The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

Grandpa is old and his eyes are not good. After listening to Jiang Mingyuan's introduction, he squinted and stared at Cheng Huan and Xing Xing for a while, then laughed and said several "good".

"It's good to be with a companion, and I'm relieved to have a companion." Seeing this scene, the old man remembered his nephew, and he sighed, "It's a pity that your father left without seeing you married."

Jiang Mingyuan converged with a smile and remained silent.

"Forget it, don't say this." The old man took a piece of parchment from his arms and wiped his nose, let them sit down, and called the stars to him. He looked at it carefully and laughed after reading it. Said Jiang Mingyuan: "It's exactly the same as when you were a kid."

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

As soon as he said this, the old man laughed and pointed at Xingxing's forehead and said, "Look at you little kid."

Xingxing actually didn't understand what this grandpa was laughing at, but he laughed with him. After he laughed, he said, "Grandpa, I want to play with the bird."

The old man seemed to have never thought that he would say so. After listening for a while, he laughed louder afterwards, and waved at him while laughing: "You go and be careful not to let Dongdong peck you."

"Thank you Grandpa." The stars responded happily, and waved out to their parents, and after a while, the parrot's strangely loud voice was heard in the room and asked, "Who are you?"

The two adults stayed in the room to chat with the old man. Most of the time, Jiang Mingyuan and the grandfather said that Cheng Huan was listening. Occasionally, the topics of the two people also touched Cheng Huan. Most of the questions they asked were about feelings. Related topics are most concerned about when they get married.

Faced with the expectations of the old man, Cheng Huan could only keep smiling, and then told the old man according to Jiang Mingyuan's speech: "It is still under discussion."

"Negotiate quickly. I have an old bone and don't know how long I can live. It would be a shame if I couldn't see you getting married."

"Don't say that." Jiang Mingyuan stopped him. "We are still waiting to give you a hundred years old."

The old man looked at his nephew, shook his head with a smile, and said nothing more.

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

"Go to the restaurant." He replied, and stood up and said to the two, "Let's go. Let's eat in the past, and it will be so busy for a few days a year."

This is to complain that the junior always didn't come back to see him, Jiang Mingyuan said nothing, walked over to support him, and helped the old man out.

...

Grandpa has a lot of people at home, and he has a large place to eat. There are seven or eight round tables in the hundreds of restaurants. Everyone is 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.

Every time in the past, Gu Mingli came back to talk about Jiang Mingyuan's marriage problems. This year, Gu Mingli didn't return. The cousin suddenly had a girlfriend and a son. This change made everyone curious and ate. At that time, his eyes were anxious to stick to Cheng Huan and see what she could do to coax people into hands.

These gazes made Cheng Huan feel uncomfortable, thinking that she did nt walk away with chopsticks when she came back for the first time. She endured it. Jiang Mingyuan put down the chopsticks, pulled her up and called the stars. In the past, he told the old man at the main table: "We are full, so we go back first."

"So fast?" The old man's eyes were not good, he could not see the dark tide under the table, and thought his nephew's family was really full. He was surprised and didn't leave anybody: "You go back first, but also ran for a day, strange tired."

Out of the grandpa's house, the three walked along the path. This generation took the ecological route, relying on mountains and water, and there were no factories, so the sky seemed 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 tightened the hands of the people next to him: The air is so good here, the stars look brighter than anywhere else. "

"You like that we can live here in the future." Jiang Mingyuan hugged his son, pulled his girlfriend, and became romantic for a while. He whispered the scene in the future: "The scenery on this mountain is very good and the air is better. We can repair it from the backyard. A road to the top of the mountain is convenient for going to the mountains 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 have a glass flower house, like the grandpa's house. You can see many flowers in winter, and you can raise some animals. What about parrots? What about cats and dogs, or whatever you like? Anyway, the place is large, and you do nt need to be afraid of animal activities. The gym is not needed. The air is good here, you can run a few laps in the morning and evening, but you can make a football field. It will be fun to wait for the stars to grow up. "

Cheng Huan didn't expect that one word could lead to so many people. She listened quietly to the person's plans for the future, and finally had to remind him: "What about the work?"

"Work ..." Jiang Mingyuan was suspiciously silent. "You can move the headquarters ..."

"Even if you are willing to come over, others may not be willing." Cheng Huan shook his hand, his tone was cheerful: "Don't think about it blindly, these ideas are waiting to be retired before talking about it, when the time comes to retirement fishing is almost the same, climb the mountain, just knee The joints are bad. "

Jiang Mingyuan turned his face and listened to her talk about the days after retirement, as if she could see the scene of her aging and her snuggling together, and her eyes smiled deeper.

