The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun: 78.078

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"It looks good." Cheng Huan admired it with all his eyes, and walked over to adjust the collar for him: "This looks better than a suit."

The hand at the neckline was held by someone, and the palm of the other person's palm was warm, and even the fingertips that made her cool.

The man held her hand, leaned to his lips and kissed softly: "You will wear this after you like me."

Cheng Huan laughed at him: "Could it be possible that you won't be able to wear a piece of clothing for a month?"

"It's not impossible." The person looked serious, and only changed his expression after seeing her shock. The corner of his mouth was lifted, and a smile line appeared at the end of his eyes: "It's a joke."

He put down Cheng Huan's hand and changed to a gesture of interlocking fingers to pull someone on the sofa. He hugged the person from the back, and whispered in her ear: "Will you buy me clothes from now on?"

"I'm thinking about it." Cheng Huan's eyes moved slightly, and she leaned back lightly. The other's chest fits her back closely, and the temperature of the man's body seems to be transmitted through the clothes.

"How long should I think about it?" Jiang Mingyuan gave a hmm, picked up the long hair in his hand, sniffed, and then asked: "Is one minute enough?"

"Don't be a rascal, how can it take only a minute to think about things?" Cheng Huan turned his head and glanced at him, then pulled his hair back from his hands: "Don't use your hands and feet."

The other party is slightly dissatisfied: "You are my person."

Cheng Huan blushed: "It depends on the occasion."

Jiang Mingyuan followed her gesture and glanced at the stars playing with the new toy not far away, put down his half-stretched hand, straightened up and sat down with the person on his lap, and asked another thing: "When will you move in."

Cheng Huan: "...Is this too fast?"

"Unhappy, I have been waiting for a long time."

"..."

"Huh? When?" The man asked again, and then replied on his own: "Just in the next year, we will come back from a trip, and you will move over to have a room with me, okay?"

"I personally don't agree with living together before marriage..."

"You can get married now."

"The Civil Affairs Bureau is off work."

"You can go tomorrow." The man lowered his head again, sniffing around his neck like a puppy: "Okay?"

"Jiang Mingyuan, why are you doing this!" Cheng Huan red ears and opened the hand on his waist, stood up and glared at him: "You didn't do this before."

"Don't you like it?"

Cheng Huan: "..."

She was silent for a while, still didn’t say the phrase she didn’t like. Later, she squinted and turned her head and said to cook: "Anyway, you have to take your time to get married. There must be an inspection period. ?"

"Okay." Jiang Mingyuan got up and followed: "You can investigate whatever you want, but don't take too long."

Cheng Huan opened the refrigerator and asked casually: "What? You exposed your nature after too long?"

"Yeah." The man behind him responded, paused for a moment and said, "I can't help it for too long."

Cheng Huan grabbed two tomatoes in his hand and was stunned when he heard this. After figuring it out, he couldn't bear to smash things over: "What are you talking about?"

Being close, things didn’t hurt when they hit them. Jiang Mingyuan took the tomatoes with one hand, walked over to wash them in the sink, and asked: "How do I cut them?"

Cheng Huan couldn't react to his change, and after a while, he said: "It's fine to dice."

"Okay." The tomatoes were placed on the cutting board, slender fingers pressed on them, the blade fell, and the chubby tomatoes were cut in half from the middle.

Cheng Huan watched him move, and the kitchen returned to quiet.

Jiang Mingyuan was not proficient in cutting things, but he was very serious. After cutting one, he put the tomatoes on the cutting board into the plate and continued to cut another.

Cheng Huan waited to make sure that he had nothing else to do, and then opened the refrigerator to get something else. The refrigerator door opened, and she found a clean half chicken. As soon as she touched the bag, she heard the person behind her say: "My personality is too dull and not too pleasing. My mother used to say that I was always invisible. No one knows what I like or dislike, so I can’t get close."

The hand movement stopped, Cheng Huan turned around and watched the man cut the last piece of tomato, put it on the plate, and continued: "I think since the relationship is confirmed, I can't be the same as before. I have to Don’t you take the initiative?"

