The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

"Why did you bring this here?" Cheng Huan was inexplicably: "No one at home can wear it."

Jiang Mingyuan didn't know how to explain his actions for a while. He frowned and looked at the wall. After a while, he said slowly: "You bought it originally."

Cheng Huan felt that this person's method of returning the clothes was definitely sick, and it was not that other things could be used in exchange. She glanced at the person in disagreement. The other party was facing her back and received no eye waves at all.

Depressed in her heart, she stared at the suit on the man, and after another thought, she understood.It is estimated that the chief executive did not pass through the cheap clothes in the supermarket, and he disliked these things and put them in the closet to drop in price.

"Forget it, you can give me the things." Cheng Huan felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She bent over and lifted the paper bag with clothes, turned around and went to the bedroom to put it in the closet, and said to someone:" It’s okay to put it here, so you don’t have to find clothes next time you need it."

Cheng Huan's words were just casual polite, but it changed in Jiang Mingyuan's ears. He nodded and smiled gently: "It is true."

"Okay, let's go if there is nothing else." This smile looked a little dazzling, Cheng Huan glanced away, squatted down to play with the ears on the star hat, and started chasing people.

The other two in the house were sticky again. He was beside him, unable to insert his mouth at all.

Jiang Mingyuan stood by the side for a while, sighed, and finally said goodbye.

"Goodbye." Cheng Huan waved his hand, did not even give a look, and even diverted Xingxing's attention to not let him give it away.The anti-theft door closed behind him and made a noise. Cheng Huan snorted and squeezed the star's face: "Little bastard."

This moment is a bit heavy, the little guy's cheeks are red, and the stars cover their faces, dumbfounded: "Why does mother pinch me?"

"I'm angering." Cheng Huan stood up, took Xingxing's hand and walked to the bedroom, talking about her wrong reasoning as he walked: "Because your dad is so annoying, so I don't look too pleasing to my eyes now."

"Mom, I don't hate it." Xingxing was taken to the bed, and finally understood the fucking meaning, the little guy turned around, knelt on the quilt, and said seriously: "Dad hates, we ignore him."

"Okay, ignore him!" Cheng Huan became happy again when she heard her son say this. She pulled the quilt and stuffed the stars in, and gave him a goodnight kiss: "We are from one country."

"Yes, we are one country!"

Xingxing is a very promise-keeping person. He said that he would ignore his father. The next day Jiang Mingyuan called in vain, but he didn't speak.

"What's wrong, baby, did anyone make you angry?" Jiang Mingyuan said a few words, but there was no response there. He couldn't help being a little worried, and slowed down his voice and asked, "Can I talk to Dad?"

The cooker hood in the kitchen is still working. Mom has been in for a long time. The star craned her neck and glanced at it. She was sure she couldn’t notice it, so she whispered to the watch, "Dad, mom said to ignore you. ."

Jiang Mingyuan: "...why?"

"Mom said you are too annoying." Xingxing felt a little pain on his face when he talked about this. He put a hand on his cheek and secretly complained: "Mom still pinches my face."

Jiang Mingyuan didn't understand the logic in his son's words, but he knew where he made Cheng Huan angry.Although he is smart, he is really not good at getting along with women, and he has a headache in this situation.

If they change individuals, Jiang Mingyuan doesn't care why they are angry, as long as they don't hinder him.It's just that Cheng Huan is not someone who can be ignored. This person is the mother of his child and always has to be a little patient.

He carefully discussed the experience of getting along yesterday, guessing that the matter might be in the clothes. Doesn't Cheng Huan like having men's clothes in his family?Jiang Mingyuan frowned, not sure what was going on, after thinking about it, he went to ask his son for help.

"Baby, can you do Dad a favor?"

"What's busy?"

"That's right, my father accidentally annoyed my mother, but I don't know why my mother is angry. Can Xingxing help Dad ask?"

"Daddy, you are so stupid." Xingxing vomited: "I know why my mother is angry.

Jiang Mingyuan: "..." Despised by his son?

"The stars are so smart." There is still something useful for his son, and Jiang Mingyuan can't be angry with him. He said so well on the other side of the phone, "Can the smart stars help Dad?"

"Okay." Although Dad is stupid, Xingxing loves him very much. Although he is small, he also knows the importance of family harmony, so he patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, Dad, I will tell you if I know!"

"Then please baby." Jiang Mingyuan raised the corner of his lips: "Dad is waiting for your good news."

After hanging up the call with Xingxing, Jiang Mingyuan refocused his energy on work. The end of each year is the busiest time of the year. It is necessary to summarize the development of the year and set goals for the next year. There are countless documents to read every day. , Meeting after meeting.

Jiang Mingyuan can always separate work and private life very clearly. He rarely gets distracted at work because of private matters, but today is a bit different. He stares at the documents in front of him, a little distracted, and thinks of the clothes he took yesterday. .

There are four pieces of clothes. Cheng Huan bought T-shirts, sweaters and trousers. Only the underpants of the smaller size were changed to a suitable one by him.

When he went to get the clothes, he didn't think much about it, just like what Cheng Huan had said, just in case.