He couldn't help getting closer, and put a soft kiss on his ever-opening lips, and smiled, "Everyone listens to you, we don't climb the mountain."

Red halo covered his cheeks, Cheng Huan pursed his lips and moved one step behind. After a while, he wanted to cover up and said, "I just said it was fun."

"Ok."

"So young, what do you say about retirement?"

"Yes, cherish the present."

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

"I'm here."

"Don't laugh."

"OK." There was an uncontrollable smile in the voice.

Cheng Huan snorted and ignored him. When he entered the house, he asked, "Are you full? I'm not full yet. Go back and cook the noodles."

"it is good."

...

When I got home, I made a bowl of noodles. The noodles were noodles. The taste was not good, so I barely got into the mouth.

It s only after 8 o'clock after eating the second meal, it's still early, and there aren't many entertainment facilities in the town before going to bed. There is no other leisure than watching TV and playing with mobile phones.

I didn't bring the star toy, and when I was bored, I pestered my father and told him to tell a story. Jiang Mingyuan didn't reject this either. He pulled Cheng Huan together and told them about his past.

He talked about jokes that he didn't like to read and read when he was a kid, that he was despised when he was a teenager, he also talked about the funny things he encountered in school and the development of those classmates. The most talked about was his father.

He said he took the time to hang out with himself during his busy schedule and worked overtime late into the night for a week. He said he did nt dare to tell Gu Mingli that he dared to let Jiang s father go to a parent s meeting secretly. In the evening, I thoroughly learned the knowledge in his book and patiently told him; he said that he liked to take himself to meet those business partners and listen to those people praise him. Every time he was praised, Father Jiang would be very 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 taught his children with the greatest patience, just like his father.

"Grandpa is so nice." The star lay in his father's arms and heard a sigh of emotion after he heard it. He looked up and asked, "Dad, will grandpa like me?"

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

"Will he take me out to play?"

"Will do."

"What about grandpa?" The little man was suddenly excited, his eyes were sparkling: "I haven't seen him yet."

"I'll see it tomorrow."

"All right." The stars reluctantly agreed and asked if they could be seen immediately.

"No, we'll see Grandpa this afternoon."

"Why can't Grandpa come?" Xingxing said, "Grandpa is a bit lazy."

"Well, he's a bit lazy." Jiang Mingyuan touched his son's small head and should be with him, then hugged people: "Well, it's late, it's time to take a bath and sleep."

"Okay." Xing Xing held his father's neck, he turned his head and beckoned to Cheng Huan: "Mom is going to take a bath and go to bed, and she won't grow up late at night."

"I see ..." Cheng Huan said with a long voice, and after going upstairs behind Jiang Mingyuan, the two separated at the door and returned to their rooms.

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

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

"What's wrong?" She asked vaguely.

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

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

Cheng Huan was too late to respond by a series of operations. When he looked back, he saw that he licked the essence.

"This thing can't be eaten!" Hesitantly silent, pulled him into the room and poured a glass of water: "Rinse quickly."

Jiang Mingyuan took over the water.

"You can rinse your mouth, I'll wash my face." Cheng Huan passed the water, but she didn't care. It was time for her mask, so she couldn't delay.

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

Cheng Huan didn't pay much attention. She walked to the vanity mirror, found skin care products and patted her face. The person behind half of the picture came over again. He leaned Cheng Huan's waist with one hand, his body was close, and he hugged her head down. Earlobe on one side.

Cheng Huan's ears are sensitive. When she touches her body, she feels a bit strange. She shrinks her shoulders and pushes the people around her: "What?"

The man let go of the soft meat in his mouth, leaned forward from the side, closed his lips, and sucked.

After a long time, Cheng Huan was released, looking at the slightly swollen lips in front of him, Jiang Mingyuan's breathing worsened, and his eye desire was deeper. He wheezed a few times on Cheng Huan's shoulders, and reluctantly said, "Good night kiss, just now Not counting. "

After finishing speaking, he hugged the person in his arms fiercely, and released it instantly, looking at her with hidden danger: "I'm going back, and have a good night's dream."

Cheng Huan was frightened to send people away, returned to the room and shivered, holding the quilt, remembering the previous man's performance, she could not help humming her lips.

Good dream? Are you dreaming of him?