The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun: 51.051

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The small cake that Xingxing held was finally finished with the efforts of himself and his parents.

After dinner, the family went to the deck to clear up the food, and soon it was time for the cruise ship to call in the harbor.

This cruise ship has a total of more than 6,000 passengers. It will eventually sail for the open sea and return to Yongan Island after half a month of sailing.

Just like them, there are not many passengers disembarking on Red Coral Island. There are only a hundred people who are full. Cheng Huan and the others easily discovered the existence of Lao Liu's family.

"It can be regarded as disembarking." Madam Liu walked on the cruise with her husband's support and complained to Cheng Huan who was next to her: "I originally thought how fun the boat was, but when I got on the boat, I felt dizzy. Last night I didn't fall asleep."

She turned yellow, and she did not look very healthy. She had the same reaction as her and their son, the energetic teenager who was thinking of watching his parents quarrel yesterday, is now full of dirt.

Ms. Liu complained for a while, and then pointed the muzzle at Lao Liu. She glanced at it obliquely, patted and held her hand, and said, "I blame our old Liu. I originally said that I would prepare some medicine to prevent it. Seasickness, he’s better, he has to say that he is not faint, we will not faint, let life and death not take it!"

Being accused by his wife, Lao Liu was also very wronged: "You said that you used to be on a boat and you didn't feel dizzy."

"Can the boat in the river be the same as the boat in the sea?"

"Aren't these all the same?"

"Liu Aiguo, did you deliberately **** me off?!"

Seeing that the husband and wife are quarreling again, Cheng Huan hurried forward to make peace. She took out a can of tangerine peel from her luggage and handed it over: "You should feel better if you eat some of this."

Ms. Liu fainted all night, and she was nauseous to see what she ate, but when Cheng Huan opened the lid and smelled the sour scent, she had an inexplicable appetite.

This tangerine peel was originally prepared by Cheng Huan for his family, but they didn't use it, but they helped outsiders.

Ms. Liu took the jar of tangerine peels, took a piece of tangerine peel, and ate it in her mouth. It seemed that she was not as uncomfortable as before. She was surprised: "Xiaocheng, this thing works well. Where can I buy it? Of? I'll buy some when I go back."

"Do it yourself, I will give you another can if you like it." Cheng Huan took another can and passed it.

"That's okay." Madam Liu took the tangerine peel, gave her son a piece, and elbowed Lao Liu.

Old Liu Yihui immediately took out a bag of dried fruit from the bag and handed it over: "This is also our own drying. It is very safe. I will give it to you to eat and play."

Cheng Huan accepted the gift and thanked him.

Neither are stingy people, and they are very happy to get along with each other. Without saying how long, the car came to pick them up.

The car was originally arranged by Jiang Mingyuan. There were two cars in total. Cheng Huan and Lao Liu and his family had one. After getting in the car, they took them to their accommodation.

Red Coral Island is small in size. There is only one hotel on the island. This hotel is very special. In addition to a six-story camouflage building next to it, there are many single-family villas next to it. The exterior of the villas is made into the appearance of various weapons.

From a long distance away, Xing Xing saw the building with the appearance of a distant tank from the car window. He was amazed, patted the car window and turned his head and called Cheng Huan: "Mom, mom! Look at the car over there! It's so beautiful! "

The little guy doesn't know tanks and thinks that anyone with wheels will call a car.

Cheng Huan said to him: "That is a tank, not an ordinary car."

"What is a tank?" The star was strange.

"It is a very powerful weapon. Sitting in a tank, others can't hit you, but you can hit others. Do you see the barrel in front? That's where the shells are fired." Cheng Huan tried his best Use sentences that the stars can understand.

When she said that, the little guy understood. He stuck to the car window, looking at the "big tank" getting closer and closer, making meaningless shouts.

Finally, under his watch, the car stopped in front of the tank.

When the family got off the car, they were greeted by the management of the hotel and checked in for them. Coincidentally, the house that Jiang Mingyuan had decided was the appearance of the tank.

The villa on the outside of the tank is painted in camouflage color, and there are some vines growing upwards outside the wall, looking rough and wanton.

Xingxing loves this majestic guy very much, knowing that the tank is for someone to drive, and he made the wish to drive the tank when he grows up. Cheng Huan and Jiang Mingyuan are no longer interested in his dreams. Anyway, the little guy has too many dreams. They will change one after a while.

The family took the room key and followed the staff into the room.

The decoration inside the villa is as special as the exterior of the house, it is made into the style of the inside of the tank. The door is round, with single-sided glass, and when you walk into it is a huge living room. The sofa in the living room is also camouflage. The TV wall opposite the sofa looks a bit like a tank’s ammunition storage room.

In addition to these detailed designs, there are many tank models in the villa, and even the wine holders for the wine cabinets look like tanks placed diagonally.

Seeing the decorations in this room, not only the young stars, but Cheng Huan himself was also very surprised.

"It's so special here!" She stepped across the door, picked up a model of a tank in the hallway that looked like a tractor, and asked the man behind her: "Which one is this?"

"Pepper I, a tank made eighty years ago, has been retired in the last century."

"What about this one?" Cheng Huan asked another one.

"This is a seagull..." Jiang Mingyuan looked familiar with these, and could easily say their names and usage time.

The stars bounced around the room several times, crazy enough, and playing on the ground with a tank model. He played for a while by himself, and finally thought of Mom and Dad. When he turned his head, those two were still there. The door didn't move.

