The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

Chapter 55

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Xing Xing wants to build a castle, but he has no interest in taking pictures. Seeing Jiang Mingyuan take out his camera and tugging at his pants, he said coquettishly, "I don't want to take pictures, Dad, let's build a house."

"But mom wants to take pictures." Jiang Mingyuan lowered his head and looked at him with a smile: "If you can't go, mom will be very sad."

Is that so

Xing Xing looked at Cheng Huan uncertainly, and saw that his mother was also looking at him with a look of disappointment on his face. He was in a hurry at that time, he quickly loosened his father's pants and ran over, gently tugged on his mother's skirt to make her squat down, Then he wrapped his arms around her neck and kissed Cheng Huan on the face: "Mom, don't be sad, let's take pictures, we won't build a house anymore."

Very masculine temperament.

The sadness on Cheng Huan's face could not be contained in an instant, and he smiled and kissed his son twice, raised his hand and rubbed Xingxing's hair into a bird's nest, then got up and led him, and winked at Jiang Mingyuan beside him Blink: "Let's go."

"Okay." Jiang Mingyuan followed up with a smile, and there was a pampering in his eyes that he didn't know. He walked to Cheng Huan's side in two steps, and suggested, "I know there is a good place, go there and take pictures."

Cheng Huan had no objection to this. Judging from today's itinerary, the other party obviously did enough homework.

Jiang Mingyuan said that the photoshoot location was on the other side of the island. He made a phone call, and within five minutes, a car came to pick them up.

This car matched Jiang Mingyuan's style very well. It belonged to the type that looked low-key and luxurious. When they got in the car, the driver closed the door courteously and drove in another direction without asking where they were going.

Looking at it this way, there is nothing to understand. Cheng Huan looked at the people next to him helplessly: "Is this car yours?"

Jiang Mingyuan nodded.

"Then why did you rent the electric car just now?" Cheng Huan was a little confused.

The man didn't answer immediately, he turned his head, and the cold and handsome face of the other party was reflected in the car window. After a while, Cheng Huan heard him say, "I see you like coaches."

At that time, the driver was waiting outside and was about to pick them up. It was Cheng Huan and Xing Xing who expressed their curiosity about the electric tourist bus, so he changed his plan.

Cheng Huan nodded thoughtfully, staring at the right side window, she said, "I really like it, it's more comfortable than a car, why don't we get another one to drive around later?"

"It's not safe." The corners of Jiang Mingyuan's mouth collapsed into a straight line, he turned his head and gave Cheng Huan a disapproving look, as if accusing her of messing around.

If he looked like this in the company, the employees who saw him would have been trembling. However, Cheng Huan is not his employee, so he is not afraid at all.

Not only was she not afraid, but the woman also suggested with a smile: "I don't want to go anywhere, so there's nothing unsafe. Why don't you take pictures of driving? How about I drive you to take pictures? It's so silly to always stand and take pictures."

Jiang Mingyuan only glanced at her and then looked away. He looked ahead with a cold expression, and the corners of his lips collapsed into a straight line: "Can you drive?"

"I can't." The man said confidently: "But I think it's quite simple, so it shouldn't be difficult."

"Besides, if you really can't, don't you still have you?"

I don't know if it's Cheng Huan's illusion, but she always felt that after she said this, Jiang Mingyuan deliberately moved away from her. She was still struggling with what this meant, so she heard the other party reluctantly take a step back: "Let's talk about it later. .”

After finishing speaking, he turned his head away, as if he didn't want to communicate, and looked very cold.

The car walked for nearly half an hour on the road and arrived at another beach. Unlike the beach they were on before, this beach is not visible to any tourists.

Jiang Mingyuan explained: "This is a private beach, not open to tourists."

"your?"

"No, I borrowed it." Jiang Mingyuan walked ahead to lead the way, walked a few steps and then looked back at her, moved his mouth, but didn't speak.

Cheng Huan looked at his behavior a little strangely: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Mingyuan turned around and said in a low voice.

He originally wanted to say that if Cheng Huan liked it, he would buy a beach, but before he could say it, he felt that it was a bit abrupt, so he could only swallow his words and focus on leading the way.

This private beach is artificially enclosed. There is a villa in the designated area. The villa is very large and well-equipped. Everywhere shows the wealth of the owner. In Cheng Huan's eyes, the hotel and villa, which were already very good, are the same as here. Compared, it is probably the difference between low-rent housing and luxury flats.

Going out from another door of the villa is the beach.

Probably because of regular cleaning and few people coming, the beach here is extraordinarily clean, the sea water is clear, and it is dyed another color by the orange sunset, and a few seabirds are flying leisurely in the air, which is very beautiful.

