The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun: 47.047
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Xing Xing stood in front of Jiang Mingyuan, holding his thigh tightly, his face pressed against his leg, the lipstick on his eyebrows was all glued to his pants, and he didn't dare to look at his mother's face.
But this is all the same thing. Now that Dad speaks for himself, the little guy's courage has increased again. His ears moved, his face turned back, and he turned his head and said hurriedly to his mother: "I Very good." After speaking, he buried his head in it again.
He was restless when his face was buried on Jiang Mingyuan’s legs, he kept moving, rubbing the lipstick from his eyebrows on his clothes, and then back to his face, he got a piece of everything together with a little cat. Same.
Cheng Huan twitched the corners of her mouth and couldn't bear to look straight. She got up and walked over, stretched out her hand, and pulled the little guy off Jiang Mingyuan's helpless gaze.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the stars nervously hugged Dad tighter, but it was useless. In the face of absolute power, any resistance is futile.
And his dad, who had high hopes, failed to protect him.
"Looking at your trousers are dirty, you still speak for him." Holding his restless son in his hand, Cheng Huan stared at the stain on his trousers: "Would you like to change one?"
It made it clear that the person should be removed, and it also expressed a meaning, the kid does not care.
"Let's go." Jiang Mingyuan knew her plan well, but didn't refuse. Her son was indeed a bit skinny, so he should be a lesson. He nodded: "I will go down and get the clothes."
Cheng Huan smiled and waved at him: "Go."
Hearing that Dad was leaving, Xingxing immediately became worried. He raised his head and shouted timidly: "Dad?"
"Dad is going to change clothes." Cheng Huan glanced at the stars with a gentle smile. After speaking, he looked at him again, motioning to leave quickly.
Jiang Mingyuan smiled with a good temper, didn't dare to look at his son anymore, and turned to go out.
His luggage was packed by the assistant, just a small suitcase. Jiang Mingyuan took out a pair of trousers and changed them in the car. He waited for a while before he went upstairs in a hurry. .
When I went up, Cheng Huan was still giving "love education" to the stars, and I didn’t know what she said. When he saw himself coming in, the little guy only glanced at him, and then retracted his head again. He didn’t dare to follow him. The same ran over for protection.
The conversation between the two reached the end, Xing Xing promised to take care of his dirty things, Cheng Huan leaned on the sofa and nodded imperceptibly, and said: "Go ahead, hurry up, Dad and Mom has to catch a plane, and you can only stay at home when you are late."
The star looked like he was about to cry, his eyes were full of tears, but he did not come out strong. He nodded aggrieved and pouted: "I know my mother."
The things Cheng Huan wants Xingxing to deal with include the floor, blankets and Jiang Mingyuan’s pants.
I heard that he wanted his son to wash his pants, Jiang Mingyuan subconsciously wanted to intercede for him: "I don't need mine..."
Only half of the words were spoken, and the remaining half disappeared in Cheng Huan's eyes.
"Well then..."
Cheng Huan is serious about letting Xingxing deal with his mess. His son is young and has no concept of money. In his eyes, the lipstick is no different from the crayons he used to play. He said that he wasted as much money as playing the piano against a cow. She is also unwilling to always use corporal punishment. Children beat too much, which is not a good thing for his growth.
So it's what you are doing now, and you can finish it yourself.
Xing Xing usually takes a shoe for his mother to pour a glass of water at home, and occasionally pushes the mop as a car to make him wipe the floor seriously. This is the first time.
He was young and couldn't use a mop, so Cheng Huan wrung a wet towel for him and asked him to wipe the floor on his knees.
The little guy is holding the towel, lying on the ground, head down, and using the towel to wipe off the red marks on the floor. Jiang Mingyuan watched from the side, a little unbearable, but he didn't say anything.
He glanced at Cheng Huan, took a paper towel, and walked two steps forward, picking up the lipstick that was broken in two on the ground. The body of the lipstick was not broken. The top of the lipstick was engraved with the manufacturer’s logo. Jiang Mingyuan wrote down the number and threw the things into the trash can along with the tissues.
When I looked up, I just hit Cheng Huan's sight from the trash can.
The star wiped for ten minutes, and finally barely wiped the floor clean, and the entire towel was dyed pink.
Cheng Huan didn't say a word, and replaced him with a new one, and let him continue to wipe the carpet. Xingxing has been lying down for so long, saying that he is not tired is false, but he is stiff and his mother didn't speak, so he didn't cry tired. He grabbed a clean new towel and continued to wipe the carpet.
Two adults stood aside, their eyes fixed on the little bit on the ground. The carpet is much harder to wipe than the floor. The hair on the stall is stained with color and cannot be wiped off with a wet towel. On the contrary, the color of this piece will be smudged to other places because of the water.
