The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

"It looks good." Cheng Huan admired it with all his eyes, and walked over to adjust the collar for him: "This one looks better than a suit."

The hand at the neckline was held by someone, and the palm of the other party's palm was warm, and even the fingertips that made her cool.

The man held her hand, leaned to his lips and kissed softly: "You will wear this when you like me."

Cheng Huan laughed at him: "Could it be that you don't wear a piece of clothing for a month?"

"It's not impossible." The person looked serious, and only changed his expression after seeing her shock. The corner of his mouth was lifted slightly, and a smile line appeared at the end of his eyes: "Just kidding."

He put down Cheng Huan's hand and changed to a gesture of interlocking fingers, pulling someone on the sofa. He hugged him from the back, and whispered in her ear, "Will you buy me clothes from now on?"

"I'm thinking about it." Cheng Huan's eyes rolled slightly, and she leaned back lightly. The other's chest fits her back closely, and the temperature of the man's body seems to be transmitted through the clothes.

"How long should I think about it?" Jiang Mingyuan hummed, picked up the long hair at his hand, sniffed, and then asked, "Is one minute enough?"

"Don't be a rascal. How can it take only a minute to think about things?" Cheng Huan turned his head and glanced at him, then drew his hair from his hands: "Don't try to move around."

The other party was slightly dissatisfied: "You are my person."

Cheng Huan blushed: "It depends on the occasion."

Jiang Mingyuan followed her gesture and looked at the stars playing with the new toy not far away, put down his half-stretched hand, straightened up and sat down on his lap, and asked another thing: "What are you? Move in time."

Cheng Huan: "...Is this too fast?"

"Unhappy, I have been waiting for a long time."

"..."

"Huh? When?" The man asked again, and then replied to himself: "Just in the next year, we will come back from a trip, and you will move over to share a room with me, okay?"

"I personally don't agree with living together before marriage..."

"You can get married now."

"The Civil Affairs Bureau is off work."

"It's okay to go tomorrow." The man lowered his head again, sniffing around his neck like a puppy: "OK?"

"Jiang Mingyuan, why are you doing this!" Cheng Huan red ears and opened the hand on his waist, stood up and turned around and glared at him: "You didn't do this before."

"You don't like it?"

Cheng Huan: "..."

She was silent for a while, still didn't say the sentence she didn't like, and afterwards she turned her head and said to cook: "Anyway, you have to take your time to get married. There must be an inspection period, right?"

"Okay." Jiang Mingyuan got up and followed: "You can inspect it any way you want, but don't take too long."

Cheng Huan opened the refrigerator and asked casually: "What? You exposed your nature after too long?"

"Yeah." The man behind him replied, paused for a moment and said, "I can't help it for too long."

Cheng Huan grabbed two tomatoes in his hand. He was stunned when he heard this. After figuring it out, he couldn't bear to smash things over: "What are you talking about?"

Being close, things didn’t hurt when they hit them. Jiang Mingyuan took the tomatoes in one hand, walked over to wash them in the sink, and asked, “How do I cut them?”

Cheng Huan couldn't react to his changes, and said after a moment: "Just dice."

"Okay." The tomatoes were placed on the cutting board, slender fingers pressed on them, the blade fell, and the round tomatoes were cut in half from the middle.

Cheng Huan watched him move, and the kitchen returned to quiet.

Jiang Mingyuan was not proficient in cutting things, but he was very serious. After cutting one, he put the tomatoes on the cutting board into the plate and continued to cut another.

After Cheng Huan waited to make sure he had nothing else to do, he opened the refrigerator to get something else.The refrigerator door opened, and she found a clean half chicken. As soon as she touched the bag, she heard the person behind her say: "My personality is too dull and not very pleasing. My mother used to say that I was always invisible. No one knows what I like or dislike, so it makes me inaccessible."

The hand movement stopped, Cheng Huan turned around, watching the man cut the last piece of tomato, put it on the plate, and continued: "I feel that since the relationship is confirmed, I can't be the same as before. I have to take the initiative and not ?"

