The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

Cheng Huan refused: "You obviously want to come back."

"It's all seen by you." The man laughed more joyfully, and then moved up again, holding his lips and sucking.

He bit a bit harder, Cheng Huan hummed, shoved away, panting, "This is not obvious."

Although she ca nt play, Cheng Huan probably knows the rules of Mahjong. She only saw it two rounds later and she almost saw it. Although the man seemed serious, he was actually not ready to win, and the cards he played were staring at him. Send up the needs of others.

That's why she looks more and more boring and finds excuses to come back early.

But she didn't understand a little, Cheng Huan was in the man's arms, wondering: "Why do you intentionally lose money to others?"

"It's convenient to map." Jiang Mingyuan was not prepared to waste anything else on such a good time, and hugged the person horizontally after he finished speaking, hesitating for a moment between the second bedroom and the guest bedroom, and chose the door on the right to open in.

There was no light in the room, it was dark, and the man was familiar with the furnishings here. He had no intention to turn on the light. He bypassed the screen, put the person on the bed, pressed the person to kiss, kissed from the corner of the lips to the jaw, and followed The neck kissed tightly, and finally took a bite on the collarbone.

He was breathing heavily, raising his head with his arms on both sides: "I'm going to take a shower?"

It feels so good to be kissed, Cheng Huan is actually a little confused, but suddenly wakes up.

In fact, she did not reject the further relationship between the two, but she had no previous experience. When she thought of what might happen, she was so ashamed to find a hole to drill in, and she couldn't spit out the word "good".

Night became the best protective color, covering her red face and wet eyes. Jiang Mingyuan didn't hear the answer for a long time after asking the question, thinking she was unwilling, and some disappointment gradually developed in her heart.

He was choked with anger and needed to vent, but the bottom line was still there, and he would not do anything against the wishes of the subject. In the end, he was only holding the thin waist under his palm and biting a few bites on the man's shoulder Expressing anger, he forced himself to get up and leave.

"I'm going back."

"Huh." Cheng Huan bit his lip, and because of the recent incident, this short voice also had some nasal sounds, which seemed particularly hooky in the night. The man beside the bed almost wanted to be unhuman.

...

Nothing happened tonight.

The second day was the first day of the Chinese New Year. The firecrackers rang outside just after the early hours of the morning.

Cheng Huan couldn't sleep for some reason in the middle of the night, and was still troubled by the sound of firecrackers in the middle of the night. He slumbered unsteadily. He got dizzy in the morning and went to wash his face with cold water.

Not only her, but the other two in the family did not sleep well either. Jiang Mingyuan looked okay, but his eyes were a little dark and dark; the stars were awakened many times a night. Lao Gao kept thinking that he hated firecrackers and wanted to sleep, and then said that his eyes closed.

The two adults on the side are also helpless. If it is usual, it will be okay. But this New Year's Day, to celebrate the elders, can not go too late.

"Let him sleep for a while, and call later when he goes out." Jiang Mingyuan put a blanket on the large mahogany chair in the living room, hugged the stars, and laid another blanket. After finishing these, he pulled Cheng Huan to the restaurant: "Let's go to dinner."

Cheng Huan hurriedly held him: "I haven't done it yet."

She didn't sleep well last night. She didn't wake up much earlier than the other two in the morning. She hasn't entered the kitchen yet.

"I know." Jiang Mingyuan interlocked with her fingers and said, "This custom is that women do not do housework on the first day of the year."

He brought the person to the restaurant, sat down at the table, and smiled at the corner of his eyes: "So I'll do it."

Cheng Huan was a little worried: "Will you?"

"It should be okay," the man said as he walked into the kitchen and specifically told her not to look back.

"Let's do it." Cheng Huan answered with a smile, but after taking out the phone from his pocket, opened the front camera, and looked at what the person was doing from another angle.

Unfortunately, there is a barrier between the restaurant and the kitchen. No matter how she looks at the angle, she can only see the generous back of the man, and nothing else can be seen.

Cheng Huan tried a few angles, so she could nt see it, so she gave up. She pointed her phone away and covered the back in the kitchen. She looked at the same frame on the screen and muttered to herself: Not bad? "

Then press shoot to let the camera record this moment.

After finishing the candid photo, Cheng Huan put away his mobile phone with some guilty conscience, put his hands on his knees and waited for breakfast.

The man had been busy in the kitchen for a while, and then the sound of a fire opened in the kitchen. Soon after, a scent came out of the air. Cheng Huan took a bit of sweet air, and had guesses about what the man did.

The scent did not last for long and the fire was turned off. After a while, the man came out with a bowl of stuff.

It was a bowl of dumplings.