"Mom." Xingxing wanted to play with people. He grabbed the tank model and rushed over and bumped into Cheng Huan's arms.

Cheng Huan was bumped into an unsteady situation. He stepped back two steps and just retreated into Jiang Mingyuan's arms. The man's chest was very broad and his muscles were firm. It knocked a bit when he hit, but it also gave people a sense of security.

The two were so close, and the whole body was surrounded by another breath. Cheng Huan lowered her head, feeling that her heartbeat was a little out of control, she coughed uncomfortably, pulled away the star stuck to her body, and took a step forward. , Left from that person's arms.

The fragrant body in his arms disappeared, which made Jiang Mingyuan feel a little lost. He let go of the hand supporting the man's waist, the roots of his ears were slightly red, his hands were behind him, and the **** were twisted, as if he could still feel the previous Tactile.

"Mom, you play with me!" Xingxing knew nothing about the undercurrents between mom and dad. Like a fool, he held a tank and asked Cheng Huan to play with him.

"It's okay to play." Cheng Huan bent down and said to her son: "But you can't rush over here in the future, don't you know?"

The little fool is puzzled: "Why?"

This question doesn’t need to be answered by my mother, and my father will tell him the reason: "Because you are too fat, my mother can’t handle it."

Fat is not a good word, fat people in cartoons can collapse their bed! Xingxing couldn't believe that he was a fat man. He raised his head and widened his eyes, and looked at his mother, wanting him to make the decision for himself: "Mom, I am not fat."

"You are really fat, did you take a lot of steps back without seeing your mother?" His head was tapped, and the mother who had high hopes from the stars spit out merciless words. The moment the star was struck, the tank model that was raised high was also put down. He bowed his head and brought his new love to the sofa, sighing step by step, lying face down on the sofa, motionless, as if A salted fish.

Cheng Huan was a little worried at his lost appearance, and was about to coax him. She walked over, and just turned her son over, his neck was wrapped around.

The star was reborn in the same place, and he hung himself on his mother with a smile, and did not forget to continue to ask: "Mom, am I not fat?"

"No, you are very fat." Cheng Huan gritted his teeth and said, "Come down!"

Classmate Jiang Xingchen, who is one meter tall and weighs 32 kilograms, is not light when he hangs on him. What's more, Cheng Huan is still bent over, and he feels that his old waist is about to be broken when he hangs him like this.

The key moment was when the child's father was reliable. When Cheng Huan was about to be unable to hold on, he fell from the sky like a hero and pulled away the small hand that the stars ring behind her neck, finally getting her out of danger.

The weight of her body touched, and Cheng Huan took a big breath. She held her chest and straightened her waist. With the flush that had just been applied, her misty eyes looked at Jiang Mingyuan and thanked her warmly.

"It's okay." Jiang Mingyuan moved his eyes away and glanced at the troublemaker who still didn't think he had any problems: "Don't spoil him too much."

After speaking, he stretched out his big hand, picked up the son on the sofa, walked aside, and educates with a straight face.

Xingxing was trained by his father for half an hour, and for a while, he was very well-behaved. He didn't walk fast or slow, spoke softly, didn't pester his mother to play with him, and played by himself. He was so happy that he made a square array with nine models.

They come here for tourism, so naturally they cannot stay in the house all the time. Red Coral Island is located in the tropics. Today’s temperature is 33°. The sun on the island is harsh and the ultraviolet rays are strong. Cheng Huan went to his room to pack his luggage, put sunscreen on his body, brought a sun hat and eyes, and changed his son’s suit. equipment.

Mother and son were all cleaned up, Cheng Huan opened the door of the room wearing a star, and happened to ran into Jiang Mingyuan, who had just come out.

This is the first time Cheng Huan saw Jiang Mingyuan wearing clothes other than a suit. He changed into a casual outfit, still long-sleeved trousers, his pants were still black, underneath were a pair of sneakers, and the hairspray on his head was washed off. The refreshing hair fell on his forehead, and he looked much younger than usual.

However, even so, he seems a little out of place in this family.

Cheng Huan took his son, who put on short-sleeved and big-flowered pants and wore the same straw hat and sunglasses as himself, stood at the door and looked at Jiang Mingyuan for a long time.

"What's the matter?" The man on the opposite side was a little surprised by him. He looked down at his attire and couldn't help asking.

"Why do you still wear long sleeves?" Cheng Huan wondered: "Aren't you hot?"

The man pursed the corners of his mouth and turned his face away: "I'm used to it."

Cheng Huan felt hot when he looked at his black pants, and couldn't help but persuade him: "Then you can change your pants to a different color. Black is more heat-absorbing."

The person on the other side was silent for a while. When Cheng Huan thought he would not answer and was about to go downstairs, he heard the person say: "Nothing else."

He is obsessed with work. The clothes in the closet are all kinds of suits and shirts. The clothes he came out to play this time were purchased temporarily by the assistant. The assistant looked at him with a cold face all the year round. He felt that the boss was so staid that he would definitely not accept anything else. Colors, so the casual clothes I bought for him were all black and white.

Cheng Huan didn’t know the reason, and thought it was Jiang Mingyuan’s choice. She said "Oh", led the stars downstairs, and when she reached the door, she tried to discuss: "There should be clothes sellers on the island. , I’ll buy you a set at that time."

She turned her head and smiled like a flower: "Let’s come out together and look better in the same clothes."

Jiang Mingyuan's throat tightened, his jaw tightened, and he nodded slightly stiffly after a short while: "Okay."