The Villainess Female Supporting Character with a Bun

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Because of some things, it was past ten o'clock when Jiang Mingyuan returned home.

The light was on in the living room, which should have been reserved for him, and there was still a glass of water on the coffee table in the living room, which was still warm.

Jiang Mingyuan took off his suit, walked over to drink the water, turned around, went out into the elevator, and took a shower in the bathroom on the top floor.

When he came down again, he had a few more sets of clothes in hand.

With the clothes on his arms, Jiang Mingyuan first went to the next room to look at the stars. The little guy was sleeping soundly on his back. He only took one look at Jiang Mingyuan, then backed out, walked to the door of the master bedroom, and raised his hand to knock twice.

Cheng Huan knew who it was when there was a knock on the door without even thinking about it. She stood up and hesitated for two seconds before going to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Cheng Huan was held in his arms. The man pinched her chin and kissed|kissed her. After a long time, he let go, licking off the crystal corners of her lips: "Waiting for me?"

"Shame on you?" Cheng Huan cursed without any momentum, his eyebrows twitched when he saw the clothes in his hands, and he took the initiative to go to the cloakroom next door to make room: "Let's put it here."

With a smug smile in the corner of the man's mouth, he walked over to put away the change of clothes, he looked around and felt that there was still space inside, so he made a request: "I will bring the other clothes tomorrow. "

Cheng Huan ignored him, walked over to find a towel and threw it over, disgustedly said: "Run around if you don't dry your hair."

Jiang Mingyuan reached out to take it, wiped his hair casually twice, walked over to hug him, and blocked the mouth in front of him.

Another night of absurdity.

After the evening exercise, Jiang Mingyuan hugged Cheng Huan to take a shower and changed the sheets, and talked with someone in his arms.

Cheng Huan was a little sleepy, and she responded one after another. While talking, she heard Jiang Mingyuan ask about her parents.

"My parents?" Cheng Huan leaned in his arms, closed his eyes, thought about it with his chaotic mind, and replied with some displeasure: "They have nothing to say."

Jiang Mingyuan combed her hair with his hands. Because of the technical problems of the boy who blows the hair yesterday, the hair looks far less shiny today than before: "Are you on a good relationship?"

"Not good." He was regarded as the extra one in the family since he was a child. It is impossible to say that Cheng Huan is not angry. It will be night, after another intense exercise, or in front of the person he likes, Cheng Huan Naturally, I complained: "They wanted to give birth to a son, and they threw me to my grandpa when I was a child. I didn't see each other a few times throughout the year. They didn't even want to pay for school fees, and my grandpa didn't come to see me when he was sick."

She sighed as she spoke: "My grandfather has so many children, but none of them are willing to support him when they are old."

The fingers in the hair paused slightly, and Jiang Mingyuan continued to ask: "Then your parents are still alive?"

"Yes, why not? They are in good health." After Cheng Huan finished speaking, her body froze suddenly. She slowly raised her head and met the man's thoughtful eyes.

"you……"

"Don't panic." Jiang Mingyuan lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, and said after deliberating, "Speak slowly."

Cheng Huan was very vigilant: "What do you want to ask?"

"I learned a very strange thing today." Jiang Mingyuan hugged her a little higher, slowly told what he learned today, and said, "Do you think she has changed?"

Cheng Huan spoke with difficulty: "...Really."

"Then you say it's plastic surgery, or..."

Cheng Huan felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest, his head was roaring, and his fingers unconsciously pinched Jiang Mingyuan's arm, grabbing the flesh.

Jiang Mingyuan glanced down and did not stop her. The other free hand slowly rested on her shoulder, coaxing in a low voice, "Don't be afraid."

Cheng Huan blushed, this time he was not ashamed: "You... that... you know, I..."

"It's okay, don't worry." Jiang Mingyuan kissed the top of her hair gently: "I'm just a little curious, it's okay if you don't tell me."

"No, you already have guesses anyway." Cheng Huan bit his lower lip and took a deep breath: "The reason for the drastic change in personality is because there is a new person in your body."

The hand patting on the shoulder paused, and then continued nonchalantly after a few seconds: "Isn't it plastic surgery?"

I have already said half of it, and the remaining half is not so difficult to speak, Cheng Huan shook his head: "No, it suddenly became another person, I don't know why, there is no warning at all."

Jiang Mingyuan's 30-year view of the world was broken, and his heart was turbulent, but he wanted to comfort her in turn: "It's okay, it's nothing particularly strange."

