingertips that made her cooler.

The man held her hand and put a kiss on the lips. "You like me and wear this in the future."

Cheng Huan joked: "Will it be impossible for you to wear a piece of clothing for a month?"

"It's not impossible." If the man was serious, he changed his expression after seeing her shock. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and traced a smile at the end of his eyes: "Joke."

He lowered Cheng Huan's hand, and replaced him with fingers crossed, sitting on the sofa, holding someone from the back, and whispering in her ear, "Will you buy me clothes later?"

"I think about it." Cheng Huan's eyes waved slightly, leaning back, the other's chest fit tightly with her back, and through the clothing, the temperature on the man's body seemed to pass over.

"How long will it take?" Jiang Mingyuan snorted, sniffed his long hair, and then asked, "A minute is enough?"

"Don't be foolish, how can you think about it for only a minute?" Cheng Huan glanced over his side and pulled his hair back from his hand: "And don't always move your hands."

The other person was slightly dissatisfied: "You are my person."

Cheng Huan flushed: "It depends on the occasion."

Jiang Mingyuan followed her instructions and stared at the stars playing new toys not far away. She lowered her half-stretched hand, straightened up, held the person on her lap, and asked another thing: "What are you doing?" Time to move up. "

Cheng Huan: "... is this too fast?"

"Unhappy, I have waited for a long time."

"..."

"Huh? When?" The man asked again, and then replied to himself: "It's just after the new year, let's travel back, and you move in with me, will you?"

"I personally don't agree with cohabitation before marriage ..."

"You can get married now."

"The Civil Affairs Bureau is off."

"It's okay to go tomorrow." The man bowed his head again, and the puppy sniffed around his neck. "OK?"

"Jiang Mingyuan, why are you doing this!" Cheng Huanhong opened his hands on his waist with his ears, stood up and stared back at him: "You didn't do this before."

"You don't like it?"

Cheng Huan: "..."

She was silent for a while, still did not like to say that dislike, and then turned to wink, then turned and said to cook: "Anyway, marry something slowly, there must be an inspection period?"

"Okay." Jiang Mingyuan got up and followed: "You can do whatever you want to investigate, but don't take too long."

Cheng Huan opened the refrigerator and asked casually: "What? It's been too long since you exposed your nature?"

"Well." The man behind him responded, paused and said, "I can't help it for too long."

Cheng Huan grabbed two tomatoes and hesitated at the words. After he figured it out, he couldn't bear tossing things over: "What do you say?"

It was close, and it did nt hurt to smash something. Jiang Mingyuan took the tomatoes in one hand, walked over and put them in the sink, washed them, and asked, How do I cut them?

Cheng Huan's reaction to this change couldn't be more, and after a brief meeting, he said, "Ceding is fine."

"Okay." The tomatoes were placed on the cutting board, their long fingers pressed on them, the blade fell, and the round tomatoes were cut in half from the middle.

Cheng Huan watched him move, and the kitchen was quiet again.

Jiang Mingyuan is not skilled in cutting things, but he is very serious. After cutting one, he puts the tomato pieces on the cutting board into a plate and continues to cut one.

Cheng Huan waited to be sure he had nothing else, so he opened the refrigerator and prepared for something else. The refrigerator door opened, and she found half of the cleaned chicken. As soon as she touched the bag, she heard the person behind her say, "I'm too dull and not very pleasing. My mother said that I can't see through. No one knows what they like or don't like, so people can't get close. "

His hand stopped, Cheng Huan turned around, and watched the man cut the last tomato, put it in the plate, and continued: "I feel that since the relationship is established, it can never be the same as before. I have to take the initiative not ? "

He turned his head and smiled briefly at Cheng Huan: "If there is something you don't like, just raise it, I will pay attention."

"No, in fact, there is no dislike." It was just a sudden change that made her a little uncomfortable, and her habits were just fine.

She pursed her lips and looked up at Jiang Mingyuan, then turned and took out the half of the chicken from the refrigerator: "How about eating chestnut roast chicken at night?"

"it is good."

"Then you peel me chestnuts."

"Ok."

...

The day is not much different from the usual one. After dinner, the family used the newscast as the background sound to discuss tomorrow's schedule.

Xingxing knew at night that he was going to visit his dad's hometown to see his grandpa. He was curious about the new family and kept chasing many questions, such as how old, tall, and what he looked like.

Jiang Mingyuan is also very talkative about his father. He asked the stars to wait, and went upstairs to get a photo.

The photo is the one he put in the study, with the younger version of Jiang Father Jiangmu and the younger version of him. When Xing Xing snorted as soon as he saw the photo, he opened his eyes wide, pointed to the middle of the photo and asked, "Is this me?"

"This is Dad." Jiang Mingyuan explained with a smile, pointing at the person introduced in the photo, and said something interesting when the photo was taken.

This was the first time he had mentioned his own affairs. Cheng Huan and Xingxing both listened with interest, and seeing that they were interested, Jiang Mingyuan picked out some other more interesting things. It was already ten o'clock after saying this. The stars were sleepy and yawned. Jiang Mingyuan put down the photo and took the stars to take a shower. After the shower, he coaxed his son to sleep and walked to the living room again.

Cheng Huan had just taken a shower and was sitting on the sofa in her pajamas. When Jiang Mingyuan came out, she got up and passed.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Mingyuan saw that she had something to say.

"Well ... back to your hometown tomorrow, should I buy some gifts?"

