The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun: 49.049

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Cheng Huan expressed support for his son's new dream: "You have to come on, baby, snipers choose those who are particularly powerful."

"I'm also very good." Xingxing brags without shame.

Cheng Huan: "..."

There was no signal on the plane. Some people started to sleep after eating, and some were talking quietly.

Cheng Huan and the Lao Liu's family are destined, and each other is also a very good person. Lao Liu brags about his heroic past and then talks to Jiang Mingyuan about business.

Lao Liu did not assign work after he retired from the army. He brought a barren mountain to grow navel oranges with his comrades who retired. After more than ten years, the barren mountain was full of fruits, and Lao Liu became famous. The king of fruits, the fruits are exported to foreign countries.

For the story of his own entrepreneurship, Lao Liu has countless things to say, Jiang Mingyuan has a lot of topics in common with him in this regard, he also started from scratch when he was young, and the two of them were engaged in chatting, and a posture of meeting each other late. .

During the quiet conversation, the plane landed at Yongan Island Airport.

Yong'an Island is the largest island with an area of ​​300,000 square kilometers. The scenery is also good, with many coconut trees planted.

The two families were able to talk, and the purpose was the same, so they made an appointment to play together. Cheng Huan finished the formalities and walked out with two large suitcases. Jiang Mingyuan next to him was holding his sleeping son in one hand and paying back with the other. Carrying suitcases for luggage.

Yong'an Island Airport is very close to the seaside. You can get to the seaside port in 10 minutes by the airport bus after getting off the plane.

A cruise ship has been docked at the port. The cruise ship is very high. The waterline is sixty to seventy meters upward. Jiang Mingyuan took Cheng Huan up. Several waiters greeted him and shouted respectfully, "Mr. Jiang ", took the luggage in their hands and led them up.

The cruise ship has a total of sixteen floors. Jiang Mingyuan decided to have a room on the top floor. Old Liu's family was on the tenth floor. The two families were separated in the middle of the trip. See you tomorrow.

When they reached the top floor, the waiter handed them two room cards, opened the door, put the luggage in, and waited respectfully.

"You guys go out first." Jiang Mingyuan waved the person back, walked into the room, put the star on the bed, took off his shoes, and covered the quilt.

This room is a suite. It has a living room, bedroom, study and bathroom. Cheng Huan went in and looked around and was shocked by the bathtub in the bathroom that could be used for swimming.

Is this the life of the rich?

She was cautious and her liver trembled, feeling that this trip was very different from what she imagined.

"My child sleeps with me at night. When he wakes up, I will help him take a bath. You are also tired. Rest early." Jiang Mingyuan settled his son and walked over and said, "It takes eight hours to get to Red Coral Island from here. Go to sleep and get up tomorrow."

He approached, the light softened the sharp face of his face and became extremely soft: "Let's go, I will take you to your room."

Cheng Huan looked at his face and nodded blankly: "Okay."

Cheng Huan’s room is just next door. There is a big difference in style between the two rooms. Jiang Mingyuan is biased towards simplicity, but here has a medieval style. The wall lamp on the wall emits not bright light, and the decorative murals are also dense. Horrified.

Cheng Huan is timid and doesn't like this look, so she wants to change rooms with Jiang Mingyuan.

"We..."

Only at the beginning, Jiang Mingyuan touched and found the switch, and with a "pop", the originally dim and gloomy room instantly brightened up.

When I can't see clearly, I feel terrified. After I can see clearly, Cheng Huan realizes how proud this room is.

Across from the door is a living room. It looks like □□10 flat, with a high ceiling. The roof is carved with complicated patterns. It looks like a group of angels. The angels have six wings and are pure white. They wear pure white. The robe had golden decorations only on the neck and arms. Cheng Huan looked at it for a while and guessed whether the golden decoration was real gold.

"Everything in this room is real." As if seeing his thoughts, Jiang Mingyuan introduced it to the side.

Cheng Huan's eyes widened, she retracted her gaze from her armband and looked around. She walked in. The long-haired carpet on the ground was surprisingly soft, and her high heels were a bit unstable. She simply took off her shoes and walked barefoot. Before a pair of oil paintings: "Is this also true?"

"This should be Repin's work."

Cheng Huan has never heard the name: "Is it famous?"

"It is." Jiang Mingyuan introduced the life of this painter, who was a famous painter two hundred years ago.

Cheng Huan listened to the new admiration, and moved to another oil painting: "What about this?"

"This is Braun's work. He is a very agile painter. He was only twenty years old when he created this painting." The oil painting shows the back of a woman in a red dress, most of which is naked. Her back is white and her eyes are dazzling, her head held high, her shoulder blades on both sides spread out like butterflies, with black sharp feathers piercing the skin, the combination of red, white and black, the contrast is strong and sharp.

Cheng Huan stood in front of this picture for a long time. She reached out and touched the girl's shoulder blades. She seemed to be able to touch the upcoming wings through the frame: "She is so beautiful."