His tone was so relaxed that it really made Cheng Huan feel that it was not a strange thing to have a new core in her body, she slowly relaxed under Jiang Mingyuan's caress, and complained: "I don't want to come either? "

People who make decisions all the year round have experienced many big scenes, and they will accept new things quickly. Jiang Mingyuan persuaded himself to accept the fact that his wife changed her body in a short period of time. He was a little unhappy to hear this , the hand on the waist slightly exerted force as a punishment: "I don't want to come? Then how do we know each other?"

Cheng Huan: "..."

Jiang Mingyuan only squeezed once and then let go, his movements became gentle again: "What was your name before?"

"This one too."

"That's a coincidence." The man's tone was a little incomprehensible, and he continued to ask: "Where is home?"

Cheng Huan said an address.

Jiang Mingyuan thought for a while, but he had no impression of the name: "Is there such a place?"

"Yes, but not in this world." Cheng Huan gritted his teeth and swallowed the rest of the words.

"Another world?" Jiang Mingyuan was a little surprised: "What is this? Parallel time and space, or an alien creature?"

Cheng Huan pinched him angrily: "You are the alien creature."

"Okay, okay, I'm not talking about you." Jiang Mingyuan kissed her: "Forgive me, an ignorant person, okay?"

Cheng Huan snorted and said nothing. After thinking about it, he still said that this world is a novel.

Jiang Mingyuan was silent for a long time after listening: "You said that I am a character in a novel, and this novel is centered on me?"

"Um."

"I have a destined heroine?"

Cheng Huan nodded reluctantly.

She thought the man would be curious about what the heroine looked like, but he sneered, pinched her face and said, "Little fool."

Cheng Huan covered his face that hurt from being pinched, and heard him retort in a very flat tone: "If according to what you said, I am a character in a novel, and my every move is controlled by people, then I should be like a puppet or a robot." right.

But I'm obviously not like this, I have my own consciousness, I know what I want, what I want to do, I want to be with you instead of some shit heroine. "

Probably because what he learned today was too scary, Jiang Mingyuan said a rare swear word. After he finished speaking, he pursed his lips and put forward another point of view: "I prefer to believe in the theory of parallel time and space. There is another one in another world." ", someone witnessed or participated in their stories, and after accidentally arriving in your world, they created a novel of these things."

Cheng Huan: "..."

She understood, and she was a little bit persuaded, but this matter was too far from what she had always believed, and her head was a little confused.

With a blank face, Cheng Huan turned his head to look at Jiang Mingyuan, and said in a lost tone, "Why are you so calm?"

Jiang Mingyuan must have been surprised too, but those emotions weren't enough to affect him: "I know who I know, get along with, and like. It's fine. Besides, you just changed your body, which wasn't your intention, and you didn't gain anything special." ability, what can I not accept?"

You... just... changed your... body...

Well, Cheng Huan was successfully persuaded by him, and nodded slowly: "It seems to be the same."

"That's the way it is. Don't talk about it, let's talk about your past." He took Cheng Huan to lie down: "I want to know."

Anyway, they have already lost their horses, and there is no need for Cheng Huan to hide the past. Recalling a little bit, I started to talk about it from the notes.

When she was a child in the countryside, she used a small kitchen knife to chop radishes as long as she could remember. Looking back now, there was nothing particularly interesting at all, and there were only a few things that could be said. Jiang Mingyuan didn't feel impatient when she said that she was boring. Instead, she became more and more excited, and asked some extended questions from time to time.

It is impossible to finish all the things from childhood to adulthood in one night. When it comes to entering junior high school, Cheng Huan is already sleepy. She is lying on the man's chest, her eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and her speech is intermittent, and gradually disappears. Voice.

Probably to let go of a worry, Cheng Huan slept exceptionally well this night, and when he woke up, it was already past eleven o'clock.

There was a message from Jiang Mingyuan on the phone, saying that he had brought Xingxing to the company, so that she didn't have to worry or think about it, just tell the chef what she wanted to eat.

Cheng Huan didn't think about anything wildly, got up to wash up, had a meal, and went to the restaurant.

The newly launched dishes were ready, and there was a lot of work to be done. Cheng Huan stayed there and was busy for a while, and when he was about to go back, it seemed that it was almost Jiang Mingyuan's off-duty time.

