The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

The place he was referring to was a roller coaster, which was very large, hovering together, and looked almost a hundred meters high.

Naturally, it is impossible for two adults to let the little ones play such exciting projects. The stars chanted all the way, and they burst into tears and failed.

Jiang Mingyuan didn't know where to get a travel guide. After reading it, he took his mother and son to another building.

This game is called Star Wars. The gameplay is very simple. It is sitting on a game chair, controlling the steering wheel and laser gun to hit little monsters.

The stars are really interested in this. After going up, they never stopped playing back and provided background music for their actions. However, other people have short hands, technical junk, and even the steering wheel is not well controlled. Let alone distract with a laser gun. Quasi little monsters.

The little guy played a few times and didn't get a point.

Jiang Mingyuan wanted to show one in front of his son, so he volunteered to play the double version with him. Xingxing didn't want to play with him. In the eyes of the little guy, this is an unfamiliar uncle. He wants to be with his mother, but Cheng Huan is really not interested in this kind of game, and explicitly refuses. The little one just stopped, and reluctantly followed Jiang Mingyuan.

With Jiang Mingyuan's joining, the stars' scores started to rise. Jiang Mingyuan played the skill twice, and the laser gun swept one spot. The stars had completely forgotten the previous discomfort. He stood up, bouncing and jumping on the chair, clapping his hands together, yelling of.

Xing Xing would never feel addicted to playing this, and he asked again and again, Jiang Mingyuan never refused. When Cheng Huan urged them to come down below, the little guy shouted his voice dumb.

Jiang Mingyuan was controlling the direction and hitting the little monster. When he didn't rest, both hands were now soft, but his mood was very good, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Among them, Cheng Huan had a dull face. When the two came down, she took the star schoolbag and told them to go out.

"Mom, let's go and fight the little monsters." Xing Xing was holding hands and was unwilling to leave: "Hit the little monsters and have fun."

"No fight." Cheng Huan refused, and walked out of the building with the stars. Compared with the inside, the outside air is much fresher. Cheng Huan took a deep breath and asked his son, "Will you eat?"

Xing Xing is crazy and so hungry, he patted his little belly and nodded to Cheng Huan: "Mom goes to eat."

This is putting Jiang Mingyuan aside again.

Jiang Mingyuan was a bit helpless about the behavior of the little guy who forgot about him in a blink of an eye. He glanced at the guide and said to Cheng Huan, "I know there is a restaurant here that is okay, can you eat?"

Cheng Huan nodded inevitably: "You are free."

In general tourist places, meals have the same characteristics-deadly expensive.

It's the same here. There are no more than one thousand foods outside. It sells three or four thousand here. The taste is good and that's it. Anyway, the stars are very dissatisfied.

After dinner, Jiang Mingyuan went to check out. Cheng Huan went out with the stars and walked outside the restaurant. She looked back at the shop's signboard again.

"Want to open a shop here?" Jiang Mingyuan paid over and asked her.

The two basically did not communicate, and Cheng Huan didn't expect that he would talk to himself, shaking his head for a while.

"I'll take a look."

She didn't make a name for herself in the first store, thinking too far away.

The afternoon was still spent in the playground, until a few people were about to go out of the park.

After playing all day, the relationship between Xingxing and Jiang Mingyuan also leaps and bounds, and a bitter uncle does nt know how sweet it is. Wait for Jiang Mingyuan to take them home, and the little one keeps waving his hand to say goodbye.

Then she turned her head and asked her, "Mom, are we going to play tomorrow?"

"Don't go." Cheng Huan refused decisively. She was not well-balanced. Many facilities in the playground would rotate. It would be very uncomfortable after playing a little, dizziness and nausea.

She turned around and went home, and the little boy was still following Nianyu, saying how fun and fun the playground was. Cheng Huan only blocked the star's mouth when he couldn't hear it and could not cook.

In the evening, Cheng Huan washed the stars, sent him to bed, and told a story to coax someone to sleep. She went to take a bath by herself and received a message when she was ready to sleep.

The sender's phone number was a string of numbers that looked a little familiar. Cheng Huan opened it and looked at it. There was only a simple sentence on it.

Thank you. ]

Cheng Huan raised an eyebrow, a bit inexplicable. She didn't return, she threw her phone aside, and went to bed to turn off the lights.

The next day Jiang Mingyuan came again. This time, instead of going to the playground, he took him to the shopping mall. When he returned, he brought a few big bags of toys.

Watching others move up a little, piled with toys on the sofa, Cheng Huan frowned, saying not to be so used to children.

