The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun: 55.055

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Xingxing wants to build a castle, he has no interest in taking pictures, watching Jiang Mingyuan take out the camera and tugging his pants to act like a baby: "I don't want to take pictures, dad, let's build a house."

"But mom wants to take pictures." Jiang Mingyuan lowered his head and looked at him with a smile: "If you can't go, mom will be very sad."

Is that so?

Xing Xing looked at Cheng Huan with some uncertainty, and saw his mother also looking at him, with a disappointed look on his face. He was anxious at the time, and quickly loosened his father's pants and ran over, gently pulling his mother's skirt to make her Squatted down, then wrapped her neck around, and kissed Cheng Huan's face: "Mom, don't be sad, let's go take pictures, don't build a house."

Very warm and masculine temperament.

The sadness on Cheng Huan’s face couldn’t be put on in an instant, and he kissed his son twice with a smile, raised his hand and rubbed the star’s hair into a bird’s nest. Then he got up and took the person and confronted the person beside him. Jiang Mingyuan blinked: "Let's go."

"Okay." Jiang Mingyuan followed with a smile, and there was a pampering in his eyes that he didn't know. He walked to the side of Cheng Huan in two steps and suggested: "I know there is a good place. Go and take it."

Cheng Huan has no objection to this. Judging from today's itinerary, it is obvious that the other party has done enough homework.

Jiang Mingyuan said that the photo location was on the other side of the island. He made a call and within five minutes, a car would pick them up.

This car matched Jiang Mingyuan's style very well. It was a low-key and luxurious type. They got in the car and the driver graciously closed the door. Without asking where to go, they drove in the other direction.

Looking at what I don’t understand, Cheng Huan looked at the person next to him helplessly: "This car is yours?"

Jiang Mingyuan nodded.

"Why did you rent an electric car just now?" Cheng Huan didn't understand.

The man didn't answer immediately, he turned his head, and the other person's cold and handsome face was reflected on the car window glass. After a meeting, Cheng Huan heard him say: "I think you like touring cars."

At that time, the driver was waiting outside and was about to pick them up. It was Cheng Huan and Xingxing who expressed their curiosity about the electric tourist car, so he changed their plans.

Cheng Huan nodded thoughtfully and stared at the right window. She said: "I really like it. Compared to sitting in a car, why don't we get another one and play with it later?"

"It's not safe." Jiang Mingyuan's mouth collapsed into a straight line, turned his head and glanced at Cheng Huan in disapproval, as if accusing her of mischief.

If he put this picture in the company, the employees he saw would have long been trembling, but Cheng Huan was not his employee, so he was not afraid at all.

Not only is it not afraid, but the woman also smiled and suggested: "If you don’t go anywhere, what’s unsafe. How about taking pictures of driving, how about I drive you to take pictures? It’s silly to always stand and take pictures. Up."

Jiang Mingyuan only glanced at her and looked away. He looked ahead, his expression was cold, and the corners of his lips collapsed into a straight line: "Will you open it?"

"I won't." The man said confidently: "But I think it's quite simple, so it shouldn't be difficult."

"Besides, if you really don't, wouldn't you still be there."

I don’t know if it was Cheng Huan’s illusion. She always felt that after she had said this, Jiang Mingyuan was a little far away from her. She was still wondering what it meant, so she listened to the other party reluctantly stepped back: "To Let's talk about it later."

After speaking, he turned his head, a posture that he didn't want to communicate, and looked particularly cold.

The car walked on the road for nearly half an hour and arrived at another beach. Unlike the beach where they were before, this beach is not visible to a tourist.

Jiang Mingyuan explained: "This is a private beach, not open to tourists."

"Yours?"

"No, I borrowed it." Jiang Mingyuan walked ahead and led the way, walked a few steps and then looked back at her, moved his mouth, and said nothing.

Cheng Huan looked a little strange at his performance: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Mingyuan turned his head and whispered in a low voice.

He originally wanted to say that if Cheng Huan liked it, he would buy a beach by himself, but he felt a bit abrupt when he didn't say anything, so he could only swallow the words and focus on leading the way.

This private beach is artificially enclosed. There is a villa in the designated area. The villa is very large and well-equipped. It shows the wealth of the owner everywhere. It was a very good hotel villa in the eyes of Cheng Huan. Compared with here, probably the difference between low-rent housing and luxury flats.

Going out from the other door of the villa is the beach.

Probably because of regular cleaning and few people coming, the beach here looks extremely clean, the sea is clear, and the orange sunset is dyed another color, and a few seabirds fly leisurely in the air, which is beautiful.

This beach is located just west of the island. It is a great place to watch the sunset. It is also very good for taking pictures. Cheng Huan has learned photography. Of course, I don’t want to miss this kind of beauty. So I planned to take pictures of myself, but it turned out to be So she took a sharp shot with the camera, not counting the scenery, but also taking pictures of people.

The father and son who modeled her cooperated very well. They stood wherever they stood, and took whatever posture they were asked to pose. Occasionally, the small model got impatient, and the big model came to give psychological counseling.

Cheng Huan took a good time and finished work satisfied.

At this time, half of the sunset is still exposed on the sea, and the sky will be dark, leaving only the sparkling waves with a little orange and red.

