The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

The waist was surrounded by someone, and the nice scent lingered around his nose. Jiang Mingyuan took a deep breath and stretched out his hand to caress the woman's back waist, feeling infinite satisfaction in his heart.

He lowered his head slightly, his lips tentatively reflected on Cheng Huan's forehead. Seeing that the other party did not resist, his courage gradually increased. His lips gradually descended from the center of his brows to the bridge of his nose, and he took a bite at the tip of his nose. Leaving a little, finally captured the ruddy pair that I longed for as long as it was.

The lips were pressed together, and there was no other movement for a while, breathing each other's breath, and even the air became quiet.

After a long time, Jiang Mingyuan moved his lips, his lips opened, and the other person seemed to have a heart with him, and he opened his lips at the same time.The tip of the tongue sticks out and touches each other tentatively. After being familiar, it becomes a tight entanglement.

After all, they don't have much experience, and the two inevitably bump into each other when kissing, either they hit their teeth too hard, or they accidentally bit their tongues when they entangled.But even if the process is not going well, they have no plans to separate.

There was a little noise at the door, and neither of the two people who were huddled together noticed it. A few seconds later, a crisp childish voice sounded at the door: "What are you doing mom and dad?"

Xingxing stared at them with the airplane toy in his hand, his eyes pure and ignorant of the world.

The people hugging each other were stunned when they heard the sound. Cheng Huan stretched out his hand and pushed Jiang Mingyuan, got out of his arms, hid behind him, and wiped his lips with the back of his hand, a little afraid to face his son for the first time.

I don’t know if it is the man who has a thicker skin in this aspect, or Jiang Mingyuan has cultivated home. He looks calmer than Cheng Huan. The man took out a tissue and wiped off the water stains on his lips. The kid at the door: "Why did you get down?"

"I'm coming down to play?" Xing Xing pulled the small plane over and looked inquiring. He stared at his father's brightly colored lips and stuck out his little tongue: "Dad, are you playing with mom?"

Jiang Mingyuan: "...Hmm."

"Why do you even stick out your tongue?" The stars are very strange: "I haven't stretched it."

"This is our adult's game, you are still a child..." Jiang Mingyuan paused when someone pinched his waist. He squeezed his hand and squeezed his son's head solemnly, before changing the subject: "Well, there is nothing strange about these, dad play games with you."

"Oh." Xingxing was still puzzled, but the game's attraction to him was obviously greater, so he just looked up at his blushing mother and followed his father obediently.

The two walked away with their backs to her. Cheng Huan exhaled, stretched out her hand and patted her face, she tried to suppress the disordered heartbeat, and asked in a normal-sounding voice: "I'm going to cook, do you want to eat?"

"Don't do it, I bought you lunch, and I'll be there later." Jiang Mingyuan squatted on the ground and helped his son take the plane apart. He took the time to return to Cheng Huan. He pointed to the sofa next to him: "You can sit and play. Mobile phones or watching TV, or we can dismantle things."

His face is soft, in a purely relaxed posture: "Don't go far, I want to look at you."

Cheng Huan's unfading cheeks were even more flushed. She glared at the people on the ground, trying to make people stop talking, but her eyes were shy and without power. After staring, she really sat on the sofa, her waist. Straighten your knees together and wait for lunch.

Jiang Mingyuan was telling the truth. He was really afraid of people leaving. He would take a look at her after a while. Cheng Huan couldn't relax at all. When the takeout arrived, her ears were still red.

The inside and outside of the apartment cannot be sold in, but they are delivered to the guard, and the guard will take it downstairs to pick it up.When the phone rang, Jiang Mingyuan connected and said a few words, hung up the phone and let Xingxing go play by himself, put on his coat and went downstairs to get the takeaway.

The take-out is quite generous, with four dishes and one soup, very small portions, good insulation, and steaming when it comes.Jiang Mingyuan carried things up, opened the take-out boxes one by one on the coffee table, went to the kitchen and handed them a pair of clean chopsticks, then bent over and pecked at the corner of her eye: "Okay, just eat here."

Cheng Huan took it, took a glance at the stars, and whispered to him: "Be careful."

The man let out a "um", his eyes were full of smiles, obviously not paying attention.

It was almost three o'clock after eating a meal. Cheng Huan packed up the trash and put it in bags after eating, and said to the two people in the house: "I'll go to the store."

"I'll be with you." Jiang Mingyuan stood up and said.

Cheng Huan refused: "No, you and Xingxing are at home. I just have something to go over and come back soon."

The man was not satisfied, but in the end he reluctantly agreed, because Cheng Huan promised to accompany him back to his hometown.

...

Cheng Huan's main purpose in going to the store was to send out red envelopes for the New Year.

The plan for working overtime during the Spring Festival has been finalized, except for New Year's Eve and the first day of the first day of the new year.Originally, Cheng Huan was going to pay the money when he opened the door in the second year of the middle school. It was a good start. Now that the plan has changed, this matter has to be advanced.

The money is a series of new banknotes previously taken at the bank. It is packed in a red envelope, and there is a lot of bulging.

Cheng Huan’s shop has been open for a short time, but the business is good, and she has made a lot of money in the past few months. She is not a stingy person. Give a little more red envelopes during the New Year, and the employees feel comfortable.

