The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun: 94.094

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He said that it's useless if you don't think too much, Cheng Huan couldn't relax at all, waiting nervously and expectantly for possible surprises to arrive.

Unfortunately, it turns out that he really thought about it a lot, until he finished eating and went out, nothing special happened.

Cheng Huan was a little disappointed, and then even more confused. She fastened her seat belt and twisted her brows together: "You spend so much time to eat a meal?"

"Yes." Jiang Mingyuan stretched out his hand and rubbed her head, and started the car to turn around.

The grass and trees on the side of the road swiftly hind legs. Cheng Huan looked at it for a long time and realized that this was not the way to go back. She turned her head and asked, "Don't you go home?"

Jiang Mingyuan said he couldn't go back: "I got a few concert tickets, and I will show you to listen to them."

"Oh." Cheng Huan nodded, then looked down at the clothes: "Can I wear this in the past?"

Although I have never heard of it, it is said that formal wear is required for those occasions.

There was a red light at the intersection, Jiang Mingyuan stopped the car, turned to look at her, and then nodded: "I feel good."

The address of the concert is at the S City Grand Theater. When I walked in, there were only a few people sitting scattered. Jiang Mingyuan took her to the center and sat down. The lights went out, the curtain opened in front, and the sound of music sounded. The others in the hall withdrew.

Classical music can really cultivate sentiment. The soul fades away from the impetuousness of the music and becomes quiet. A concert lasted two hours, and when it ended, Cheng Huan felt a little bit disappointed.

She walked out of the stadium, sighed, turned to Jiang Mingyuan and asked with a smile, "Where are you going to go after?"

She has determined that this person must have a problem.

Jiang Mingyuan held the sleeping star and smiled back at her: "There are open-air performances on the river bank, are you interested in taking a look?"

"Okay."

S City is a city along the river, and the river bank is also a tourist attraction, which is famous in the surrounding area.

Before going, the two of them went back to set up the stars first, then called the assistant to come over and watch them, and then they went out hand in hand.

If the music festival is an aural enjoyment, then the open-air performance on the river bank is a visual feast. There are many stages on the river bank that are not very long. Artists perform on the stage, and the audience lingers among them.

These performances are not limited to the content and format. Maybe the street dance is on the left and the iron flower is on the right. Even acrobatic performances that have become rarer in recent years can be found in them.

Cheng Huan originally thought that Jiang Mingyuan had some thoughts, but when he got here, he was not sure. There are so many people here, and they can't hear anything they want to say.

But it doesn't matter, what does he want to do? Cheng Huan looked at the amazing dance in front of him and thought, whether he has other purposes or not, these things are all beautiful.

The open-air performance by the river bank lasted for a long time, and did not stop until late at night. Cheng Huan left the classical dance stage and continued to walk down. She took a bunch of candied haws and bit the hawthorn, which was very sour. She squeezed her eyebrows into one place, swallowed the contents of her mouth with difficulty, then hurriedly threw the contents into the trash can, and asked Jiang Mingyuan: "Did you get these things?"

Jiang Mingyuan nodded: "A project co-organized with the government will take three days in total and will be available every year from now on. We are going to create a fixed tourism festival."

"Are you still doing this?"

Jiang Mingyuan knocked her: "Why not?"

"I feel, this thing seems to have nothing to do with you."

"Why is it okay? As long as the event is famous, it can attract tourists and drive the development of the tourism industry, which is a good thing for businesses in this area."

"Yes, some people are not afraid of not making money." Cheng Huan looked around and touched his chin: "Should I come here to set up a stall? It looks very profitable."

Jiang Mingyuan: "...I brought you here for fun."

Cheng Huan chuckled: "Just kidding."

She said so, but she was already considering the possibility of opening a branch here.

Cheng Huan stays in front of each table for a long time, and the snacks in his hand have never stopped.

Time passed unconsciously, and it was about to reach the wee hours of the morning.

As if received instructions, all the tables were stopped at the pocket money, and the scene suddenly became quiet. The tourists were confused, and they didn't know what was going on.

Cheng Huan took a mouthful of chestnut cake, tilted his head and glanced at Jiang Mingyuan, calmly, obviously not surprised.

"What are you going to do?"

"Come here." Jiang Mingyuan did not say, holding his hand and continuing to walk forward.

The river bank is not completely flat, there is a higher place, there is no one here, and the view is excellent.

I heard the sound of the river beating against the dam. Cheng Huan looked around but saw nothing: "Is there anything else?"

"Wait a minute."

Cheng Huan had guesses in his heart, pursed his lips and calmed down. Time seemed to pass exceptionally slowly, and it finally reached twelve o'clock slowly.

In the distance, the bell tower rang like a signal, the dark buildings on the opposite bank were stained with color, the sound of music played, and the five-color lights flickered with the rhythm.

