The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun: 77.077
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He was wrapped around his waist, and the nose was lingering with a sweet fragrance. Jiang Mingyuan took a deep breath and stretched his hand to caress the woman's back waist, feeling infinite satisfaction in his heart.
He lowered his head slightly, his lips tentatively reflected on Cheng Huan's forehead. Seeing that the other party did not resist, his courage gradually grew, and his lips gradually descended from the center of his brows to the bridge of his nose, and bit at the tip of his nose. Take a mouthful, leave a little bit, and finally catch the ruddy pair that I longed for still.
The lips are pressed together, and there is no other movement for a while, breathing each other's breath, and even the air becomes quiet.
After a long time, Jiang Mingyuan moved his lips. His lips opened, and the other party seemed to have a heart with him, and he opened his lips at the same time. The tip of the tongue sticks out and touches each other tentatively. After being familiar, it becomes a tight entanglement.
After all, they have no experience. When the two kissed, they would inevitably bump into each other. Either they hit their teeth too hard, or they accidentally bit their tongues when they were entangled. But even if the process is not going well, they have no plans to separate.
There was a little noise at the door, and neither of the two people who were huddled together noticed it. A few seconds later, a crisp childish voice sounded at the door: "What are you doing mom and dad?"
Xingxing stared at them with the airplane toy in his hand, his eyes pure and ignorant of the world.
The people hugging each other were stunned when they heard the sound. Cheng Huan stretched out his hand and pushed Jiang Mingyuan, got out of his arms, hid behind him, wiped his lips with the back of his hand, and was a little afraid to face his son for the first time.
I don’t know if it is the man who has a thicker skin in this aspect, or Jiang Mingyuan has cultivated home. He looks calmer than Cheng Huan. The man took out a tissue and gently wiped off the water stains on his lips. Then I asked the kid standing at the door: "Why did you get down?"
"Shall I come down to play?" Xing Xing pulled the small plane and walked over, his eyes explored. He stared at his dad's brightly colored lips and stuck out his little tongue: "Dad, are you playing with mom?"
Jiang Mingyuan: "...Hmm."
"Why do you even stick out your tongue?" The stars are very strange: "I haven't stretched it."
"This is our adult's game, you are still a child..." The waist was pinched, Jiang Mingyuan's voice paused, holding the hand and squeezing, he stepped forward solemnly and rubbed his son's head, and started Change the subject: "Well, these are nothing strange, dad play games with you."
"Oh." Xingxing was still puzzled, but the game was obviously more attractive to him, so he just looked up at his blushing mother and followed his father obediently.
The two walked away with their backs to her, Cheng Huan exhaled, reached out and patted her face, she tried to suppress the disordered heartbeat, and asked in a normal-sounding voice: "I'm going to cook, you want to eat Right?"
"Don't do it. I bought you lunch. I'll be there later." Jiang Mingyuan squatted on the ground and helped his son take the plane apart. He took the time to return to Cheng Huan. He pointed to the sofa next to him: "You can sit You can play with your mobile phone or watch TV, or you can watch us take things apart."
He has a soft face, a purely relaxed gesture: "Don't go far, I want to look at you."
Cheng Huan’s unfading cheeks became more flushed, she glared at the people on the ground, trying to make people stop talking, but her eyes were ashamed and without power, she finished staring, and really sat on the sofa. Go up, with your back straight and your knees close together, waiting for the lunch to arrive.
Jiang Mingyuan was telling the truth. He was really afraid of people walking away. He looked at her after a while. Cheng Huan couldn't relax at all. When the takeout arrived, her ears were still red.
The inside and outside of the apartment can't be sold in, but they are sent to the guard, and the guard will take it downstairs to pick it up. When the phone rang, Jiang Mingyuan connected and said a few words, hung up the phone and let Xingxing go play by himself, put on his coat and went downstairs to get the takeaway.
The take-out is quite generous, four dishes and one soup, very small portions, good heat preservation, and steaming when it arrives. Jiang Mingyuan carried things up, opened the take-out boxes one by one on the coffee table, went to the kitchen and took a pair of clean chopsticks and handed them over, then bent over and pecked at the corner of her eye: "Okay, just eat here." /
Cheng Huan took it, took a glance at the stars, and whispered to him: "Be careful."
The man let out an "um", his eyes were full of smiles, obviously not paying attention.
It's almost three o'clock after eating a meal. After eating, Cheng Huan packed up the trash and put it in bags, and said to the two people in the house: "I'll go to the store."
"I will accompany you." Jiang Mingyuan stood up and said.
Cheng Huan refused: "No, you and Xingxing are at home, I just have something to go over, and I will be back soon."
The man was not satisfied, but in the end he reluctantly agreed, because Cheng Huan promised to accompany him back to his hometown.
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The main purpose of Cheng Huan's visit to the store is to give out red envelopes for the Chinese New Year.
The plan to work overtime during the Spring Festival has been determined. Except for New Year's Eve and the first day of the new year, there are a few days left to go to work. Originally, Cheng Huan was going to pay the money when he opened the door in the second year of the middle school. It was a good start. Now that the plan has changed, this matter has to be advanced.
The money is a series of new banknotes withdrawn from the bank before. It is packed in the red envelope, and there are a lot of bulges.
Cheng Huan’s shop has been open for a short time, but the business is good, and she has made a lot of money in the past few months. She is not a stingy person. Give a little more red envelopes during the Chinese New Year and the employees feel comfortable.