There are a lot of non-local people in S City, and they all went back at this time. The original busy city became a little empty, and the business in the store was inevitably affected. When Cheng Huan passed by, there were only a table or two of guests inside.

She carried the bag and walked into the back kitchen, took out the red envelopes from the bag, and handed them out to everyone in turn. The employees who received the red envelopes naturally smiled. They were more satisfied after seeing the amount inside, and had to work overtime for the New Year. The resentment has also been reduced a lot.

Cheng Huan was ready to go back after sending out the red envelopes. There were still two people waiting for her at home.She walked down the escalator downstairs, and when she reached the first floor, she saw the watch shop next to the stairs doing activities. Seeing the advertisement on the stand, she remembered Jiang Mingyuan’s unchanging suit for thousands of years, so she turned around. Ready to buy clothes for people.

On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, many clothing stores in the mall were closed, and many of the remaining shops were also broken.

Cheng Huan looked at one floor and finally chose the one at the end of the street. This is a light luxury brand that serves young people and the price is within Cheng Huan's acceptable range.

The men's clothing store is elegantly decorated, and there are not many clothes hanging on the hangers. The waiters are not very attentive, but will give you a detailed introduction when you fancy a certain piece of clothing.Cheng Huan looked around, and finally chose a woolen sweater with intarsia stripes. The sweater was lime-grey as a whole. The sleeves were only decorated with light gray and black, which looked very comfortable.

"You have a good vision. This is our new product this year. It is very slim and comfortable to wear." The waiter took the clothes Cheng Huan needed and wrapped them up, and smiled and recommended other matching clothes and pants to her. .

Cheng Huan stayed in the clothing store for half an hour. When she finally came out, she carried four or five shopping bags, and matched it with a set of winter clothes that could definitely be seen.

It was almost four o'clock when she walked out of the mall. Cheng Huan waited at the door for more than 20 minutes with her things before she waited for an empty taxi. She got into the car with her hand full of things, and sighed after closing the door. I put the plan to buy a car with a driver’s license on the agenda.

The sun was half down when he got home, and Jiang Mingyuan was teaching his son to do math problems.

The stars can already count from 1 to 200, and can do addition and subtraction within fifty. When Cheng Huan entered the door, the little guy was gesturing to count.

He counted for a while, scratched his head, and came up with an answer not sure: "It's 48."

"Right." Jiang Mingyuan handed over a gift box: "This is for you."

"Thank you Dad!" Xingxing took it, and turned around when he heard the sound of the door. After seeing Cheng Huan, he ran over with a smile, holding the box in his hand: "Mom, I will count 70-22, this is Dad. Reward for me."

"The stars are so smart." Cheng Huan put down the things in his hand and kissed him, complimenting him.

The kid got the compliment and smiled stupidly. He held the things in his arms and looked at the paper bag on the ground: "Mom, are these clothes bought for me?"

From the mouth of the bag, the color of the clothes inside was not very bright, which did not meet the aesthetics of mother buying clothes, so Xingxing thought it was for himself. He put down the package in his hand, bent over and took out the contents of the bag.

He took exactly the woolen sweater that Cheng Huan had first looked at. The little guy shook the clothes off his body and made gestures, then the joy on his face disappeared.He turned his clothes over and looked back and forth, then raised his head slightly aggrieved: "Mom, this dress is too big."

"Cough." Cheng Huan took the clothes over with a little anger, and said to her son: "This clothes is not yours, it's for Dad."

"No wonder." The little guy patted his chest, then knelt down and asked, "Which one did Mom buy me?"

Cheng Huan: "..."

"These are Dad's."

"Huh?" The stars couldn't believe it: "Isn't there mine?"

"This..." Cheng Huan glanced at Jiang Mingyuan who was not far away, and bowed his head to make sense with Xingxing: "Didn't mom buy it for you two days ago?"

"But I didn't buy it today."

"Then I didn't buy it for Dad two days ago."

"Oh, then, okay." The little guy thought for a while with a serious face, and found that this was indeed the case, so the unhappiness in his heart was thrown aside, and he picked up the gift rewarded by father and unpacked it. went.

When the stars left, Jiang Mingyuan walked over. He bent over and picked up the bag on the ground with a smile on his face: "Buy me clothes to delay?"

"Uh...hmm." Cheng Huan moved his eyes and nodded, then asked him to try his clothes again.

Jiang Mingyuan naturally had no objection, and entered the room with those clothes. After a few minutes, the door was opened again.

There are so many styles and colors available for men's clothing, so you can only work on the details.

Lime-gray woolen sweater with black military-style double-breasted coat. The coat is tailored to fit the body, and puts on its own abstinence. The lower body is dark gray jeans with small feet. The close-fitting trousers and slightly heeled short boots make it even more men’s long legs. unbelievable.

The man who changed his suit appeared to be five or six years younger and more sexually attractive.He is probably not used to this kind of clothes. His walking pace has slowed down a bit. He has been staring at Cheng Huan’s face since he opened the door. After seeing the admiration on her face, the man completely relaxes and he walks quickly. Approaching, stopped one meter away, the corners of the lips and eyes were gentle, and asked the person on the opposite side: "How is it?"