The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun: 38.038

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These things were made by Jiang Mingyuan with the stars these days. Of course, the little guy still remembers. At the end of Cheng Huan's speech, he turned his head and stared at Jiang Mingyuan.

Jiang Mingyuan also looked at him. Father and son looked at each other for a while, Xingxing turned his head and said: "Mom said Uncle Jiang."

"Baby is right." Cheng Huan touched his little face: "In fact, Uncle Jiang is the father of the stars."

The stars can't turn around for a while, how come a good uncle becomes a father? He looked at Jiang Mingyuan and Cheng Huan again, wanting to see something from the adult's expression.

The two of them looked serious on their faces, not as if they were joking. The star pouted, twisted his hips, took Cheng Huan's hand, and faced Jiang Mingyuan.

Jiang Mingyuan kept looking at him, with undisguised anticipation in his eyes. The stars moved his mouth, his calves straightened, and he placed himself on Jiang Mingyuan, and then softly asked: "Are you really my father?"

"Yes." Jiang Mingyuan grabbed his little feet and placed them with a soft expression.

"Then why..." The star pouted, sulking: "You never came before!"

"I'm sorry." The child couldn't understand the matter between the adults. Jiang Mingyuan didn't want to let him know. He apologized, his expression was sincere, but he was a little worried: "It's my father who is late, and he will definitely not leave. ."

The stars used to envy others who have fathers, but now I heard that he did, but he was actually quite happy, but the fact that his uncle became a father was so sudden that he hadn't fully accepted it for a while. He looked at Jiang Mingyuan a lot. Then he said shyly: "I forgive you."

"Good son!" Jiang Mingyuan was relieved in an instant. He leaned over with a smile, reached out and held the little guy in his arms, smelling the scent of baby cream on his son, feeling very satisfied.

In the afternoon, Jiang Mingyuan spent all his feelings with the stars. The father and son played with his toys in the living room at home without going out.

The stars now have a lot of toys. In addition to the naive cars and Superman, there are also educational toys such as Rubik’s Cube, Nine Links, Building Blocks, and Huarong Dao. Jiang Mingyuan is very good at these games and expresses himself in various ways. In one afternoon, the Xingxing completely admired him, and he admired him terribly.

The two played from noon to sunset. When the sky got dark, Jiang Mingyuan got up and said to go out to eat together.

"No, I have already cooked." Cheng Huan came out of the kitchen, first glanced at the stars lying on the ground, then glanced at Jiang Mingyuan: "Let’s eat here at night."

This is the first time Cheng Huan has stayed with Jiang Mingyuan for dinner, which made him feel a little flattered. He is not the kind of person who is especially holding him. He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to go in and help.

Cheng Huan has almost cooked the dishes and put them on the chopping board. The cooker hood is working non-stop, and the braised pork stewed in the pot is fragrant and fragrant. Jiang Mingyuan was standing by, not knowing what to do.

The kitchen space was originally small. One more person found it difficult to turn around. Cheng Huan raised his head and rolled his eyes. Next to his finger, he ordered: "Help me get the dishes out."

"Okay." At any rate, Jiang Mingyuan can help a little bit more easily. He puts the dishes in the same way, and consciously arranges the dishes and chopsticks. When these are done, the braised pork stewed in the pot is ready. NS.

Cheng Huan took the meat out, put it out, and called the stars again.

The little guy felt very self-conscious. He got up from the ground when he heard his mother shout, patted the invisible ashes on his body, and took a small stool to wash his hands.

Jiang Mingyuan spent the first day with the stars as his father. He had nowhere to vent his father's love, and even the little guy couldn't rest assured to follow up when he went to wash his hands.

Xingxing played with him for a whole afternoon, and the awkwardness in his heart was almost eliminated. The little guy and his father have a different way of getting along with his mother. The two of them are more like playmates, and there is no scruples when playing around. When he came out after washing his hands, Jiang Mingyuan's clothes were all wet.

The air conditioner was on at the home, and the temperature was just right. Jiang Mingyuan only wore a shirt. He was in good shape. The shirt was stuck to his body after seeing water, showing two full chest muscles.

Cheng Huan glanced away and looked away. He stared at the dwarf in front of Jiang Mingyuan. When his face sank, the little guy hid behind him in fear.

He hid behind Jiang Mingyuan, and the man helped him to cover him. If he took a wrong step, the little guy would completely block it. Cheng Huan glared at him, his tone was not very good: "Don't get used to him"

"It's okay." Jiang Mingyuan took Xingxing's hand and didn't care about the wet clothes sticking to his body. He smiled at Cheng Huan, looking good-tempered: "Xingxing is a good boy."

"Well, mom, I'm very good!" Hearing his father praise him, the star also showed his head from behind, complimenting himself.

"Okay, you two." The son who had been raising for so long turned to others in an instant, which made Cheng Huan a little bit tempted. She put the spoon in the bowl and said to the two people: "Come and eat."

The head of the family had spoken, and the father and son dared to sit over to eat. Don’t look at the stars and look good with Jiang Mingyuan, but in fact they are closer to their mother. This was revealed during the meal.

