The Villainess Female Supporting Character with a Bun

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He said it's useless not to think too much, Cheng Huan couldn't relax at all, and waited nervously and expectantly for a possible surprise.

It's a pity that it turned out that he was overthinking, and nothing special happened until he went out after dinner.

Cheng Huan was a little disappointed, and then even more confused. She fastened her seat belt and frowned: "You've been working so hard just to have a meal?"

"That's right." Jiang Mingyuan reached out and rubbed her head, started the car and turned around.

The grass and trees on the side of the road were running fast, and Cheng Huan looked at it for a while before realizing that this was not the way back. She turned her head and asked, "Aren't you going home?"

Jiang Mingyuan said he couldn't go back: "I got a few concert tickets, and I'll take you there."

"Oh." Cheng Huan nodded, then looked down at the clothes again: "Can I wear this?"

Although I have never heard of it, it is said that formal attire is required for those occasions.

There was a red light at the intersection, Jiang Mingyuan stopped the car, turned to look at her, and then nodded: "I think it's fine."

The address of the concert was at the Grand Theater of S City. When I walked in, there were only a few people sitting here and there. Jiang Mingyuan took her to the middle and sat down. Others quit.

Classical music is really something that can cultivate sentiment. The soul fades impetuous and becomes quiet in the sound of music. A concert lasted for two hours, and at the end Cheng Huan actually felt a little bit sad.

She walked out of the venue, let out a long sigh, turned her head to Jiang Mingyuan and asked with a smile, "Where are you going next?"

She has already determined that there must be something wrong with this person.

Jiang Mingyuan hugged Xing Xing who was asleep, and smiled back at her: "There is an open-air performance on the bank of the river, are you interested in taking a look?"

"OK."

City S is a city along the river, and the area on the river bank can be regarded as a tourist attraction, and it is well-known in the surrounding area.

Before going, the two went back to settle Xing Xing, and then called the assistant to help look after them, and then went out the door hand in hand.

If the music festival is an auditory enjoyment, then the open-air performance on the river bank is a visual feast. There are many stages on the not very long river bank, and the artists perform on the stage, and the audience lingers in it.

These performances are not limited to the content format, maybe there is street dance on the left and iron flower on the right, and even acrobatic performances that have become less and less common in recent years can also be found there.

Cheng Huan originally thought that Jiang Mingyuan had some small thoughts, but now he was not so sure. There were so many people here that he couldn't hear what he wanted to say.

But it doesn't matter, what does he want to do? Cheng Huan looked at the amazing dance in front of him and thought, no matter whether he has other goals or not, these things are very beautiful.

The open-air performance on the bank of the river lasted for a long time, and it didn't stop until late at night. Cheng Huan left the classical dance stage and continued to walk down. She took a bunch of candied haws and took a bite of the hawthorn, which was very sour. She squeezed her eyebrows and eyes together, and swallowed the things in her mouth with difficulty, then quickly threw the things in the trash can, and asked Jiang Mingyuan, "Did you make these things?"

Jiang Mingyuan nodded: "A project in cooperation with the government will last for three days, and it will be held every year in the future. We plan to create a fixed tourism festival."

"You still do this?"

Jiang Mingyuan knocked on her: "Why not?"

"I feel like this thing has nothing to do with you."

"How can it be okay? As long as the event is famous, it can attract tourists and drive the development of tourism, which is a good thing for businesses in this area."

"Yes, some people are not afraid of not making money." Cheng Huan looked around and touched his chin: "Should I come here to set up a stall? It looks quite profitable."

Jiang Mingyuan: "...I brought you here for fun."

Cheng Huan laughed: "Just kidding."

She said so, but she was already considering the possibility of opening a branch here.

Cheng Huan would stay in front of each table for a long time, and the snacks in his hands were never broken.

Time passed unknowingly, and it was about to reach the early morning.

As if they had received the instruction, all the seats stopped at zero, and the scene suddenly became quiet. The tourists were confused and didn't know what happened.

Cheng Huan ate a mouthful of chestnut cake, tilted his head and glanced at Jiang Mingyuan, who was calm and obviously not surprised by it.

"what are you up to?"

"Come here." Without saying anything, Jiang Mingyuan took his hand and continued walking forward.

The river bank is not completely flat, there is a higher place, there is no one here now, and the view is excellent.

With the sound of the river lapping against the dam, Cheng Huan looked around but saw nothing: "Is there anything else?"

"hold on."

Cheng Huan had a guess in his heart, pursed his lips and calmed down, time seemed to pass very slowly, and it finally reached twelve o'clock.

The bell tower sounded in the distance, like a signal, the dark buildings on the other side were dyed in color, the music sounded, and the five-color lights flickered with the rhythm.

The giant led screen was turned on with the lights, but what appeared was not any human face or any advertisement, but plates of attractive food. It was a kind of torture for people to release these foods at night. Tourists who stayed here drooled at the screen while finding the nearest stall to buy snacks and stuff them in their mouths.