He turned his head and smiled slightly at Cheng Huan: "If there is something you don't like, just bring it up and I will pay attention."

"No, I don't like it." It's just that the sudden change made her a little uncomfortable, and the habit is just fine.

She pursed her lips, looked up at Jiang Mingyuan, then turned around and took out the half chicken from the refrigerator: "How about eating chestnut roast chicken at night?"

"it is good."

"Then you help me peel the chestnut."

"Ok."

...

There is not much difference between the days and the usual. After dinner, the family used the news broadcast as the background sound to discuss tomorrow's itinerary.

Only at night did Xing Xing know that he was going back to his father’s home to see his grandfather. He was very curious about his new family and kept asking many questions, such as how old is his grandfather, how tall, and what he looked like.

Jiang Mingyuan was also very talkative about his father. He asked Xingxing to wait and went upstairs to get a photo.

The photo is the one he put in the study. It shows the young version of Jiang's father and Jiang's mother and the young version of him.The star yelled as soon as he saw the photo. He widened his eyes, pointed to the middle of the photo and asked, "Is this me?"

"This is Dad." Jiang Mingyuan explained with a smile, pointing to the photo to introduce the person on it, and then talking about an interesting fact about the photo.

This was the first time he mentioned his previous events. Cheng Huan and Xing Xing were both listening with gusto. Seeing that they were interested, Jiang Mingyuan picked up some other interesting things and talked about it.It was ten o'clock after saying this. The star was sleepy and yawning all the time. Jiang Mingyuan put down the photo and took the star to take a bath. After the shower, he coaxed his son to sleep and walked back to the living room.

Cheng Huan had just finished taking a shower, and was sitting on the sofa in her pajamas. Seeing Jiang Mingyuan coming out, she got up and went over.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Mingyuan saw that she had something to say.

"Um...I will go back to your hometown tomorrow, should I buy some gifts?"

Jiang Mingyuan pinned a strand of hair on her forehead and said softly, "No, these assistants will prepare it. You just need to take someone over."

"Not this." Cheng Huan gritted her teeth: "I wanted to ask what your mother likes."

Cheng Huan doesn't like Madam Jiang. Whether it's a novel or in reality, she just finds someone to go to the kindergarten to draw the blood of stars, and she will not have a good impression of the future "mother-in-law" she has never met.

But it’s one thing to have a good impression. It’s another thing that the other party is Jiang Mingyuan’s mother. The blood relationship cannot be parted off. Cheng Huan is unwilling to let a man be in a dilemma. She doesn’t mind if there is no principle involved. Slightly "please" this Madam Jiang.

Jiang Mingyuan could also see her thoughts. The man sighed in his heart, his fingertips moved across her eyebrows, and his voice was gentle: "I'm just happy to meet you."

"Don't interrupt, just talk about business." Cheng Huan caught his hand and held it down, with a tangled face on his face: "Don't say it's too expensive, I can't afford it. And it's too late, outside. Many stores are closed, and I don’t know if I can buy anything tomorrow."

Jiang Mingyuan lowered his head and played with her fingers: "Don't worry about these."

"Why, did you prepare for this too?"

"No." Jiang Mingyuan took her hand and kissed her fingertips: "No need for this, she is not in China."

"Won't you come back for the New Year!"

"If you don't come back, I don't expect to come back." When he mentioned his mother, the man's mood was not very high. He smiled and skipped the topic: "Don't think about it, go to bed early, but don't think too much like last night. Insomnia."

"How could it be possible to have insomnia every day." Cheng Huan took out his hand, snorted, and then said a little awkwardly: "You also go to bed earlier."

"Ok."

"Good night then……"

"it is good."

The man kept watching her without moving, and Cheng Huan stopped to think about it for a moment, then suddenly stood on tiptoe and touched the other's lips.