He turned his head and smiled slightly at Cheng Huan: "If there is something you don't like, please bring it up and I will pay attention."

"No, I don't really like it." It's just that the sudden change made her a little uncomfortable, so she got used to it.

She pursed her lips, looked up at Jiang Mingyuan, then turned around and took out the half chicken from the refrigerator: "How about eating chestnut roast chicken at night?"

"Good."

"Then you help me peel the chestnut."

"Hmm."

……

The days are not much different from the usual ones. After dinner, the family used the news broadcast as the background sound to discuss tomorrow's itinerary.

Only at night did Xingxing know that he was going back to his father's home to see his grandpa. He was very curious about his new family and kept asking many questions, such as how old is his grandpa, how tall, and what he looked like.

Jiang Mingyuan was also very talkative about his father. He asked Xingxing to wait and went upstairs to get a photo.

The photo is the one he put in the study. On it is the young version of Father Jiang and the young version of him. The star yelled as soon as he saw the photo. He widened his eyes, pointed to the middle of the photo and asked: "Is this me?"

"This is Dad." Jiang Mingyuan explained with a smile, and pointed to the photo to introduce the person on it, and then talked about the funny story when the photo was taken.

This was the first time he mentioned his previous events. Cheng Huan and Xingxing were both listening with gusto. Seeing that they were interested, Jiang Mingyuan picked up some other interesting things and talked about them. It was ten o'clock after saying this, and Xingxing kept yawning sleepily. Jiang Mingyuan put down the photo and took the star to take a bath. After the shower, he coaxed his son to sleep and walked back to the living room.

Cheng Huan had just finished taking a shower, sitting on the sofa in her pajamas, and seeing Jiang Mingyuan coming out, she got up and went over.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Mingyuan saw that she had something to say.

"Um...I will go back to your hometown tomorrow, do I want to buy some gifts?"

Jiang Mingyuan pinned a strand of hair on her forehead and said softly, "No, these assistants will prepare. You only need to bring someone over."

"Not this." Cheng Huan gritted her teeth: "I wanted to ask what your mother likes."

Cheng Huan doesn't like Madam Jiang. Whether it's in the novel or in reality, she just finds someone to go to the kindergarten to draw the blood of the stars, which makes her feel bad for the future "mother-in-law" she has never met.

But it’s one thing to have a good impression. It’s another thing that the other party is Jiang Mingyuan’s mother. The blood relationship cannot be separated. Cheng Huan is unwilling to let a man be in a dilemma. Without involving principles, She doesn't mind to "please" this Madam Jiang a little bit.

Jiang Mingyuan could also see her thoughts. The man sighed in his heart, his fingertips moved across her eyebrows, and his voice was gentle: "I'm just happy to meet you."

"Don't interrupt, talk about business." Cheng Huan grabbed his hand and held it down, with a tangled face on his face: "Don't say it's too expensive, I can't afford it. And it's too late. Now, many stores outside are closed, and I don’t know if I can buy anything tomorrow."

Jiang Mingyuan lowered his head and played with her fingers: "Don't worry about these."

"Why, did you prepare for this too?"

"No." Jiang Mingyuan took her hand and kissed her fingertips: "I don't need these, she is not in China."

"Will you not come back for the New Year!"

"If I don’t come back, I don’t think I will come back anymore." When he mentioned his mother, the man was not in a high mood. He smiled and skipped the topic: "Don’t think about it, go to bed early, don’t talk to last night I think too much insomnia."

"How is it possible to have insomnia every day." Cheng Huan took out his hand, snorted, and then said a little awkwardly: "You also go to bed earlier."

"Hmm."

"Good night..."

"Good."

The man kept watching her without moving, and Cheng Huan stopped to think about it for a while, then suddenly stood on his tiptoe and touched the other's lips.

"Late..."

