The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

Grandpa is getting older, and his eyes are a bit bad. After listening to Jiang Mingyuan's introduction, he squinted at Cheng Huan and Xingxing for a long time, then laughed and said several "good" in a row.

"It's good to have company, and I'm relieved with company." The old man remembered his grown-up nephew when he saw this scene, and he sighed, "Unfortunately, your father left without seeing you get married."

Jiang Mingyuan smiled and remained silent.

"Forget it, don't talk about it." The old man took out a kerchief from his arms and wiped his nose, told them to sit down, then called the stars to his side, looked at it carefully, and smiled after reading it. Said to Jiang Mingyuan: "It's exactly the same as when you were a kid."

Xingxing stood beside Grandpa and nodded: "I feel so too."

As soon as he said this, the old man burst into laughter, and pointed to the star forehead Lang Sheng said: "Look at you as a little devil."

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

The old man seemed to have never thought that he would say this. He was slightly stunned, and then he laughed louder, and smiled while waving at him: "Go and be careful not to let you peck you."

"Thank you, grandpa." The stars responded happily, waved at Mom and Dad, and then went outside. After a while, the parrot's strange loud voice asked in the room: "Who are you?"

The two adults stayed in the room and chatted with the old man. Most of the time, Jiang Mingyuan and Grandpa said that Cheng Huan was listening. Sometimes the topics of the two of them would involve Cheng Huan. Most of the questions were about feelings. Related topics, the most concerned is when they get married.

Facing the old man’s expectations, Cheng Huan could only keep smiling, and then said to the old man in accordance with Jiang Mingyuan’s words: “Still discussing.”

"I want to discuss it quickly, I'm old bones, I don't know how long I can live, it would be a shame if I don't see you getting married."

"Don't say that." Jiang Mingyuan stopped him: "We are still waiting for you to celebrate your 100th birthday."

The old man looked at his grand-nephew, shook his head with a smile, and said nothing about his death.

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

"Go to the restaurant." He replied, stood up and said to the two of them: "Let's go, let's eat in the past, and there will be so many lively days a year."

This was a complaint that the junior never came back to see him. Jiang Mingyuan didn't say anything. He walked over to hold one of his arms and helped the old man out.

...

The grandfather has a lot of people in his family, and the place to eat is also large. There are seven or eight round tables in the hundreds of squares of dining room, and the family members are 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 he came back in the past years, Gu Mingli would pull people to talk about Jiang Mingyuan’s marital problems. This year Gu Mingli didn’t come back, and his cousin suddenly had a girlfriend and a son. This change made everyone very curious. At that time, I couldn’t wait to stick my eyes on Cheng Huan to see what she could do to coax people.

These gazes made Cheng Huan feel uncomfortable, thinking that she didn't leave the chopsticks when she came back for the first time. She endured it here, but Jiang Mingyuan put down the dishes and chopsticks over there, pulling her to stand and calling the stars, and walk away. In the past, he said to the old man at the main table: "We will go back first when we are full."

"So fast?" The old man's eyes were bad and he couldn't see the dark tide under the table. He thought that his grand-nephew's family was really full. He was surprised and didn't leave anyone behind: "You go back first. It's a day away, blame tired."

After leaving the grandfather’s house, the three of them walked on the small road. This generation took the ecological route, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there were no factories, so the sky looked 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 held the hand of the person next to him tighter:" The air here is so good, the stars look brighter than other places."

"You like us to live here in the future." Jiang Mingyuan hugged his son and his girlfriend, and became romantic for a while. He softly described 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 leading to the top of the mountain, convenient to go to the mountain to see the scenery."

"The backyard is so large that you can build a few more houses. Do you like flowers? If you like, we can have a glass flower house, like the grandfather’s house. You can see many flowers bloom in winter, and you can raise some animals. What about parrots? Well? Cats and dogs are okay, or you like other ones. Anyway, the place is big, and you are not afraid that the animals will not open. The gym is not needed. The air here is good. You can run a few laps in the morning and evening to breathe, but you can make a football field. It's just time to play when the stars grow up."

Cheng Huan didn't expect her words to be able to draw so much. She quietly listened to this person's future plans, and finally had to remind him: "What about the work?"

"Work..." Jiang Mingyuan was suspiciously silent for a while: "You can move the headquarters..."

"Even if you are willing to come over, others may not be willing." Cheng Huan shook his hand in a cheerful tone: "Don't think about it, let's talk about these ideas after retirement. It will be almost the same when you come to retirement for fishing. The joints are not good."

