The Villainess Female Supporting Character with a Bun

The grandfather was old and his eyesight was a bit bad. After listening to Jiang Mingyuan's introduction, he squinted and stared at Cheng Huan and Xingxing for a long time before he said "good" several times in a row with a smile.

"It's good to have company. I feel relieved to have company." Seeing this scene, the old man thought of his nephew who he brought up. He sighed: "It's a pity that your father left before he saw you get married."

Jiang Mingyuan's smile faded and he remained silent.

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

Xingxing stood next to Grandpa and nodded: "I think so too."

As soon as he said these words, the old man laughed loudly, pointed at the stars on his forehead and said, "Look at you, you are such a brat."

Xingxing actually didn't understand what the great grandfather was laughing at, but he laughed too. After he finished laughing, he said, "Great grandfather, I want to play with the bird."

The old man seemed to have never thought that he would say that. After hearing this, he was slightly stunned, and then laughed louder. While laughing, he waved to him: "Go and do it, be careful not to let Dongdong peck you."

"Thank you, Grandpa." Xingxing agreed happily, waved to his parents and ran outside. After a while, a parrot's strange loud voice was heard in the room asking: "Who are you?"

The two adults stayed in the room chatting with the old man. Most of the time, Jiang Mingyuan talked to the old man, while Cheng Huan listened. Occasionally, the conversation between the two would come to Cheng Huan, and most of the questions were about feelings. Related topics, the most concerning is when they will get married.

Facing the old man's expectations, Cheng Huan could only keep smiling, and then told the old man according to Jiang Mingyuan's words: "We are still discussing."

"We need to discuss it quickly. I'm old and don't know how long I can live. It would be a pity if I can't see you get married."

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

The old man looked at his grandnephew, shook his head with a smile, and said nothing more about whether he would die or not.

There was a knock on the door, and the caregiver was outside asking where to eat.

"Go to the restaurant." He replied, stood up and said to the two of them: "Come on, let's go over to eat. There are only a few busy days in a year."

This was because he was complaining that the junior never came back to see him. Jiang Mingyuan didn't say anything. He walked over and held his arm, helping the old man out.

…

There are many people in Grandpa’s family, and the place to eat is also large. There are seven or eight round tables in the restaurant, which is more than 100 square meters, and the whole family is seated according to seniority.

Jiang Mingyuan's table was full of his cousins. The oldest one was fifty years old and he was the youngest.

In previous years, every time she came back, Gu Mingli would talk to people about Jiang Mingyuan's marriage problems. This year, when Gu Mingli didn't come back, her cousin suddenly got a girlfriend and a son. This change made everyone curious. When I was talking, my eyes wanted to be glued to Cheng Huan to see what kind of ability she could coax people into.

These scrutinizing glances made Cheng Huan feel uncomfortable all over. Thinking about the first time she came back, she didn't put down her chopsticks and leave. She endured it, but Jiang Mingyuan put down the bowl and chopsticks, pulled her to stand up and called Xing Xing, "Let's go." He went over and said to the old man at the head table: "We are full and will go back first."

"So fast?" The old man's eyesight was not good and he couldn't see the undercurrent under the table. He thought that his grandnephew and his family were really full. He was surprised and didn't leave anyone behind: "You guys go back first. We have been running for a whole day. Weird. tired."

After leaving the grandpa's house, the three of them walked on the path. This generation took the ecological route, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there were no factories, so the sky looked particularly blue.

There was a street light a few meters away from the road. The street light was not very bright, but it was enough to illuminate 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, and the stars look brighter than elsewhere."

"We can live here if you like." Jiang Mingyuan hugged his son and pulled his girlfriend, becoming romantic for a moment. He softly described the future scene: "The scenery on this mountain is very good, and the air is even better. We can repair it from the backyard. A road leading to the top of the mountain makes it easy to go to the mountain and enjoy the scenery.”

"There is a lot of space in the backyard, and we can build several more houses. Do you like flowers? If you like, we can have a glass greenhouse, like the one at Grandpa's house. You can see many flowers blooming in winter, and you can also raise some animals. How about parrots? Like? Cats and dogs are fine, too, or whatever else you like. Anyway, the place is big and you don’t have to worry about animals being unable to move around. There’s no need for a gym. The air here is good. You can run a few laps in the morning and evening to get some fresh air. But you can also build a football field. When Xingxing grows up, he can play with it."

Cheng Huan didn't expect that her words could lead to so many implications. She listened quietly to this man's plans for the future, and finally had to remind him: "What about work?"

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

"Even if you are willing to come over, others may not be willing to come." Cheng Huan shook his hand and said in a cheerful tone: "Stop thinking nonsense. Let's wait until after retirement to discuss these ideas. By then it will be enough to come to retire and fish. Forget about climbing mountains. Bad joints.”