He asked his mother to sit next to him and drove his father to the other side. The little guy had very dog ​​legs. Before eating, he scooped a piece of meat for his mother and put it in a bowl: "Mom, you eat."

Cheng Huan gave a faint hum. She didn't give the star a good face. In fact, it was quite helpful. She glanced at the other side and greeted: "It's all home-cooked dishes. Look at it."

"Mom made it so delicious!" Cheng Huan finished speaking, and the star immediately picked it up. He grabbed a spoon and made himself a piece of braised pork. The big piece of mahjong meat was stuffed into his mouth, little guy. As I chewed and said it was delicious, the saliva dripped.

"Don't talk while eating." Cheng Huan wiped the saliva from his chin.

Jiang Mingyuan watched the opposite mother and son get along, a smile overflowed in his eyes, and followed him with a piece of braised pork.

The meat uses the best pork belly, which is simmered in a crock for two hours. The cooked braised pork is fat but not greasy, lean and not firewood. It is not an exaggeration to say that it melts in the mouth. The soup The taste is completely immersed in the meat, and there is some sweetness in the salty fragrance, which is delicious and can make people bite the tongue.

There are several chefs in the family who have good skills, but Jiang Mingyuan seems to have better skills than Cheng Huan.

He gave a thumbs up and praised sincerely: "It's really delicious."

The cooking skill was praised, and Cheng Huan was also very happy. Her expression improved a bit, and she smiled at Jiang Mingyuan.

Because of inconvenience, Cheng Huan changed her skirt when she went home. She is now wearing a white woolen sweater with the same style as the stars on her upper body. The clothes are v-necked. The woman has a long neck and a very thin clavicle chain. Because she has been squeezing her face, this smile is like the first snow melted and dazzled. Eye.

I don't know if the atmosphere is too good. At this moment, Jiang Mingyuan felt that the heartbeat in his chest became a little more chaotic.

One meal, two meats, two vegetarians, and a soup, even if the portion is not large, three people didn't finish it.

After eating, Jiang Mingyuan volunteered to pack his things. After studying abroad for a year at the age of 18, he still has the ability to take care of himself and packs his things decently.

Place the cleaned dishes and chopsticks, Jiang Mingyuan got up to say goodbye, the stars were still a little bit reluctant, and chased them out.

The father and son were reluctant to leave at the elevator entrance.

"Dad, are you coming over tomorrow?"

"Come." Jiang Mingyuan replied affirmatively, in exchange for the smile of the stars. He touched the little guy's head and the elevator door opened in front of him. Jiang Mingyuan turned his head and said goodbye to Cheng Huan at the door before he walked in.

Getting out of the elevator, Jiang Mingyuan turned on his phone.

The phone was not turned on all afternoon, and there were more than a dozen missed calls, most of which were from Zhou Hengyuan, and two from Gu Mingli. Jiang Mingyuan ignored the news and contacted the assistant.

"Tomorrow, Mr. Du's dinner will be pushed, I have something else."

The assistant didn't ask what it was, and said he knew it.

Hang up the phone, Jiang Mingyuan unlocked the car, and as soon as he got in the car, the phone rang again.

He glanced at the caller, closed the car door, and connected the phone.

"Jiang Mingyuan, I | Sun you uncle!" Zhou Hengyuan roared over there: "You guy who has forgotten friends, remember where I was thrown by you?!"

After Xingxing said, "Dad doesn't want me, and I don't want him", Jiang Mingyuan hurriedly took his son to find the child's mother, and completely forgot the friends who followed.

Zhou Hengyuan originally thought that he was looking for a **** relationship with his child, but he didn't care. But when he finished eating, he looked up and found that the people were gone. Not only people couldn't find them, but they couldn't even get through with their mobile phones!

He didn't think there was any problem with his friend, so he made a few symbolic calls and called the driver to pick him up.

But of course you can’t say such things. Now you have to show your anxiety. Zhou Hengyuan complained frantically over there, and in his words Jiang Mingyuan became a guilty man.

Jiang Mingyuan was silent, and at the end, he said lightly: "You have no legs?"

Zhou Hengyuan was choked by him: "Is it the same as you send me back when I go back? This is irresponsible!"

"Okay." Jiang Mingyuan didn't have time to listen to his ink: "If you have something to say, please."

Hum and harp over there: "I settled the bill today. I will ask for it. You have to come back next time."

Jiang Mingyuan: "............ Are you sick?"

Should this kind of thing be said specifically?

Of course, Zhou Hengyuan is not only for this. He spent so long there and finally asked what he really wanted to ask: "How are you and your son?"

When Jiang Mingyuan heard this question, a smile appeared in Jiang Mingyuan's eyes. He didn't hide it, and his tone was relaxed: "I have already recognized it."

"Hey, that's a good thing!" Zhou Hengyuan didn't expect to recognize it so soon, and he was also happy for his friends: "For such a big thing, brother, you can't justify it if you don't treat me? Call a few people to eat later. For a while, I said I can’t just fool around this time."

Zhou Hengyuan decided on the candidate in his mind, but he heard the refusal over there: "Let’s go another day, I have eaten it today."

He said: "I ate it at the child's mother."

Zhou Hengyuan: "..."

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