Jiang Mingyuan turned his face and listened to her saying that in the days after retirement, he seemed to be able to see the old self and her no longer in Huanian cuddling together, with a deeper smile in his eyes.

He couldn't help but drew closer, dropped a soft kiss on the lips that kept closing, and said with a smile: "I listen to you, we don't climb mountains."

The blush covered his cheeks, and Cheng Huan pursed his lips and fell behind. It took him a while before he wanted to cover up and say, "I just said it for fun."

"Ok."

"Why are you still so young?"

"Yes, cherish the present."

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

"I'm here."

"Don't laugh."

"Okay." There was an uncontrollable smile in his voice.

Cheng Huan snorted and ignored him, and when he hurried into the house, he asked again: "Have you eaten? I'm not full yet. Go back and cook the noodles."

"it is good."

...

When I got home, I ordered a bowl of noodles. The noodles were dried noodles, which didn't taste very good, so I just barely took it.

It was just after eight o'clock after the second meal, it was still early, and there were not many entertainment facilities in the town before going to bed, and there was no other leisure except watching TV and playing mobile phones.

The star toy didn't bring it, and felt bored, so he pestered his father to tell him the story.Jiang Mingyuan did not reject this, and took Cheng Huan to sit together, telling them about his past.

He talked about the jokes that he didn't like to read when he was a child, he said that he was talented and looked down on people when he was a boy, and he also talked about the funny things he encountered in school and the current development of those classmates. The most talked about was his father.

Said that he took time out of his busy schedule to accompany him out to play, but he worked overtime until late for a week in a row; he said that he failed the exam and did not dare to tell Gu Mingli that he only dared to secretly let Jiang's father go to the parent conference. In the evening, I thoroughly understand the knowledge points in his book, and patiently tell him; he said that he likes to take himself to meet those business partners and listen to those people praise him. Every time he is praised, Jiang's father is very happy. Long time...

From his words, the never-faced father Jiang gradually outlined a vivid outline. Jiang Mingyuan loved him and respected him, and, like his father, taught his children with the utmost patience.

"Grandpa is really nice." Xingxing lay in his father's arms and listened. He sighed after listening. He raised his head 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 guy was suddenly excited, his eyes gleaming: "I haven't seen him yet."

"I will see it tomorrow."

"All right." Xing Xing reluctantly agreed, and asked if he could see it as soon as he opened his eyes.

"No, we will go to see Grandpa this afternoon."

"Why didn't Grandpa come?" Xingxing said with emotion: "Grandpa is a bit lazy."

"Well, he is a bit lazy." Jiang Mingyuan touched his son's little head, Ying and him, and then hugged him up: "Well, it's getting late, it's time to take a bath and sleep."

"Okay." Xing Xing hugged his father's neck, turned his head and beckoned to Cheng Huan: "Mom will take a bath and go to bed. It will not be long to go to bed late.

"Got it..." Cheng Huan replied with a long voice. After speaking, he followed Jiang Mingyuan upstairs. The two separated at the door and went back to their own rooms.

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

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

"What's wrong?" she asked vaguely.

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

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

Cheng Huan was too late to react by his series of operations, and when he recovered, he licked the essence.

"You can't eat this thing!" Regardless of being speechless, he pulled him into the room and poured a glass of water: "Gsh out your mouth quickly."

Jiang Mingyuan took the water.

"You gargle, I'll wash my face." Cheng Huan passed the water and left it alone. She couldn't delay the mask when it was time.

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

Cheng Huan didn't pay much attention either. She walked to the vanity mirror and found the skin care products and patted her face. Halfway through the shot, the person behind came over again. He put his arm around Cheng Huan's waist, leaned close, and hung her head down. One earlobe.

Cheng Huan’s ears are sensitive, and she feels a little strange when she touches her body. She shrank her shoulders and pushed the people next to her: "What are you doing?"

The man let go of the soft flesh in his mouth, leaned in front of him from the side, sealed his lips, and sucked.

After a long time, Cheng Huan was let go. Looking at the slightly swollen lips in front of him, Jiang Mingyuan's breathing increased and his eyesight deepened. He leaned on Cheng Huan's shoulder and gasped for a few times before reluctantly saying: "Good night kiss, just now Doesn't count."

After he finished speaking, he hugged the person in his arms tightly, released it in a flash, and his eyes were dangerous when he looked at her: "I'm going back, and have a good dream at night."

Cheng Huan frightened the people away and went back to the room holding the quilt shivering. Thinking of the man's behavior before, she couldn't help but snorted.

Good dream?Did you mean to dream of him?