As the lights on the giant LED screen are lit, what appears is not a human face or any advertisement, but a dish of attractive food. The release of these foods on this big night is simply a kind of human Tortured, the tourists who still stay here drool at the screen while finding the nearest stall and buying snacks to plug their mouths.

No one knew that these things would be put on this screen, but Cheng Huan knew that she was a little bit dumbfounded, touched and embarrassed in her heart, pulling the corner of her clothes and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing with this?"

"The photos are inappropriate, just put these." He was a little nervous: "Will you dislike it?"

"No." Although I felt a little embarrassed, to tell the truth, Cheng Huan was very touched by his thoughts. She lay on the fence, facing the other side of the river, her voice softly as if she could drift with the river breeze: "Thank you Your birthday present."

"If you like..." a person behind her sticks up, with a big palm around her waist, and the other hand holds the brocade box to the front: "How about marrying me?"

There are no scenes of onlookers booing in the romance drama. There are only two of them, and only the lights on the other side testify.

In fact, Cheng Huan has many reasons to explain that now is not the right time: the time to get along is too short, the gap is too large, his mother still disagrees, etc...

But it is impossible for people to stay sensible forever. In this case, all the doubts in Cheng Huan's mind were thrown aside, and he almost couldn't wait to agree to it.

……

From proposal to marriage seems to be a very fast thing. In the autumn when Xingxing became a member of the kindergarten middle class, Jiang Mingyuan and Cheng Huan also held a wedding.

The wedding included an entire hotel and countless celebrities gathered, but none of the reporters took photos of the interior.

As a bride, Cheng Huan has to start preparations many days in advance, soaking in various skin care products, striving to be in the most perfect condition from the hair to the toenails.

On the day of the wedding, they were separated according to the rules. The star was thrown to Jiang Mingyuan, while Cheng Huan had to get up before dawn to get up and change the dress, and then waited for Jiang Mingyuan to come and welcome him.

She has no relatives or many friends. Most of the women’s family members are the newly-acquainted wives. The only exception is probably Xu Li. The two of them have already opened their homes and are still opening. Barbecue shop, this time she specially left the business to help her. After working for several days, she said that good people get good rewards as soon as she stops.

At eight o'clock, there was noisy outside the door. Cheng Huan stayed in the house alone, squeezing the bouquet tightly in her hand. She was a little nervous, her voice thirsty, but she didn't want to drink water. The noise lasted only a short time, the door opened, and Jiang Mingyuan appeared at the door wearing a groom's costume.

The dress on his body is hand-embroidered, the color is slightly darker red, the embroidered dragon pattern stretches its teeth and claws, like a broken wind, the big red flower on his chest looks a little stupid, but it doesn’t affect him. Junxiu.

The subsequent process seems to be no different from other people's weddings, but probably because of the different reasons of the parties, Cheng Huan looked very sweet.

Because Jiang Mingyuan has been up to the prestige, the people present didn't dare to embarrass him too much.

Cheng Huan has no brothers or relatives. The task of carrying her out was directly replaced by Jiang Mingyuan. Cheng Huan leaned on his back, and the steps on her head swayed back and forth with the movement. She was clutching the clothes under her, her face in a red marriage. The clothes also appeared reddish against the background: "Am I very heavy?"

"No, the weight is just right."

The door of the car was opened, and she was put into the back seat in a somewhat awkward position. The star in the front seat turned around, her eyes were narrowed with a smile, and her mouth leaked when she spoke: "Mom, you today So beautiful."

The door of the other side of the car opened, and Jiang Mingyuan sat in, affirming the words of the stars: "I feel so too."

Cheng Huan has no parents here, and Jiang Mingyuan is not planning to let Gu Mingli attend the wedding, so the tea ceremony is omitted.

You can save the tea toasting part, but you can't save the others. After finally sending someone away, Cheng Huan didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he lay down on the bed.

Jiang Mingyuan sent the guests away, closed the door, and went upstairs to return to the bedroom.

The old house in the family has been remodeled, and the second bedroom has become the master bedroom. There is a person lying on the huge Babu bed, and Xifu and the red bedding can’t distinguish each other.

Jiang Mingyuan took off the safflower on his chest and approached with light steps. Cheng Huan lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

He leaned over and took off the steps from her hair: "Pick it off and go to sleep."

"Um." Cheng Huan replied, did not move, turned around and lay on the bed, his intention was self-explanatory.

Jiang Mingyuan sighed softly, took off her headwear according to her wishes, and studied for a long time, finally untied the hair, he picked up a handful of hair, let the strands of hair flow from between, and got to her He whispered in the ear: "I got up to wash."

Cheng Huan closed his eyes: "I don't want to get up."

"Today is a flowery night in the bridal chamber, how can you be lazy?" Jiang Mingyuan softened his eyebrows, picked up the person, walked halfway, and fell to the ground in his bright red dress.

The red candle tent is warm.

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