Cheng Huan had already put down the camera, and when she saw this, she took another photo. She looked back at the photo she had just taken, and became more satisfied with it. When she turned to the photos of the father and son, she remembered that she hadn’t taken a photo of herself. , So he hurriedly handed the camera to the photographer who was the model guest, and walked to the beach to pose, the sea licked his ankles, Cheng Huan faced the sunset with his hands slightly open, his hair spread out, and the sea breeze was blowing indiscriminately.

The sound of tidal surging overwhelmed the camera's shutter sound. Cheng Huan kept this posture and waited for a while, feeling a little sore in her hand. She turned her head and looked behind her, and asked the person holding the camera: "Are you okay?"

The woman turned her back to him, her skirts fluttering, her hair entangled in mid-air, revealing the butterfly bones that spread wings, and the afterglow of the setting sun hit her body as if she was coated with holy light.

Jiang Mingyuan's fingers trembled slightly, and he felt that the heart in his chest was beating faster and faster, and his eardrums were pounding and pounding, as if something was about to break free.

The palm of his hand was sweaty, but the action of pressing the shutter was not slow at all. Jiang Mingyuan didn't know how many shots he had taken until the person in front turned his head and smiled and asked if he had taken the shot properly.

The hair was raised and kissed on her cheek, with a smile on her face, which made people temporarily lose the ability to think.

Only an instant, Jiang Mingyuan regained his senses. The action was pressed before his thoughts and he pressed the shutter. Holding this moment, Jiang Mingyuan put down the camera and stood up straight. The language of the action was not much different from before: "Okay, let’s see. See?"

"Okay!" Cheng Huan couldn't wait to run over, leaning over to see the photo.

Jiang Mingyuan stiffened unnoticeably, his body muscles tightened, and if the scent of nothing lingered on the tip of his nose, he felt a burst of heat. He was upset, and returned the camera to Cheng Huan. After speaking, you watch it slowly, and then walk away quickly, as if a scourge followed.

It was the first time that Cheng Huan saw him so frustrated. She was very surprised. She stared at the back of the man who had left, and asked the little guy next to her, "What's wrong with Dad?"

Xingxing shook his head with a blank face: "I don't know." Dad was just fine.

The children carefully considered the causes and consequences, and finally came to a conclusion: "Dad, he is hungry!"

"I think you are hungry." Cheng Huan squeezed the little guy's nose to make fun of him, Xing Xing frowned, shaken his head and freed his mother's claws, confessing happily: "I'm hungry."

"Then go to eat." Cheng Huan hung the camera around her neck and walked slowly back holding the star's hand: "Let's guess where Dad is."

Jiang Mingyuan didn't go anywhere, so he stayed in the villa, sitting on the sofa without looking at him, even when Cheng Huan and Xingxing came back, he only glanced briefly.

After such a while, Jiang Mingyuan has calmed down a long time ago. He felt that his previous performance was a bit embarrassing, like a hairy boy who didn't know anything, feeling helpless in front of his sweetheart.

Well, in terms of feelings, he only grew older without adding any experience, just a sweetheart...

Taking the word carefully with the tip of his tongue, Jiang Mingyuan looked at the object the word refers to, and a strange but sweet throb arose in his heart.

Probably it was really lost.

Jiang Mingyuan helped his forehead. He didn’t know how it developed like this. He knew that this person only took three months and spent less time with each other. He didn’t even know much about the other’s personality and preferences. How could he be called? Like it?

It seems that in order to answer the doubt, the scenes of the past together appeared before him, bringing the warmth and peace that he could not feel at home, letting people feel comfortable and relaxed, so without knowing it, the heart was already Indulge in it.

His mind was fluttering, his face was calm, and he looked a little cold, but neither Xingxing nor Cheng Huan would be scared by his coldness.

As soon as the child entered the house, he walked around and found his father, he let go of his mother's hand and rushed over. He climbed onto the sofa, leaned on Jiang Mingyuan’s chest, and opened and closed his small mouth: "Dad, are you hungry?"

"Huh?" Jiang Mingyuan recovered and touched his son's belly: "Are the stars hungry?"

"Um! I want to eat."

"Then let's go to dinner." Feelings are not clear for a while. Now it is more important to eat. Jiang Mingyuan hugged the stars, got up from the sofa and walked in front of Cheng Huan, his eyes were a little erratic: "Eat French food at night How is it?"

The trip was arranged a long time ago. At that time, the restaurant was set just because it tasted good. Now that I have a clear idea of ​​my own, I can say it again, as if I had already planned something wrong.

Cheng Huan naturally doesn't have any opinions.

The French restaurant on the island was opened by a real Frenchman. It is said that it used to serve the royal family. Cheng Huan didn't know the authenticity of this identity, but the food made by the restaurant was quite delicious.

After eating, a few people drove back to the hotel. The car stopped at a distance from the hotel. Cheng Huanyuan was a little puzzled. When he approached, he found that there were many more marching tents on the square in front of the hotel. The bonfire burned in the middle, and many people gathered around the bonfire and danced hand in hand.

Cheng Huan is surprised: "This is an event? Are they not hot?"

Although the temperature has dropped a lot at night, it hasn't reached the point where it burns.

"The flame is fake, it doesn't feel hot." Jiang Mingyuan explained in a low voice from the side: "The hotel campfire party is a bit interesting. You can also choose to live in a tent after it is over. Would you like to see it?"