The rest of the word was swallowed as soon as she said it. The hand covering the back of her head made her unable to escape. This kiss was far more intense than the one in the afternoon. The man moved fiercely and seemed to eat her in his stomach.

After being thoroughly explored in his mouth, Cheng Huancai was finally let go. The man's breathing was a little heavy, and his eyes were particularly dark. He stretched out his hand, wiped off the water stains on the lips in front of him with his thumb, and kissed softly. After a bite, I said goodbye again: "I went up."

"Go." Cheng Huan was a little flustered by his flipping, she waved, hesitated for a few seconds or followed to watch people go up the elevator, the elevator closed, blocking the sight of the person inside.

Cheng Huan let out a sigh of relief, tested the temperature on her face with the back of her hand, bit her lip and returned to the room. She changed her clothes and went to bed, wrapped herself in the quilt from start to finish, and after a while, the quilt opened a seam. A head poked out from inside, Cheng Huan took a deep breath of the fresh air outside, then patted his face: "Sleep to sleep."

After finishing talking, he tightened the quilt and closed his eyes, leaving his head outside this time.

……

Although there are a lot of things in her mind, Cheng Huan’s sleep quality was good that night. It was only six o’clock when she woke up in the morning. She woke up slowly and got ready for breakfast. Before Jiang Mingyuan was ready, she left. The two were tired and crooked in the kitchen for a long time. After breakfast, the man came to help her clean up again.

This time I’m going back to my hometown for three days and three nights. After the afternoon, I’m back on the second day. The time is short, so I don’t need to prepare too many clothes. The winter clothes are bulky, so I packed up two large suitcases in the end.

Prepare the luggage and put it aside. Cheng Huan washed her hands and applied hand cream. She carefully took care of every corner of her fingers, and suddenly remembered and asked: "By the way, where do we eat the New Year's Eve dinner?" "

The Jiang family is not a small family. Father Guangjiang has four brothers and sisters, and there are more in the previous generation. Grandpa Jiang has eight brothers and sisters, and each brother and sister has given birth to many next generations. When I got up, there were nearly 100 relatives who were a little closer.

Grandpa Jiang Mingyuan passed away too early. Father Jiang and his brothers were brought up by the grandfather, who is also Father Jiang's uncle. That grandfather is ninety-five years old this year, and his body is still healthy. Jiang Mingyuan went back to pay homage to his father, and to visit this grandfather.

He almost fell out with his uncles and brothers like Grandpa Jiang, and the relationship with them was good. Many people wanted to flatter him, and they were arguing for a meal.

It's just that it was before. This year he dragged his family around, so it's natural not to go to other people's houses again.

"I'll book a table."

"Let’s do it ourselves."

The two spoke out at the same time and looked at each other after speaking. Cheng Huan listened to him and waved his hand with a smile: "What's the meaning of eating someone else’s New Year’s Eve dinner? It’s fun to do it yourself. You didn’t mean that there is a kitchen in the villa. Right?"

"There are..."

"Then we used to buy something and make it ourselves. New Year's Eve will have a New Year atmosphere." I think she would make a lot of things with her grandfather during the New Year when she was a child. Although she hasn't prepared yet, she can't save the New Year's Eve dinner: "Yes. Can I buy things in my hometown?"

"Yes"

"Then do it yourself, let's just three people, don't have to cook too much. By the way, what kind of dish do you like, do you like shrimp?"

"Like."

"Sure enough, your son likes shrimps." Cheng Huan wrote in the memo on his mobile phone and asked him what type of shrimp he likes. Jiang Mingyuan said it was all right.

"It's too late, there must be a lot of things that I can't buy, but I still like green prawns because they have a lot of meat."

"Then you want this."

"It depends on the situation, you may not be able to buy it."

"Yes." Jiang Mingyuan said softly. When Cheng Huan was considering the dishes for the New Year's Eve, he went out and dialed a phone call.

"Help me see if the kitchen utensils at home are all incomplete, so make up the incomplete ones. Also, prepare the ingredients, ask for crayfish, fresh ones, and send them by air."