S city has a lot of people from other places, and they all went back at this time. The original busy city became a little empty, and the business in the store was inevitably affected. When Cheng Huan passed by, there were only one or two tables inside. Guests.
She carried the bag and walked into the back kitchen, took out the red envelope from the bag, and handed it out to everyone in turn. The employees who received the red envelope naturally smiled and were more satisfied after seeing the amount inside. The resentment of having to work overtime has also been reduced a lot.
Cheng Huan was ready to go back after sending out the red envelopes. There were still two people waiting for her at home. She walked down the escalator downstairs, and when she reached the first floor, she saw the watch shop next to the stairs doing activities. Seeing the advertisement on the stand, she remembered Jiang Mingyuan’s unchanging suit for thousands of years, so she turned around. Ready to buy clothes for people.
On the twenty-eighth of the twelfth lunar month, many clothing stores in the mall were closed, and many of the remaining open stores had broken codes.
Cheng Huan looked at one floor, and finally chose the one at the end of the street. This is a light luxury brand that serves young people and the price is within Cheng Huan's acceptable range.
The decoration of the men's clothing store is very elegant, there are not many clothes hanging on the hangers, and the waiters are not very attentive, but they will give you a detailed introduction when you fancy a certain piece of clothing. Cheng Huan looked around, and finally chose a woolen sweater with intarsia stripes. The sweater was lime-grey as a whole, with light gray and black decorations on the sleeves, which looked very comfortable.
"You have a good vision. This is our new product this year. It is very slim and comfortable to wear." The waiter took the clothes to Cheng Huan and wrapped them in the size needed, and smiled and recommended other matching products to her. Clothes pants.
Cheng Huan stayed in the clothing store for half an hour, and when she finally came out, she carried four or five shopping bags in her hand to match a set of winter clothes that could definitely be seen.
When I walked out of the mall, it was almost four o’clock. Cheng Huan waited at the door for more than 20 minutes with things carrying things before waiting for an empty taxi to arrive. She carried things in her hands and got into the car, closed the door and sighed. With a sigh of relief, I put the plan to test a driver's license to buy a car on the agenda.
When I got home, the sun was half down and Jiang Mingyuan was teaching his son to do math problems.
The stars can already count 200 from 1, and can add and subtract within fifty. When Cheng Huan entered the door, the little guy was gesturing to count.
He counted for a while, scratched his head, and came up with an answer uncertainly: "It's 48."
"That's right." Jiang Mingyuan handed over a gift box: "This is to reward you."
"Thank you, Dad!" The star took it, and turned around when he heard the sound of the door. When he saw Cheng Huan, he ran over with a smile, holding the box in his hand: "Mom, I will count 70-22. This is a reward from my father."
"The stars are so smart." Cheng Huan put down the things in his hand and kissed him, complimenting him.
The kid got the compliment and smiled stupidly. He held the things in his arms and looked at the paper bag on the ground: "Mom, are these clothes bought for me?"
From the mouth of the bag, the color of the clothes inside was not very bright, which did not meet the aesthetics of mom buying clothes, so Xingxing thought it was for him. He put down the package in his hand, bent over and took out the contents of the bag.
He took the woolen sweater that Cheng Huan first fancyed. The little guy shook the clothes off his body and made gestures, and then the joy on his face disappeared. He turned the clothes over and looked back and forth, then raised his head slightly aggrieved: "Mom, this dress is too big."
"Cough." Cheng Huan took the clothes over with a little anger, and said to his son: "This clothes is not yours, it is for my father."
"No wonder." The little guy patted his chest, then squatted down and asked, "Which one did Mom buy me?"
Cheng Huan: "..."
"These are Dad's."
"Huh?" The stars couldn't believe it: "Isn't there mine?"
"This..." Cheng Huan glanced at Jiang Mingyuan who was not far away, bowed his head and made sense with the stars: "Didn't mom buy it for you two days ago?"
"But I didn't buy it today."
"I didn't buy it for my father two days ago."
"Oh, that's okay." The little guy thought for a while with a small face, and found that it was indeed the case, so the unhappiness in his heart was thrown aside, and he picked up the gift that dad rewarded. Go unpacking.
When the stars left, Jiang Mingyuan walked over. He bent over and picked up the bag on the ground with a smile on his face: "Did you delay buying clothes for me?"
"Uh...hmm." Cheng Huan moved his eyes away and nodded, then asked him to try his clothes again.
Jiang Mingyuan naturally had no objection. He entered the room with those clothes. After a few minutes, the door was opened again.
There are so many styles and colors available for men's clothing, so I can only work on the details.
Stone gray woolen sweater with black military-style double-breasted overcoat. The coat is tailored to fit the body. Wearing a self-absorbent atmosphere, the lower body is dark gray jeans with small feet. The close-fitting trousers and slightly heeled short boots make it even more attractive. Men have long legs against the sky.
The man who changed his suit appeared to be five or six years younger, and was more sexually attractive. He is probably not used to this kind of clothes. His walking pace has slowed down a bit. He has been staring at Cheng Huan’s face since he opened the door. After seeing the admiration on her face, the man completely relaxes and he walks quickly. Approaching, stopped one meter away, the corners of the lips and eyes were gentle, and asked the person on the opposite side: "How is it?"