The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun: 42.042

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"Why did you bring this here?" Cheng Huan was inexplicably: "No one at home can wear it."

Jiang Mingyuan didn't know how to explain his actions for a while. He frowned and looked at the wall. After a while, he said slowly: "You bought it originally."

Cheng Huan feels that this person's method of returning clothes is definitely sick, and it is not that other things can be used in exchange. She glanced at the person in disagreement. The other person turned her back to her and received no eye waves at all.

She felt bored, staring at the suit on the man, and after a second thought, she understood. It is estimated that the chief executive did not pass through the cheap clothes in the supermarket, so he disliked these things and put them in the closet to drop in price.

"Forget it, you can give me things." Cheng Huan felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She bent over and lifted the paper bag with clothes, turned around and went to the bedroom to put it in the closet, and came out to the other person. Said: "It's okay to put it here, so that I won't find clothes when I need it next time."

Cheng Huan’s words were just a casual polite, but it changed in Jiang Mingyuan’s ears. He nodded and smiled gently: "It’s true."

"Okay, let's go if there is nothing else." The smile looked a little dazzling, Cheng Huan glanced away, squatted down to play with the ears on the star hat, and started to drive people away.

The other two in the family are sticky again. He is beside him, unable to insert his mouth at all.

Jiang Mingyuan stood by the side for a while, sighed, and said goodbye.

"Goodbye." Cheng Huan waved his hand, without even giving a look, and even diverting the star's attention to not let him give it away. The security door closed behind him and made a noise. Cheng Huan snorted and squeezed the star's face: "Little bastard."

This one is a bit heavy, the little guy's cheeks are all red, and the stars cover their faces, dumbfounded: "Why does mother pinch me?"

"I'm angering." Cheng Huan stood up, took Xingxing's hand and walked to the bedroom, talking about her misconceptions as she walked: "Because your dad is so annoying, so I don't look too pleasing to my eyes now."

"Mom, I don't hate it." Xingxing was taken to the bed, and finally understood what the **** meant, the little guy turned around, knelt on the quilt, and said seriously: "Dad hates, we ignore him."

"Okay, ignore him!" Cheng Huan was happy again when she heard her son say this. She pulled the quilt away and stuffed the stars in, and gave him a goodnight kiss: "We belong to one country."

"Yes, we are one country!"

Xingxing is a man who keeps his promises. If he ignores his father, he just ignores him. The next day Jiang Mingyuan called in vain and he didn't speak.

"What's wrong, baby, did anyone make you angry?" Jiang Mingyuan said a few words, but there was no response there. He couldn't help being a little worried, and slowed down his voice and asked, "Can I talk to Dad?"

The cooker hood in the kitchen is still working. Mom has been in for a long time. The star craned her neck and glanced at it. She was sure she couldn’t notice it, so she quietly said to the watch, "Dad, mom said Ignore you."

Jiang Mingyuan: "...why?"

"Mom said you are too annoying." Xingxing felt a little pain on his face when he talked about this. He put a hand on his cheek and secretly complained: "Mom still pinches my face."

Jiang Mingyuan didn't understand the logic of his son's words, but he knew where he made Cheng Huan angry. Although he is smart, he is really not good at getting along with women, and he has a headache in this situation.

If you change people, Jiang Mingyuan doesn't care why they are angry, as long as they don't hinder him. It's just that Cheng Huan is not someone who can be ignored. This person is his child's mother and always has to be a little patient.

He had a detailed meeting of what happened yesterday, and guessed that the thing might be in the clothes. Doesn't Cheng Huan like having a man's clothes in his house? Jiang Mingyuan frowned, not sure what was going on, after thinking about it, he went to ask his son for help.

"Baby, can you do Dad a favor?"

"What is busy?"

"That's right, my father accidentally annoyed my mother, but I don't know why my mother is angry. Can Xingxing help Dad ask?"

"Daddy, you are so stupid." Xingxing vomited: "I know why my mother is angry.

Jiang Mingyuan: "..." Despised by his son?

"The stars are so smart." His son still has something to use, and Jiang Mingyuan can't be angry with him. He said so well on the phone, "Can the smart stars help Dad?"

"Okay." Although Dad is stupid, the stars love him very much. Although he is small, he also knows the importance of family harmony, so he patted his chest and promised: "Don’t worry, Dad, I’ll tell you You!"

"Then please baby." Jiang Mingyuan raised the corner of his lips: "Dad is waiting for your good news."

Hang up the call with Xingxing, Jiang Mingyuan refocused his energy on work. The end of each year is the busiest time of the year. It is necessary to summarize the development of the year and set the goals for the next year. There are countless daily Documents are to be read, and meetings are to be held one after another.

Jiang Mingyuan can always separate work and private life very clearly. He rarely gets distracted at work because of private matters, but today is a bit different. He stares at the document in front of him, a little distracted, and remembers that he took it yesterday. Clothes out.

There are four pieces of clothes. Cheng Huan bought T-shirts, sweaters and trousers, except for the underpants of the smaller size, which was changed to a suitable one by himself.