"It's okay." Jiang Mingyuan didn't seem to care. "He likes it."

Everyone else said that, Cheng Huan didn't say anything, but just after Jiang Mingyuan left, she put away most of the toys.

The stars were still walking in the sea of toys. Suddenly those things were confiscated by his mother. He couldn't react, and looked up blankly to see the big bags stuck in the cabinet.

Cheng Huan choked good things, clapping his hands, glancing at the stars, and turned away.

The little guy was still nagging. He stayed in the study for a long time before coming out against the wall. Cheng Huan was busy working in the kitchen. The stars came and hugged her legs: "Mom!"

"Um." Cheng Huan responded, his hands kept moving.

She thought the stars were crying for toys, and she was a little annoyed.

Xingxing asked: "Mom, are you angry?"

The child's mind is very sensitive. Whoever likes him or who doesn't like him can see it at a glance. Cheng Huan's attitude is a bit cold today. In the eyes of the little guy, "Mum doesn't like him".

Hearing this, Cheng Huan's actions stopped.

She put down the chopper in her hand and looked down at the stars. The little boy's eyes widened, his eyes full of panic.

Scared him ...

Cheng Huan sighed in her heart, and regretted it. She bent down and hugged and patted, "Mum is a bit angry."

"Why?" Stars didn't understand.

Cheng Huan took him out. The mother and son sat face to face on the sofa, and she sighed: "Mom is indeed a bit angry, does Xingxing know why?"

The little guy looked at him with his fingers on the sofa, intuitively, his mother was unhappy and definitely related to himself.

Cheng Huan grabbed his luck and slowed down his voice as much as possible and asked, "Why do people let others buy so many toys today?"

The stars' faces were all blank: "Uncle gave it."

He was like this, apparently did not feel that there was anything wrong with taking things from others.

It was not enough to teach, Cheng Huan thought to himself, and said to him, "But this is not right."

"Why?" Stars didn't quite understand.

There must be no problem in receiving gifts bought by his father. The key is that the stars do not know that this person is his father.

Cheng Huan stared at him with big eyes and small eyes, and only had the patience to reason, saying that it was wrong to just ask someone for something.

She is afraid that the little guy will develop the habit of reaching out to others, and that others will deceive people by giving something. Cheng Huan talked for a long time, and the mouth of the mill was dry, and the little man nodded half-understanding: "I know, my mother will buy me toys later."

After he said it, he came over and stuck it together, and whispered, "Mom, I don't want to throw away those toys."

He picked them one by one.

"Only this time, Uncle Jiang can buy things for you in the future, can others know?" Cheng Huan said reluctantly, always felt that the posterior molars were very itchy.

The stars nodded and said they knew.

Cheng Huan didn't plan to let the little guy remember for a while. She decided to mention it a few times later. She went back to the kitchen to cook, waited for the meal to be served, and remembered something. She sent it to another person with her mobile phone. Messages.

"Don't buy so many things in the future, it's easy to teach children."

Jiang Mingyuan took his son to the mall and went back to work overtime. For people like him, there was no weekend. When Cheng Huan sent a message, he was going to eat. He heard the vibration and picked up his mobile phone and glanced at what he said. Makes him a little confused.

In Jiang Mingyuan's cognition, today he did nt buy much for Xingxing. He has several cousins and children. Each little guy has a large toy room, and various toys cannot be stacked.

Jiang Mingyuan doesn't want his son to be anything less than others. He must buy it when he sees his son likes it, but he didn't say that. Jiang Mingyuan thought that he would be a father for the first time. Mom said that, she must have her truth, she listened to it.

After sending the message, Cheng Huan left it. After eating, he looked at the mobile phone and saw the two words returned by the man, before he smirked and wondered if he was satisfied.

In the evening, the mother and son were lying on the bed chatting, the stars grabbed her clothes, and suddenly asked: "Mom, do you like amusement park?"

Why do you think of this stuff now and still want to play?

Cheng Huan thought, euphemistically reminded him: "You are going to class tomorrow."

The star rolled over, facing him, with a childish face on his face, earnestly: "Why doesn't mom like amusement parks?"

Cheng Huan was helpless, so why did he decide: "I don't dislike it."

"Mom is deceiving," the star said firmly. "You just don't like it."

Ok

Cheng Huan didn't excuse him, she patted the little guy's back on her hand, humming lullaby in her mouth, and finally coaxed the child to sleep.

The stars fell asleep, and Cheng Huan remembered what he said just now. The little guy felt that she didn't like the amusement park. It should be that her attitude was too obvious. Now, in retrospect, she was really out of shape yesterday.