Cheng Huan hurried back and passed a grain and oil store on the way back. Remembering that tomorrow was the Lantern Festival, he went in and bought some rice noodles for the Lantern Festival tomorrow.

When he got home, the chef had already prepared the dinner. This chef is proficient in Shandong cuisine, and the ingredients are extremely simple. In his hands, abalone and sea cucumber are all common ingredients. Cheng Huan felt a little ashamed when he compared them.

The dinner was still delicious. After the meal, Jiang Mingyuan took the child to play for a while, and then took the child to take a bath. After the bath, the little guy lay down on the bed and started to chase his father away: "I want Mommy Tell me a story."

Jiang Mingyuan, who was disgusted, touched his nose, glanced at Cheng Huan, who was holding back his smile, and walked out the door in embarrassment.

With a storybook in hand, Cheng Huan went to the bedside and began to tell stories to Xing Xing. After half a year of training, she has become very proficient in this skill. Usually, Xing Xing can fall asleep within ten minutes.

It was the same this time, feeling the little guy's breathing gradually stabilized, Cheng Huan put down the storybook in his hand, got up and tucked the bedding for Xing Xing, and exited lightly.

She closed the door carefully, and when she turned around, she bumped into Jiang Mingyuan's chest.

Cheng Huan was taken aback, patted his chest and whispered, "What are you doing here?"

"Wait for you." Jiang Mingyuan picked him up, walked into the master bedroom and closed the door with his heels, and led him to the bathroom: "It's getting late, it's time to take a bath and rest."

Cheng Huan was hanging in the air, without any strength at all, she hammered Jiang Mingyuan's chest, raised her head and bit his neck.

It was originally intended to vent anger, but after biting, the taste changed. When the two of them came out of the bathroom, the clock went back two more.

The posture in the bathroom was restricted, Cheng Huan felt a little sore in the back, she slumped on the chair, and Ren Jiang Mingyuan blow-dried her hair.

With the experience of failure last time, Jiang Mingyuan checked the information specially, and knew that he had to make a shape when he played this time. Although his movements were slow and clumsy, the effect after completion was very good.

Cheng Huan was so tired this time that he could fall asleep drowsily lying on the chair. After Jiang Mingyuan finished blowing his hair, he carried her to the bed and sat aside to massage her waist.

Sensitive on the waist, he just pinched Cheng Huan for a while, then waved his hand back: "Don't pinch."

Jiang Mingyuan grabbed her two wrists with one hand, and continued to move with the other hand: "It will be more comfortable tomorrow if you hold it like this."

Cheng Huan's scalp was numb from being pinched: "I want to sleep."

"You sleep fine."

"How can you sleep with me like this?!"

"Then talk to me." Jiang Mingyuan let go of her hand and mentioned another matter: "What do you think about Shenxi?"

Cheng Huan gasped, "Is there such a person?" She thought it was Jiang Mingyuan who made it up to trick her.

"Of course, she is your younger sister in this body."

It's not fake, Cheng Huan licked his lips, thinking about this question with not much brain capacity: "Will it be the same as mine?"

"I also think it's possible." Jiang Mingyuan asked, "Who do you think she would be?"

Cheng Huan thought for a while, then turned to look at him: "Do you have a guess?"

"Yes." Jiang Mingyuan nodded, and slid his fingers down her spine: "I think she is an aborigine here."

The power of this sentence is no less than a horror story, Cheng Huan's goose bumps all over his body, and his face was pale: "No way."

"Very likely, her character according to the information I found is very similar to this original character." Jiang Mingyuan pursed his lips, and did not say Cheng Huan's name. In his heart, that name represented only the person in front of him. This person: "And she has a lot of opinions on her mother. She once scolded her in public for not being worthy of being a mother."

"Then..." Cheng Huan also felt that it was very possible when he said that. She licked her lips, her voice was a little hoarse: "What if she comes here?"

"Don't be afraid." Jiang Mingyuan leaned over and kissed her on the back: "I won't let her disturb you."

The tip of the tongue touched the skin, and it fell apart when touched. Jiang Mingyuan lowered his fingers and asked with some interest, "Should we have a baby?"

"No!" Cheng Huan refused without hesitation. She turned around and grabbed his hand: "It hurts to have a baby, and I will gain weight and have spots and stretch marks. I don't want to be so ugly."

She put her arms around Jiang Mingyuan's neck, acting like a baby: "I don't want to be ugly, and a little baby with stars is not enough?"