The glutinous rice **** are tender and round, soaked in soup water, with a few wolfberries in the middle for decoration. It looks pretty good.

"Let's try it, how about it?" Jiang Mingyuan put down his bowl and looked forward.

Cheng Huan scooped a dumpling with a spoon under his eyes, biting half of it, and the salty soup flowed out.

It's a meat filling.

This filling is very standard, it is moderately salty, not woody or greasy. Although it is not first-class, it is definitely not bad. Cheng Huan was surprised at the first bite. If she hadn't been out, she would have wondered if Jiang Mingyuan had found a helper!

She stared at the man's scorching gaze, ate the remaining half of dumplings, and nodded her thumbs: "Very good."

Seeing her agreement, the man was clearly relieved, his tight lips relaxed and went into the kitchen to give himself a bowl, sitting next to Cheng Huan and saying, "You like it."

The glutinous rice dumplings have a perfect meaning, people here will eat this on the first day of the New Year. When Father Jiang was there, he cooked the dumplings on the first day of every year, but his craft was really bad. He did not cook the dumplings several times. In that case, Gu Mingli would refuse to eat this stuff. A large pot of dumplings can only be divided between the father and the son, and often has indigestion all day after eating.

Later, Jiang s father died, and their dumplings became servants. It was just a change of person. The original meaning of reunion and perfect dumplings seemed to have lost that meaning. Jiang Mingyuan had no expectation of this and never ate it again.

This time with Cheng Huan and Xingxing to return to the New Year, Jiang Mingyuan remembered this again. He checked a lot of information in advance, and tried many times secretly, wasting a lot of raw materials, so he tried to find a satisfactory taste.

After eating rice dumplings, Cheng Huan went to wash the dishes, changed clothes after getting ready, bumped the gifts needed for Chinese New Year into the trunk, and woken up the stars again. The family went out for a hundred years.

Jiang Mingyuan has a lot of elders, but his uncles have stopped moving because of the previous things, and the rest of the relationship is distant, so he does nt need to go. A few children.

When they went, Parrot Dongdong was still hanging under the porch. When he knew the stars this time, he shouted, "Little handsome, come and play."

Xing Xing greeted him happily, dragged a box of gifts with both hands, and said to his good friend, "I'm going to give my grandpa a Happy New Year. I'll come and play with you later."

The parrot couldn't understand it again. He flew to the star's shoulder and smiled at him "Hey hehe". The star put the gift box on the ground, reached out and touched the parrot's hair, and said, "I can't play with you now."

"Touch it again."

"Oh." The star touched it again twice: "I really want to go."

"Little handsome, come and play."

...

One person, one bird and one chicken talked to the duck. It was delayed for a long time at the door. Finally, another wave of New Year's people came to the door, only to interrupt the "lingering" of this person and one bird.

The visitor is the granddaughter of the grandfather. He is over forty years old. He is a professor at a university. Theoretically, the profession is very noble, but because everyone is doing business. People are usually measured by money. They think that a university professor I ca nt make any money, so I do nt pay much attention to it, either I do nt bother to talk about it, or I use the tone of complaining in front of her to say how much money she made.

The cousin didn't seem to care much about her situation at home. Others ignored her and she rarely posted it. Her family was very happy.

She walked in with her husband and children. When she saw this scene in front of the door, she also smiled a little, and greeted Jiang Mingyuan, "Cousin, you are here too. Happy New Year."

"Good New Year." Jiang Mingyuan replied with a smile. He had no friendship with this cousin, but he did not have a bad feeling.

The stars finally looked away from the parrot and shouted at the people in front of them. If he didn't touch it, the parrot flew away to play by himself. The stars looked up and couldn't bear to glance up again. He smashed the gift box on the ground, followed his dad, entered the door with his aunt's house, and wished Grandpa New Year.

The old man's house is extraordinarily lively.

His age is high, and his children, grandchildren, and grandchildren all have more than a dozen households, let alone a similar one to Jiang Mingyuan.

The old man will be in the living room. When they went in, there was a child aged eight or nine who gave him a **** for the New Year. He pulled the little guy up with a smile and took out a red envelope from his arms with a very unstable hand. , Patted the child's head and said to study hard.

The stars light up when they see the red envelope. Yesterday, I was taken out by my sister to play for a few hours. The little guy has fully realized the benefits of money. This will not be urged by others, so I run down and kneel in front of Grandpa. Following the previous instructions from my parents, I wish Grandpa a happy New Year and a healthy and long life.

He moved too fast, and Jiang Mingyuan and Cheng Huan only followed after speaking. Both of them were speechless about the performance of the stars, looked at each other, put their hands on it again, and held a slightly reluctant smile to celebrate the New Year.