I don't know why, but now thinking of those clothes, he feels a little uncomfortable.

After all, putting on a change of clothes, in addition to just in case, can also be understood as... want to stay overnight.

Jiang Mingyuan pursed his lips, put down the document in his hand, his eyes a little scattered.

...

Xingxing patted his chest on the phone and agreed to his father's request, put down the phone and prepared to act.

He didn't ask recklessly, the little guy was smart, and knew that if he pleased his mother, she would talk very well.

If you want to do it, the star climbed down from the sofa, ran into the kitchen, and found a corner to stand in an unobstructed corner, and asked the busy woman in front of the stove: "Mom, I'll help you!"

"This is not for your help, baby, go play." With the soup in the pot, Cheng Huan lifted the lid of the pot and took a look, lowered the fire, and put other ingredients in it.

"Mom, I want to help." Xingxing is not so easy to pass. If his mother does not let him help, he will find work by himself. The little guy looks on tiptoe and sees the prepared dishes on the chopping board. Go around from behind and reach for it.

The dish was placed a bit outside, and it was really pulled out by him a little bit. Xingxing was a little tired on tiptoe. He put down his feet and rested for a while, then stretched out his two hands and carefully brought down the dish. .

The plate plus the amount of vegetables inside is very heavy for a four-year-old child. As soon as the dish was removed from the chopping board, the star's hand sank, and the vegetable soup inside was sprinkled and poured onto his body.

This movement finally attracted Cheng Huan's attention. She turned around holding the lid of the pot, and saw her son holding a plate of dishes, and the chest of her clothes was wet.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Huan said, his tone a little dangerous.

The vegetable soup sticks to the body and the washing machine can't wash it off. You still have to wash it by hand. The clothes in winter are thick and they are very wet. Washing everything takes a lot of trouble. Cheng Huan feels itchy when he thinks about this.

If you don't have a fight, the kid will have to fight. If you don't fight, you won't be obedient!

Xingxing had no foreseeing the crisis that his ass was about to suffer. Instead, he felt that he had done a big thing. He grinned and smiled at his mother with a row of millet teeth: "Mom, I will help you!"

The attitude is very proud.

He was weak, and it was a bit difficult to carry the plate. Cheng Huan was a little worried, afraid that he would throw things down, and it would be small if he had no food to eat. If the porcelain plate was broken, it would be bad if it stabbed people.

"You don't need the help of the stars, you can go play it, mother can take this thing." Cheng Huan bent over, trying to take the thing from him.

She stretched out her hand, but Xing Xing turned around and avoided. He stepped on his short legs, holding the dish, and cautiously walked to the dining table.

The dining table is higher than the stars, and he can't put it on. The little guy raised his hand and tremblingly pushed the plate forward. The plate containing the dishes hits the edge of the dining table. When he sees it, he will overturn it. In a critical moment, Cheng Huan took the dish from his son and put it firmly on the table.

Xingxing didn't know the danger just now. He was a little unhappy when he saw the plate being taken away by his mother. He pouted and said, "Mom, I can send some."

Cheng Huan laughed twice, then sat down by the sofa and waved to him: "Come here."

The little kid didn't have a sense of crisis at all, so he leaned forward, and as soon as he walked in, his mother took off his pants and patted his butt a few times.

Everything happened too fast. Before the stars could beg for mercy, the pain in his butt came over. He squeezed his mouth and opened his eyes wide, looking at his mother with difficulty, his eyes gradually filled with tears. Finally, with The first tear fell, and the stars opened their mouths and howled: "Mom...ah..."

"Why are you crying?" Cheng Huan took his trousers up and asked him to undress with his hands open. The stars cried and cried, but he was obedient.The little quilted jacket dipped in vegetable soup was taken off and set aside. Cheng Huan got up and left, and soon took another coat.

The star was still falling out of the silver peas, and seeing the clothes consciously opened her hands to make her mother dress better. Cheng Huan’s expression on her face was always cold, watching him cry without making any noise, and then he zipped up the coat before asking: "You know I don’t know how dangerous the action just now..."

The little kid didn't think he had done anything dangerous at all, so Cheng Huan said over and over again. After saying it several times, he was a little scared. The little hand wiped off the last tear and admitted his mistake: "Mom, I won't dare anymore."

"Yeah." Cheng Huan didn't feel distressed after his son had been crying for so long. When he saw that he knew his mistake, he finally eased his expression, took out a tissue to wipe the tears on his face, leaned in and kissed his little cheek. Mouth: "You behave, don't worry mom."

The little guy shed too many tears and kissed the salty face on his face. Cheng Huan poured a glass of water and asked him to drink a little. He got up and went to the kitchen. The soup in the pot was still simmering. She had to go and see.

Will the people in the kitchen come out for a while, Xing Xing pouted, and after a while, he dialed a call.

As soon as Jiang Mingyuan threw those messy thoughts aside, the phone rang, the ringtone he set for the stars individually.He was a little surprised, so he asked clearly?

"Hello, stars?"

"Dad!" The voice on the other side of the star was very small, as if surreptitiously, and called out, with a cry in his voice: "Mom hit me."