The star has been rubbing for a long time, but the place has not been cleaned, and the aggrieved person will cry again. He is still young, and he has been completely exhausted after doing so for a long time. As soon as he loosened his hand, he lay on the carpet.
"Okay." Cheng Huan walked over, picked up the person, took down the towel in his hand and handed it to Jiang Mingyuan: "The carpet doesn't need to be wiped, let's wash our faces, and then go to make the plane."
The star lay on her mother's arms, wrapped her weak hands around her neck, glanced at her father, and whispered, "There are pants."
Why is Jiang Mingyuan willing to let his son wash the clothes again, he hurriedly said: "Dad's pants don't need to be washed."
Xingxing doesn't dare to believe his dad anymore. After just what happened, the little guy can see clearly.
In this family, it's still useful for my mother to talk.
Cheng Huan walked to the bathroom holding the star, put him on the stool in front of the vanity table, took out the makeup remover, squeezed a little in his hand, and carefully wiped it on his son's face.
The lipstick encountered the makeup remover, and it disappeared with a single swipe. I wiped it all over the place where there was lipstick on my face, taking care of the eyebrows, and wiped it all clean. Cheng Huan let the star bow his head and close his eyes, and gave it with his hands. He washes his face. After washing several times, she was sure that nothing remained, so she turned off the faucet and dried Xingxing's face.
Wash the face towel and hang it on the hanger. Cheng Huan glanced at his son, and finally said: "Dad said you don't need it. You have to wash it yourself next time."
Anyway, after the incident just now, he should have realized his mistake. Cheng Huan guessed that even if he put the lipstick in front of his eyes, the little guy would not dare to take another look.
Xing Xing exaggerated a sigh of relief when he heard his mother say that the punishment was reduced. He patted his chest and promised Cheng Huan to please: "Mom, I will never do it again."
"Don't be afraid, next time you do something bad, just clean up the mess yourself." Cheng Huan said that it didn't matter. This matter today provided him with inspiration, and he will do the same again next time.
After some tossing before, Cheng Huan looked at the time again at 4:40. They booked a ticket at 6:10, and the time left was not enough. Cheng Huan patronized and taught the bear child, and now he has not combed his hair or changed his clothes.
She was in a hurry, threw the cleaned kid to his father, hurriedly said and went down to wait for me, then rushed into the room and shut the two people outside.
"Dad." The star cast outside the door looked at his father.
"Let's go son, let's go to the car and wait for mom." The father and son looked at each other, Jiang Mingyuan picked him up, said to the person in the door, and took his son out.
When Cheng Huan changed his clothes and got his haircut, it was a little over five o'clock. A big wave of hair is tied at random behind his head. He is wearing short black gac and high-waisted skinny jeans. He is wearing a pair of ten-centimeter stiletto heels under his feet. His red lips are charming and he is amazingly handsome.
The lipstick that Cheng Huan wanted to use was earthy, and the makeup was relatively light. Because the lipstick was buried in the trash can, she had to change to only lipstick.
The new lipstick is red in color, which is suitable for more intense makeup. In order to match it, Cheng Huan added more eye makeup. The dark brown eyeshadow faints large marks at the end of the eyes, and the eyeliner is slightly hooked, which is a bit sharp and beautiful.
After only half an hour, she changed her style to look beautiful.
Jiang Mingyuan was a little surprised, after a glance, he shifted his attention to other places: "Why do you wear so little?"
Cheng Huan’s jacket is not short, it only reaches the top of the belly button, and the sweater inside is also very thin. It hardly keeps warm, and it makes people feel cold when you look at it.
For his own dress, Cheng Huan has ample reasons: "Isn't Red Coral Island tropical? I checked the weather forecast, the highest temperature there is 30 degrees. If you wear too much, you have to take off when you get off the plane, so troublesome."
"It will be better to take it off then than it is now." Jiang Mingyuan frowned, picked up the down jacket and let her put it on. Cheng Huan didn't want to, so he kept holding it.
In the end, it was Cheng Huan who succumbed to his insistence and reluctantly put on the down jacket. The down jacket belongs to Jiang Mingyuan. The size is so large that Cheng Huan can't show it through his hands. The whole body is fattened into a ball, like a penguin.
Unfortunately, Jiang Mingyuan seemed very satisfied with her like this: "Wear first, and then take it off when you arrive. A piece of clothing can't take up much space."
Cheng Huan leaned on the back of the chair and gave a weak hum. This down jacket has plenty of fur and has excellent warmth. She felt hot and sweaty after wearing it for a while, and got up again and opened the zipper, wanting Take things off.
Jiang Mingyuan always paid attention to her side, and came out for the first time to block: "What's the matter?"
"I'm hot." Cheng Huan was expressionless.
"Turn down the air conditioner a little bit." Jiang Mingyuan instructed the driver, then turned to look at her: "The temperature will be low later, don't take off your clothes, what should I do if I catch a cold?"
Cheng Huan: "..."