Jiang Mingyuan is noncommittal. These oil paintings are nothing special in his eyes. As a businessman, he is used to measuring the value of things with money. The reason why he remembers this oil painting is only because the auction price is high: "You should sleep. , Or I can't get up tomorrow."

"Okay." Cheng Huan retracted her finger, and finally glanced at the woman. She turned her head and joked to Jiang Mingyuan: "In such an expensive place, I'm afraid I might not be able to sleep."

"Don't worry." Jiang Mingyuan frowned: "If something is damaged, I can also pay for it."

Does she mean this?

Cheng Huan stared at the man who didn't seem to be telling lies. She was a little speechless. She sighed and shrugged her shoulders: "I see, you go to bed early, good night."

Jiang Mingyuan nodded, ran to his bedroom, brought the big suitcase, said goodnight, and walked out of the room.

The door was closed, and Cheng Huan sighed again. She opened the box, took a change of clothes, walked into the bathroom, bypassed the bathtub for swimming, and took a shower in the rain.

The bathroom was equipped with toiletries, but they were not opened, and the brand had never been seen before. Cheng Huan took apart a set of shower gel, squeezed a little and let it go and smelled it.

It tastes good.

She was relieved. The shower gel in her hand burst into bubbles and applied it on her body. This shower gel was full of bubbles and had a long-lasting smell. Cheng Huan stretched out her hand after taking a shower and asked about the elegant fragrance. .

The bedroom is connected to the bathroom. Like the living room, it is also magnificent. Even the cabinet at the foot of the bed is covered with pure gold.

Cheng Huan lay on the bed and looked at the paintings on the roof, feeling a lot of psychological pressure. What if the paintings become real people if they fall asleep?

She lay on the bed thinking wildly, the light sensed that the owner hadn’t moved for a long time, and gradually went out. The room was dark again, and the cruise ship ran smoothly, not much different from the shore. Cheng Huan closed her eyes, thinking that she would suffer from insomnia, but fell asleep. Is extremely stable.

I woke up at half past six the next day, and the sun had just set in the sky, and it didn't look glaring.

Cheng Huan wore a nightdress with a suspender, got up and opened the curtains, and the warm sunlight was shining on the windowsill, which made people feel relaxed when looking at it.

Outside the window is the endless sea. When you open the window, the sea breeze brings a salty and wet breath. Cheng Huan stretched out towards the window sill, and was about to look for shoes. He heard the knock on the door and vaguely heard the stars. call her.

There is a long-haired carpet on the ground, and it doesn't matter if you are barefoot. She casually found a coat to wear and went out to open the door.

Outside the door stood the father and son next door, the star followed Jiang Mingyuan, and the door opened and rushed in: "Mom, where is my little frog?"

Jiang Mingyuan didn't check and did not hold his son, with a somewhat embarrassing explanation: "Is it bothering you to rest? The child doesn't use the toothbrush here."

"It's okay, I just got up." Cheng Huan smiled, let him in, and turned to catch up with his scurrying son: "Wait for me to find it for you."

The little frog mentioned by the stars is his toothpaste and toothbrush. The toothpaste toothbrush is a matching toothbrush with a frog logo on it. It is convenient for this child to be a very dedicated person. The toothbrushes used are all the same. The color is not changed.

Squeeze toothpaste for his son and let his father take him to brush his teeth. Cheng Huan closed the door and prepared to change clothes.

She checked the temperature here in advance, and she brought clothes for summer. She wore a long suspender skirt that stretched to ankles. The clothes were silk and the material was very light. When the wind blows, the skirt flutters, beautiful and stylish. temperament.

Change clothes and wash well. Cheng Huan took care of her hair and put on makeup for herself. The temperature on the island is high, and her makeup is also thin, which looks similar to plain makeup. Just after putting on makeup, Jiang Mingyuan pinched a point and knocked on the door.

Cheng Huan put down the lipstick and went to open the door. The man outside the door took the child, and both of them had changed their clothes.

"Would you like breakfast? There is a cafeteria on the 11th floor. If you don't want to go down, you can ask someone to bring it up." Jiang Mingyuan looked at her, feeling surprised again, he settled: "The seafood porridge here tastes good ."

"Go down and eat." Cheng Huan didn't want to be bored in the house all the time.

She was wearing a skirt, no bag, and no pockets on her body. Jiang Mingyuan took a look and consciously took the room card and put it in his pocket, sending his son over: "The child misses you a little bit."

Xingxing didn't sleep with his mother for the first time in these months. I felt uncomfortable. He leaned over and pulled the skirt to act like a baby.

The skirt was opened to the chest, and the skin on his chest was exposed as soon as he was pulled. Jiang Mingyuan grabbed his son quickly, avoiding the risk of the child's mother being gone.

He knocked his son on the head, pulled him aside, and taught him for the first time: "Don't do it, just say it here."