Everyone didn't know that these things would be displayed on the screen, but Cheng Huan knew that she was a little dumbfounded, moved and embarrassed in her heart, pulled the corner of the man's clothes and asked in a low voice: "Why are you doing this?"

"It's not suitable to put photos, so let's put these." He was a little nervous: "Do you not like it?"

"No." Although she felt a little embarrassed, but to be honest, Cheng Huan was very moved by his kindness. She lay on the fence, facing the other side of the river, and said in a soft voice that seemed to be blown away by the wind: "Thank you for your birthday Gift."

"If you like it..." A person behind her came up, with a big palm around her waist, and the other hand handed the brocade box to the front: "Then how about marrying me?"

There is no scene where the crowd booing in the romantic drama, it's just the two of them, and only the lights on the other side can testify.

In fact, Cheng Huan has many reasons to say that now is not a suitable time: the time to get along is too short, they haven't gotten along well, the gap between them is too big, his mother still doesn't agree, etc...

But it is impossible for a person to remain rational forever, and here it is, all doubts in Cheng Huan's mind were thrown aside, and he almost couldn't wait to agree.

...

From proposal to marriage seems to be a very quick thing. In the autumn when Xing Xing became a member of the middle class of kindergarten, Jiang Mingyuan and Cheng Huan also held a wedding.

The entire hotel was covered by the wedding, and countless celebrities gathered, but none of the reporters took any photos of the interior.

As a bride, Cheng Huan has to start preparations many days in advance, soaking in various skin care products, and strives to be in the most perfect condition from hair to toenails.

On the day of the wedding, they had to separate according to the rules, and the stars were thrown to Jiang Mingyuan, while Cheng Huan would get up before dawn, put on hair, make up and change into a dress, and then wait for Jiang Mingyuan to come to welcome the bride.

She doesn't have any relatives or friends, and the family members of the woman are basically the newly acquainted wives, the only exception is probably Xu Li. The two of them have already set up a storefront and are still opening a barbecue restaurant. This time I specially left the business to help her. After working for several days, I stopped and said that good people get good rewards.

At eight o'clock, there was a commotion outside the door. Cheng Huan stayed in the room alone, holding the bouquet tightly in her hands. She was a little nervous, her throat was thirsty, but she didn't want to drink water. The commotion only lasted for a very short time, the door opened, and Jiang Mingyuan appeared at the door in a groom's attire.

The gown on his body was hand-embroidered, a darker red color, and the embroidered dragon pattern stretched its teeth and claws, as if flying out of the wind. The big red flower on his chest looked a little stupid, but it didn't affect his handsomeness.

The subsequent process seems to be no different from other people's weddings, but probably because of the different reasons of the parties, Cheng Huan looks very sweet when he looks at it.

Because Jiang Mingyuan went all the way to Weixin, the people present didn't dare to make things difficult for him, they pretended to stop him, and let them go.

Cheng Huan had no brothers or relatives, and Jiang Mingyuan took over the task of carrying her out. Cheng Huan lay on his back, the steps on his head swayed back and forth with the movement, she grabbed the clothes under her body, her complexion reflected in the red wedding dress The bottom also looked a little reddish: "Am I heavy?"

"No, the weight is just right."

The car door was opened, and she was put into the back seat in an awkward posture, the star in the front seat, which was acting as a flower tube, turned around, smiling with eyes narrowed, and her mouth leaking when she spoke: "Mom, you are so beautiful today. "

The car door on the other side opened, and Jiang Mingyuan sat in, affirming Xing Xing's words: "I think so too."

Cheng Huan didn't have any parents here, and Jiang Mingyuan didn't plan to let Gu Mingli attend the wedding, so he omitted the part of serving tea.

Serving tea can be saved, but the rest can't be saved. After seeing off people, Cheng Huan didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he lay down on the bed.

Jiang Mingyuan sent the guests away, closed the door, and went upstairs to the bedroom.

The old house at home has been remodeled, and the second bedroom has become the master bedroom. There is a person lying on the huge Babu bed, and the wedding clothes and the red bedding are indistinguishable from each other.

Jiang Mingyuan took off the red flower on his chest and approached with light steps. Cheng Huan was lying on his side on the bed and had closed his eyes.

He leaned over and took off the step shake from her hair: "Take it off and go to sleep."

"Hmm." Cheng Huan replied without moving, turned around and lay down on the bed, his intention was self-evident.

Jiang Mingyuan sighed softly, took off the tiara according to her wishes, studied for a long time, and finally untied the hair. He scooped up a handful of hair and let the strands flow through it, and whispered in her ear Said: "Get up and wash up."

Cheng Huan closed his eyes: "I don't want to get up."

"Today is the wedding night in the bridal chamber, how can you be lazy?" Jiang Mingyuan softened his brows, picked him up, and halfway through the walk, the bright red wedding dress fell to the ground.

Red candles are warmed up.

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