The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun: 80.080

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Grandpa is getting older, and his eyes are a bit bad. After listening to Jiang Mingyuan's introduction, he squinted at Cheng Huan and Xingxing for a long time, then laughed and said several "good" in a row.

"As long as you have company, it's good to have company. I don't worry if you have company." Seeing this scene, the old man thought of his grown-up nephew, and he sighed: "It's a pity that your father left without seeing you get married. "

Jiang Mingyuan narrowed his smile and remained silent.

"Forget it, forget about it." The old man took out a kerchief from his arms and wiped his nose, told them to sit down, and called the stars to his side. He smiled and said to Jiang Mingyuan: "It's exactly the same as when you were a kid."

Xingxing stood beside Grandpa and nodded: "I think so too."

As soon as he said this, the old man laughed and pointed to the star forehead Lanxess said: "Look at you as a little devil."

The Xingxing actually didn’t understand what the grandfather was laughing at, but he also laughed along with him. After the laugh, he said: "Grandpa, I want to play with the bird."

The old man seemed to have never thought that he would say that. After listening, he froze slightly, and laughed louder after he froze. He smiled and waved to him: "Go and be careful not to let you peck you."

"Thank you, grandpa." The stars responded happily, waved to Mom and Dad, and went outside. After a while, the parrot's strange loud voice asked in the room: "Who are you?"

Two adults stayed in the room to chat with the old man. Most of the time, Jiang Mingyuan and Grandpa said that Cheng Huan was listening to him. Occasionally, the topic of the two of them would involve Cheng Huan. Most of the questions were It's a topic related to relationships, and what I care most about is when they get married.

Faced with the old man’s expectations, Cheng Huan could only keep smiling, and then said to the old man according to Jiang Mingyuan’s words: "Still discussing."

"Let’s discuss it quickly, I’m old bones, and I don’t know how long I will live. It would be a shame if I don’t see you getting married."

"Don't say that." Jiang Mingyuan stopped him: "We are still waiting for you to celebrate your 100th birthday."

The old man looked at his grand-nephew, smiled and shook his head, and said nothing about dying.

The door was knocked, and the caregiver asked where to eat.

"Go to the restaurant." He replied, stood up and said to the two of them: "Let's go, let's eat in the past, and there will be so many lively days a year."

This was a complaint that the junior never came back to see him. Jiang Mingyuan didn't say anything. He walked over to hold one of his arms and helped the old man out.

……

The grandpa has a lot of people in the family, and the place to eat is also big. There are seven or eight round tables in the hundreds of squares of the dining room, and the family members are seated according to their seniority.

Jiang Mingyuan's table is all his cousins, the oldest is already fifty years old, and he is the youngest.

In previous years, every time Gu Mingli came back, Gu Mingli would pull people to talk about Jiang Mingyuan’s marital problems. This year Gu Mingli didn’t come back, but his cousin suddenly had a girlfriend and a son. This change made everyone very happy. Curious, I can’t wait to stick my eyes on Cheng Huan while eating, to see what she can do to coax people.

These gazes made Cheng Huan feel uncomfortable, thinking that she didn’t leave the chopsticks when she came back for the first time. She endured it here, but Jiang Mingyuan put down the bowl and chopsticks over there, pulled her up and called again. Xingxing, walked over to the old man at the main table and said, "When we are full, we will go back."

"So fast?" The old man's eyes were bad and he couldn't see the dark tide under the table. He thought that his grand-nephew and his family were really full. He was surprised and didn't leave anyone: "You go back first, and you ran away. One day, it's weird."

Leaving the grandfather’s house, the three of them walked on the small road. This generation took the ecological route, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there were no factories, so the sky looked particularly blue.

There is a street lamp a few meters away from the road. The street lamp is not very bright, but it is enough to see the way back. Cheng Huan kicked a small stone, looked up at the stars in the sky, and held the hands of the people next to him even more. Tight: "The air here is so good, the stars look brighter than other places."

"You like us to live here in the future." Jiang Mingyuan hugged his son and his girlfriend, and became romantic for a while. He softly described the scene in the future: "The scenery on this mountain is very good, the air is better, we can Build a road from the backyard to the top of the mountain, so that you can go to the mountain to see the scenery."

"The backyard is very large and you can build a few more houses. Do you like flowers? If you like, we can ask for a glass flower house, like the grandfather’s house. You can also see many flowers bloom in winter, and you can also raise some animals. , How about parrots? Cats and dogs are okay, or you like other ones. Anyway, the place is big, and you are not afraid that the animals will not be able to move. The gym is not needed. The air here is good. You can run a few laps in the morning and evening to breathe, but you can get one. Football field, you can just play when the stars grow up."

Cheng Huan didn't expect that a word of her own could lead to so much. She quietly listened to this person's future plans, and finally had to remind him: "What about the work?"

"Work..." Jiang Mingyuan was suspiciously silent for a while: "You can move the headquarters..."

"Even if you are willing to come over, others may not be willing." Cheng Huan shook his hand in a cheerful tone: "Don't think about it, let's talk about these ideas when you retire. It will be almost the same when you come to retirement and fishing. Just climb the mountain. , It’s not good for knee joints."

Jiang Mingyuan turned his face and listened to her saying that in the days after retirement, he seemed to be able to see the old self and her no longer in Huanian cuddling together, with a deeper smile in his eyes.