Jiang Mingyuan turned his face sideways and listened to her talk about the days after retirement. He seemed to be able to see his old self and her old age cuddling together, and the smile in his eyes became deeper.

He couldn't help but leaned closer, placed a gentle kiss on the lips that kept opening and closing, and said with a smile: "I'll listen to you, we won't climb the mountain."

With a blush spreading across her cheeks, Cheng Huan pursed her lips and took a step back. After a while, she said in a subtle way: "I was just joking."

"Um."

"You are still so young, what are you talking about after retirement?"

"Yes, cherish the present."

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

"I am here."

"Don't laugh."

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

Cheng Huan snorted and ignored him. As he was about to enter the house, he asked again: "Are you full? I'm not full yet. Let's go back and make a bowl of noodles."

"good."

…

When I got home, I ordered a bowl of noodles. The noodles were dried noodles and didn't taste very good, so I could barely put them in my mouth.

It was only after eight o'clock after the second meal. It was still early. Before bedtime, there were not many entertainment facilities in the town. There was no other leisure except watching TV and playing on mobile phones.

I didn't bring the star toy, and I felt bored, so I pestered my father to tell him a story. Jiang Mingyuan did not reject this. He took Cheng Huan to sit together and told them about his past affairs.

He talked about the jokes he made when he was a child because he didn't like reading, and how he looked down on others when he was a teenager because of his talent. He also talked about interesting things he encountered when he was in school and the current development of his classmates. The one he talked about the most was his father.

He said that he took time out of his busy schedule to go out with her and ended up working overtime until late at night for a week. He said that he did not dare to tell Gu Mingli that he failed in the exam, so he only dared to secretly ask Jiang's father to attend a parent-teacher meeting. After Jiang's father attended, he stayed up for several days. In the evening, he thoroughly understood the knowledge points in his book and patiently explained them to him; he said that he liked to take him to meet his business partners and listen to those people praising him. Every time he was praised, Father Jiang would be very happy. long time...

From his words, a vivid outline of Jiang's father, who had never been masked, gradually emerged. Jiang Mingyuan loved and respected him, and just like his own father, he taught his children with the greatest patience.

"Grandpa is so kind." Xingxing lay in his father's arms and listened. After listening, he let out a sigh. 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 shining: "I haven't seen him yet."

"We'll see it tomorrow."

"Okay then." Xingxing reluctantly agreed and asked if he could see it as soon as he opened his eyes.

"No, let's go see grandpa in the afternoon."

"Grandpa, why don't you come over?" Xingxing sighed, "Grandpa is a bit lazy."

"Well, he's a bit lazy." Jiang Mingyuan touched his son's little head to respond, and then picked him up: "Okay, it's getting late, it's time to take a bath and go to bed."

"Okay." Xingxing hugged his father's neck and turned to wave to Cheng Huan: "Mom, it's time to take a bath and go to bed. If you go to bed late, you won't grow taller."

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

When Jiang Mingyuan bathed Xingxing, he also washed himself. He dried his son's hair, put him on the bed to put him to sleep, and then went out and knocked on the door on the other side.

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

"What's wrong?" she asked vaguely.

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

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

Cheng Huan was stunned by his series of operations and had no time to react. When she came to her senses, she saw him licking the essence.

"This thing is inedible!" Regardless of being speechless, he pulled him into the room and poured a glass of water: "Rinse your mouth quickly."

Jiang Mingyuan took the water.

"You rinse your mouth, I'll wash your face." Cheng Huan handed over the water and ignored it. It was time for her facial mask, so there was no time to delay.

Walking into the bathroom, Cheng Huan took off her facial mask and hand mask, washed her face and hands, and when she dried her hands and walked out of the bathroom, there was another person in the room who hadn't left yet.

Cheng Huan didn't pay much attention. She walked to the dressing mirror, found skin care products and patted it on her face. Halfway through the patting, the person behind came over again. He put his arm around Cheng Huan's waist, leaned closer, and lowered his head to hold her in his mouth. One earlobe.

Cheng Huan's ears were sensitive, and she felt something strange when she touched her body. She hunched her shoulders and pushed the person next to her: "What are you doing?"

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

After a long time, Cheng Huan was let go. Looking at the ravaged and slightly swollen lips in front of him, Jiang Mingyuan's breathing became heavier, and the desire in his eyes deepened. He leaned on Cheng Huan's shoulder and gasped a few times, then managed to say calmly: " Goodnight kiss, the one just now doesn’t count.”

After saying that, he hugged the person in his arms tightly and let go in an instant, looking at her with a dangerous look in his eyes: "I'm going back. Have a good dream at night."

Cheng Huan sent the man away in fear and returned to the room, hugging the quilt and shivering. Thinking of the man's behavior before, she couldn't help but snorted with her lips curled up.

Sweet dreams? You mean to dream about him, right?