Jiang Mingyuan pinned off a strand of hair in her forehead and said softly, "No, these assistants will prepare. You just need to bring someone over."

"Not this." Cheng Huan gritted his teeth. "I want to ask your mother what she likes."

Cheng Huan doesn't like Mrs. Jiang, no matter it is a novel or reality, she just finds someone to go to kindergarten to draw the blood of the stars, which makes her unhappy about the future "mother-in-law" who has never met.

But it s one thing to have a goodwill. It s another to be Jiang Mingyuan s mother. The relationship in blood cannot be broken off. Cheng Huan is not willing to let a man be in the middle. He does nt mind if the principle is not involved. A little "please" the lady Jiang.

Jiang Mingyuan's thoughts could also be seen. The man sighed, twitched his fingertips over her eyebrow, and said softly, "I'm glad to meet you."

"Don't interrupt, tell the truth." Cheng Huan grabbed his hand and held it, his face tangled: "Don't say it's too expensive, it's too expensive, I can't afford it. And it's too late now, outside Many stores are closed and I don't know if I can buy anything tomorrow. "

Jiang Mingyuan lowered his finger and played with her fingers: "Don't worry about these."

"Why, are you prepared for this too?"

"No." Jiang Mingyuan took her hand and kissed him on the fingertips: "Without these, she is not in the country."

"Don't you come back for Chinese New Year!"

"If you don't come back, you probably won't come back in the future." Men's emotions are not very high when referring to his mother. He smiled and skipped the topic: "Don't think about it, go to bed early, but don't think as much as last night. Insomnia. "

"How can I lose sleep every day." Cheng Huan took out his hand and snorted, and then said a little awkwardly, "You go to bed earlier."

"Ok."

"Good night then"

"it is good."

The man kept watching her not moving, Cheng Huan stopped for a moment and thought about it, suddenly stomped his feet and touched the other's lips.

"late"

As soon as a word was spoken, the rest of the words were swallowed in. The hand on the back of her head made her unable to escape. The kiss was far more intense than that in the afternoon. The man acted fiercely and seemed to eat her into the belly.

The man was thoroughly explored in his mouth, and Cheng Huancai was finally released. The man was breathing a bit, and his eyes were extremely dark. He reached out and wiped the water stains on the lips in front of his eyes with a thumb. Then I said goodbye again: "I went up."

"Come on." Cheng Huan was a little flustered by his disguise, she waved her hand, hesitated for a few seconds, and then followed someone to the elevator, the elevator closed, covering the sight of the person inside.

Cheng Huan exhaled, tried the temperature on his face with his back of his hand, and bit his lip back to the room. She changed clothes and went to bed. She wrapped herself in the quilt from beginning to end. After half a ring, the quilt opened a seam and probed from the inside. With a head out, Cheng Huan sucked in the fresh air outside his mouth, and patted his face again: "Sleep and sleep."

After speaking, I wrapped my quilt tightly and closed my eyes, but this time I left my head outside.

...

Although there were a lot of things in her mind, Cheng Huan's sleep quality was good that night. When she woke up in the morning, it was only six o'clock. She slowly got up and prepared breakfast. Before leaving, Jiang Mingyuan left. The two were at The kitchen was awkward for a while. After breakfast, the man came to help her clean up.

This time I went back to my hometown for three days and three nights. The afternoon passed, and the second day came back. The time was short, so I didn't need to prepare too much clothes, but the winter clothes were bulky, so I finally packed up two large suitcases.

The luggage was ready to be set aside, and Cheng Huan washed her hands and applied hand cream. She took care of every corner of her fingers, and suddenly remembered and asked, "Where did we eat Chinese New Year dinner?"

The Jiang family is not a small family. There are four brothers and sisters of Father Gwangjiang, and even more in the previous generation. Grandpa Jiang has eight siblings. Each sibling has many children. Closer relatives have nearly a hundred people.

Grandpa Jiang Mingyuan died early. Father Jiang and their brothers were brought up by the grandfather, Jiang's uncle. The grandfather was ninety-five years old this year, and his body was still tough. Jiang Mingyuan went back to worship his father, and to visit the grandpa.

He and his uncle brother, Grandpa Jiang, have almost fallen into trouble. The relationship with them is okay. Many people want to eat him, and they are vying for a meal.

It was just that, this year, he dragged his family around, and naturally it was not good to go to someone else's home.

"I'll book a table."

"Let's do it ourselves."

The two spoke at the same time, and looked at each other after speaking, Cheng Huan listened to him and waved with a smile: "What's the point of eating someone else's dinner, how busy are you doing, don't you say there is a kitchen in the villa?"

"Have"

"Then let's buy something and make it by ourselves. The New Year will have a New Year's atmosphere." I think she would do a lot of things with Grandpa when she was a child. Can I buy something? "

"Have"

"Then do it yourself. Let's just make three of them. Don't make too much. What do you like about the shrimp? Do you like shrimp?"

"like."

"Sure enough, he was born naturally, and your son likes shrimp, too." Cheng Huan wrote down in his mobile memo and asked him what type of shrimp he liked, Jiang Mingyuan said.

"It's too late now. I can't buy a lot of things. If I say, I still prefer prawns and more meat."

"Then want this."

"Depending on the situation, you may not be able to buy it."

"Yes," Jiang Mingyuan said softly. When Cheng Huan was thinking about Chinese New Year dishes, he went out and dialed a phone.

"Help me see if the kitchen utensils at home are incomplete, and make up for them. Also, get the ingredients ready, prawns, fresh, air transported."

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