When he went to get the clothes, he didn't think much, just like what Cheng Huan said, just in case.

I don't know why, but now thinking of those clothes, he feels a little uncomfortable.

After all, putting on a change of clothes, in addition to just in case, can also be understood as...want to stay overnight.

Jiang Mingyuan pursed his lips, put down the file in his hand, his eyes were a little loose.

……

Xingxing patted his chest on the phone and agreed to his father's request, put down the phone and prepared to act.

He didn't ask recklessly. The little guy is smart, knowing that if he pleases his mother, she will talk very well.

Just do it if you want, the star climbed down from the sofa, ran into the kitchen, found a corner to stand in an unobstructed corner, and asked the busy woman in front of the stove: "Mom, I'll help you!"

"This is not for your help, baby, go and play." The soup was simmering in the pot, and Cheng Huan lifted the lid of the pot and took a look, lowered the fire, and put other ingredients in it.

"Mom, I want to help." The stars are not so easy to pass. If his mother doesn't let him help, he will find work by himself. Vegetables, they walked around from behind and reached for it.

The dish was placed a bit outside, and it was really pulled out by him a little bit. The star was a little tired on tiptoe, he put his feet down for a while, and stretched out his hands again, carefully holding the plate. The dishes are brought down.

The plate and the amount of the dishes inside are very heavy for a four-year-old child. As soon as the dish was detached from the cutting board, the star's hand sank, and the soup inside was sprinkled out and poured onto the body.

The movement finally attracted Cheng Huan's attention. She turned around holding the lid of the pot, and saw her son holding a plate of vegetables, and the chest of her clothes was wet.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Huan said, his tone a little dangerous.

The vegetable soup sticks to the body and the washing machine can't wash it off. You have to wash it by hand. The clothes are thick in winter and sink very heavily. Washing everything takes a lot of trouble. Cheng Huan feels itchy when he thinks about it.

Why don't you fight, the kid has to fight, you won't be obedient if you don't fight!

Xingxing had no foreseeing the crisis that his **** was about to suffer. Instead, he felt that he had done a big thing. He grinned and smiled at his mother with a row of millet teeth: "Mom, I'll help you!"

He looks very proud.

He is weak, and it is a bit difficult to carry the plate. Cheng Huan is a little worried, afraid that he will throw things down, and it will be small if there is no food to eat. If the porcelain plate is broken, it will be bad for people.

"You don't need the help of the stars. You can go play. Mother can take this thing." Cheng Huan bent over, trying to take the thing from him.

She stretched out her hand, but the star turned around and avoided. He stepped on his short legs, holding the dish, and cautiously walked to the dining table.

The dining table is higher than the stars. He can't put it on. The little guy raised his hand and tremblingly pushed the plate forward. The plate with the dishes touched the edge of the table, and he was about to knock it over when he saw it. At that moment, Cheng Huan took the dish from his son and put it firmly on the table.

Xingxing didn’t know the danger just now. He was a little unhappy when he saw that the plate was taken away by his mother. He pouted and said: "Mom, I can send a few."

Cheng Huan laughed twice, then sat down on the sofa and waved to him: "Come here."

The little kid has no sense of crisis at all. He leaned forward and just walked in, when his mother took off his pants and patted his **** a few times.

Everything happened too fast. Before the stars could beg for mercy, the pain in his **** came over. He squeezed his mouth and opened his eyes wide, looking at his mother with difficulty, his eyes gradually filled with tears, finally , As the first tear fell, the stars also opened their mouths and howled: "Mom...ah..."

"Why are you crying?" Cheng Huan took his trousers up and asked him to take off his clothes. The stars cried and cried, but he was obedient. The little quilted jacket dipped in vegetable soup was taken off and set aside, Cheng Huan got up and left, and soon took another coat.

The stars are still falling out of the silver peas, and seeing the clothes consciously open their hands to make her mother dress better, Cheng Huan’s expression on her face has been cold, watching him cry and not yelling, he zips up his coat, and then asks: "Do you know how dangerous the action just now..."

The little kid didn’t think he had done anything dangerous at all, so Cheng Huan said over and over again. After saying it several times, he was a little scared. Little hand wiped off the last tear and admitted his mistake: "Mom, I won’t dare anymore. ."

"Yeah." Cheng Huan didn't feel distressed after his son cried for so long. Seeing that he knew his mistake, he finally eased his expression, drew out a tissue to wipe the tears on his face, and leaned forward again, touching his little face. I kissed: "You behave, don't worry about mom."

The little guy shed too many tears and kissed the salty face on his face. Cheng Huan poured a glass of water, let him drink a little, got up and went to the kitchen, the soup in the pot was still simmering, she had to see Look.

Will the people in the kitchen come out for a while, Xing Xing pouted, waited for a while, and dialed a phone call.

As soon as Jiang Mingyuan threw those messy thoughts aside, the phone rang. It was the ringtone he set for the stars individually. He was a little surprised, so he asked clearly?

"Hello, stars?"

"Dad!" The voice on the other side of the star was very small, as if surreptitiously, he called out, with a cry in his voice: "Mom hit me."