He couldn't help but drew closer, dropped a soft kiss on his lips that kept closing, smiled and said: "I listen to you, we don't climb mountains."

Blushing all over his cheeks, Cheng Huan pursed his lips and was a step behind. It took a while before he wanted to cover up and say: "I just said it for fun."

"Hmm."

"Why are you still so young to talk about after retirement."

"Yes, cherish the present."

"Jiang Mingyuan!" His left hand was pulled down.

"I am here."

"Don't laugh."

"Okay." There was an irresistible smile in his voice.

Cheng Huan snorted and ignored him, and when he hurried into the house, he asked again: "Have you eaten? I'm not full yet. Go back and cook a bowl of noodles."

"Good."

……

When I got home, I ordered a bowl of noodles. The noodles were dried noodles, which didn't taste very good, so I barely got into the mouth.

It was just after eight o'clock after the second meal, it was still early, and there were not many entertainment facilities in the town before going to bed, and there was no other leisure except watching TV and playing mobile phones.

The star toy didn't come over, and I felt bored, so I pestered my father to tell him the story. Jiang Mingyuan did not reject this, and took Cheng Huan to sit together, telling them about his past.

He talked about the jokes that he didn't like to read when he was a child, he said that he was talented and looked down on people when he was a boy, and he also talked about the interesting things he encountered in school and the current development of those classmates. The most talked about was his father.

Said that he took time out of his busy schedule to accompany him out to play, but he worked overtime until late for a week in a row; he said that he failed the exam and didn’t dare to tell Gu Mingli that he only dared to let Jiang's father go to the parent meeting secretly. After Jiang's father attended After a few nights, I thoroughly learned the knowledge in his book and told him patiently. He said that he likes to take himself to meet those business partners and listen to those people who praise him. Every time he is praised, Jiang's father will Be happy for a long time...

From his words, the never-faced father Jiang gradually outlined a vivid outline. Jiang Mingyuan loved him and respected him, and, like his father, taught his children with the utmost patience.

"Grandpa is so good." Xingxing lay in his father's arms to listen. After listening, he sighed. He raised his head and asked: "Dad, will Grandpa like me?"

Jiang Mingyuan touched his head and said: "Yes."

"Will he take me out to play?"

"Yes."

"Where is Grandpa?" The little guy was suddenly excited, his eyes gleaming: "I haven't seen him yet."

"I will see it tomorrow."

"Okay, then." The star reluctantly agreed, and asked if he could see it as soon as he opened his eyes.

"No, let's go see Grandpa this afternoon."

"Why didn't Grandpa come." Xingxing said with emotion: "Grandpa is a bit lazy."

"Well, he is a bit lazy." Jiang Mingyuan touched his son's little head, Ying and him, and then hugged him up: "Well, it's getting late, it's time to take a bath and sleep."

"Okay." Xing Xing hugged his father's neck, turned his head and waved to Cheng Huan: "Mom will take a bath and go to bed. It will not be long to go to bed late."

"Got it..." Cheng Huan replied with a long voice. After speaking, he followed Jiang Mingyuan and went upstairs. The two separated at the door and went back to their own rooms.

Jiang Mingyuan also washed himself by the way when he bathed Xingxing. He dried his son's hair, put him on the bed, and went out to knock on the door on the other side.

Cheng Huan was doing skin care for herself after taking a shower. When she heard a knock on the door, she put the mask on her hand and came out to open the door.

"What's the matter?" She asked vaguely.

Jiang Mingyuan looked at Cheng Huan with the mask paper on his face, his expression slightly stiff.

"I haven't said good night yet." He said, he lifted the mask and kissed the wet lips, then reapplied her, licking the liquid on the lips with the tip of his tongue, and the man frowned slightly:" Okay, good night."

Cheng Huan was too late to react by his series of operations, and when he recovered, he licked the essence.

"This thing can't be eaten!" Without being speechless, he pulled him into the room and poured a glass of water: "Hurry up and rinse your mouth."

Jiang Mingyuan took the water.

"You rinse your mouth, I'll wash your face." Cheng Huan passed the water and left it alone. She couldn't delay the mask when it was time.

Walking into the bathroom, Cheng Huan took off the mask and the cover of the hand mask, washed her face and hands, and when she wiped her hands and walked out of the bathroom, the other person in the room had not left yet.

Cheng Huan didn’t care much either. She walked to the vanity mirror and found the skin care products and took a shot on her face. Halfway through the shot, the person behind came over again. He put his arm around Cheng Huan’s waist, leaned close and bowed his head. Hold her earlobe on one side.

Cheng Huan’s ears are sensitive, and she felt a little strange when she touched her body. She shrank her shoulders and pushed the people next to her: "What are you doing?"

The man let go of the soft flesh in his mouth, leaned in front of him from the side, sealed his lips, and sucked.

Long time later, Cheng Huan was let go. Looking at the slightly swollen lips in front of him, Jiang Mingyuan’s breathing increased and his eyesight|looking deeper, he leaned on Cheng Huan’s shoulders and panted a few times before barely calming down. Say: "Good night kiss, not counted just now."

After finishing speaking, he hugged the person in his arms tightly, released it in an instant, and his eyes were dangerous when he looked at her: "I'm going back, and have a good dream tonight."

Cheng Huan frightened the people away and went back to the room holding the quilt shivering. Thinking of the man's performance before, she couldn't help but snorted.

A good dream? Did you mean to dream of him?