"late……"

The rest of the word was swallowed as soon as she was uttered. The hand covering the back of her head prevented her from escaping. This kiss was far more intense than the one in the afternoon. The man moved fiercely and seemed to eat her in his stomach.

After being thoroughly explored in his mouth, Cheng Huancai was finally let go. The man's breathing was a little heavy and his eyes were particularly dark. He stretched out his hand, wiped off the water stains on the lips in front of him with his thumb, and kissed again. Then I said goodbye again: "I went up."

"Go." Cheng Huan was a little flustered by his flipping, she waved her hand, hesitated for a few seconds or followed to watch people go up the elevator, the elevator closed, blocking the sight of the person inside.

Cheng Huan exhaled, tested the temperature on her face with the back of her hand, bit her lip and went back to the room. She changed her clothes and went to bed, wrapped herself in the bed from beginning to end. After a while, the bed was opened with a seam, and the bed was peeked out. With a head out, Cheng Huan took a deep breath of the fresh air outside, then patted his face: "Sleep to sleep."

After speaking, he tightened the quilt and closed his eyes, leaving his head outside this time.

...

Although there were a lot of things in mind, Cheng Huan’s sleep quality was good that night. It was only six o’clock when she woke up in the morning. She woke up slowly and got ready for breakfast. Before Jiang Mingyuan was ready, she got off. The kitchen was tired and crooked for a while, and after breakfast, the man came to help her clean up again.

This time I went back to my hometown to stay for three days and three nights. After the afternoon, I came back from the second day. The time was short, so I didn’t need to prepare too many clothes. The winter clothes were bulky, so I finally packed out two large suitcases.

The luggage was ready to be set aside. Cheng Huan washed her hands and applied hand cream. She carefully took care of every corner of her fingers, and suddenly remembered and asked: "By the way, where do we eat the New Year's Eve?"

The Jiang family is not a small family. Father Guangjiang has four brothers and sisters, and there are even more in the previous generation. Grandpa Jiang has eight brothers and sisters, and each brother and sister has many next generations. There are close to a hundred relatives.

Grandpa Jiang Mingyuan passed away too early. Father Jiang and his brothers were brought up by the grandfather, that is, Father Jiang's uncle. That grandfather is ninety-five years old this year, and his body is fairly tough.Jiang Mingyuan went back to pay homage to his father, and to visit this grandfather.

He almost fell out with his uncles and brothers like Grandpa Jiang, and the relationship with them was good. Many people wanted to flatter him, and they were arguing for a meal.

It's just that it was before, this year he dragged his family with his mouth, so naturally it is not good to go to other people's homes.

"I'll make a reservation."

"Let's do it ourselves."

They both spoke out at the same time and looked at each other after speaking. Cheng Huan listened to what he said and waved his hand with a smile: "What's the point of eating someone else's New Year's Eve dinner? It's a lot of fun to do it yourself. Didn't you say there is a kitchen in the villa?"

"Have……"

"Then we used to buy something and make it by ourselves. There will be a New Year's atmosphere for the New Year." I think she would make a lot of things with her grandfather during the New Year when she was a child. Although she hasn't prepared yet, she can't save the New Year's Eve dinner: "That's right. Can you buy things on the side?"

"Have"

"Then make it by yourself. Let's just three people. You don't have to cook too much. By the way, what dishes do you like, do you like shrimp?"

"like."

"Sure enough, your son likes shrimps." Cheng Huan wrote in the memo on his mobile phone and asked him what types of shrimps he likes. Jiang Mingyuan said it was all right.

"It's too late. There are a lot of things that I can't buy. To say that I still prefer green prawns, they have more meat."

"Then want this."

"It depends on the situation, you may not be able to buy it."

"Yes." Jiang Mingyuan said softly.When Cheng Huan was considering the New Year's Eve food, he went out and dialed a phone call.

"Help me see if the kitchen utensils at home are all incomplete, so make up the incomplete ones. Also, prepare the ingredients and ask for the green shrimp, fresh, and air transport."