This beach is located on the west side of the island. It is an excellent place to watch the sunset, and it is also very good for taking pictures. Cheng Huan has learned photography, so of course he does not want to miss this kind of beauty, so she planned to take pictures of herself, but it turned out that she took Take a quick shot with the camera, not only the scenery, but also the people.

The father and son who acted as models for her are very cooperative, standing wherever they are asked to stand, and posing in whatever poses they are asked to pose. Occasionally, the little model gets impatient, and the big model comes to give psychological counseling.

Cheng Huan had a great time taking pictures, and finished the job with satisfaction.

At this time, half of the setting sun is still exposed on the sea, and the sky will be dark, leaving only sparkling waves with a little orange red.

Cheng Huan had already put down the camera, but she went to take another photo when she saw this scene. She looked back at the photo she just took, and the more she looked, the more she was satisfied. Handing the camera to the photographer who was a guest model, he walked to the beach to pose, the sea water licked his ankles, Cheng Huan faced the sunset, his hands were slightly opened, and his hair was loose, blown by the sea breeze.

The sound of the tide covered the shutter of the camera. Cheng Huan waited in this position for a while, feeling a little sore in her hands. She turned her head to look behind her and asked the person holding the camera: "Are you ready?"

The woman turned her back to him, her skirt fluttered, her hair was entangled with each other in mid-air, revealing the butterfly bone that was about to fly.

Jiang Mingyuan's fingers trembled slightly, he felt the heart in his chest beating faster and faster, and the sound of thump, thump hit the eardrum, as if something was about to break free.

His palms were sweating, but the action of pressing the shutter was not slow at all. Jiang Mingyuan didn't know how many pictures he had taken until the person in front turned around and asked with a smile if he had taken a good picture.

Her hair was raised, kissing her cheek, coupled with that smiling face, made people temporarily lose the ability to think.

In just a moment, Jiang Mingyuan came back to his senses, and pressed the shutter before he thought, and kept this moment, Jiang Mingyuan put down the camera and stood up straight, his movement language was not much different from before: "Okay, do you want to take a look? "

"Okay!" Cheng Huan ran over impatiently, leaning over to look at the photos.

Jiang Mingyuan stiffened imperceptibly, his body muscles tensed, and a faint scent lingered at the tip of his nose, making him feel hot. Distraught, he returned the camera to Cheng Huan, said "Look slowly", and then walked away quickly, as if a scourge was following behind.

It was the first time Cheng Huan saw him lose his composure, and she was very surprised. She stared at the man's leaving back, lowered her head and asked the little guy beside her, "What's wrong with Dad?"

Xing Xing shook his head, with a blank expression on his face: "I don't know." Dad was fine just now.

The child carefully considered the cause and effect, and finally came to a conclusion: "Dad, he is hungry!"

"I think you're hungry." Cheng Huan pinched the little guy's nose to tease him. Xing Xing wrinkled his face, shook his head and broke free from his mother's clutches, and readily admitted: "I'm hungry."

"Then let's go eat." Cheng Huan hung the camera around his neck, and walked back slowly holding Xing Xing's hand: "Let's guess where Dad went."

Jiang Mingyuan didn't go anywhere, just stayed in the villa, sitting on the sofa without looking at him, even when Cheng Huan and Xingxing came back, he just glanced at them lightly.

After such a while, Jiang Mingyuan had already calmed down. He felt that his previous behavior was a bit embarrassing, like a kid who didn't know anything, and was at a loss in front of his sweetheart.

Well, in terms of feelings, he only grew older and didn't gain any experience, just a sweetheart...

Tasting the word with the tip of his tongue, Jiang Mingyuan looked at the person the word referred to, and a strange but sweet throbbing rose in his heart.

Probably really planted.

Jiang Mingyuan raised his forehead, he didn't know how it developed like this, he knew that this person had only been together for three months, and he had less time to spend with him, and he didn't even know much about the other person's personality and preferences, so how could he be called a liking

It seems that in order to answer doubts, the scenes of getting along with him in the past appeared in front of him one after another, with the warmth and peace that he could not feel at home, making people feel comfortable and relaxed, so without knowing it, his heart was already addicted to it.

His mind was racing, but his face was calm, and he looked a little cold, but neither Xing Xing nor Cheng Huan were the ones who would be frightened by his coldness.

As soon as the child entered the house, he patrolled around to find his father, let go of his mother's hand and rushed over. He climbed onto the sofa, lay on Jiang Mingyuan's chest, and opened and closed his mouth: "Dad, are you hungry?"

"Huh?" Jiang Mingyuan came back to his senses, and reached out to touch his son's belly: "Are the stars hungry?"

"Hmm! I want to eat."

"Then let's go to eat." The emotional matter was unclear for a while, and eating is more important now, Jiang Mingyuan hugged Xingxing, got up from the sofa, and walked in front of Cheng Huan, his eyes were a little wandering: "How about eating French food tonight? "

The travel itinerary has been arranged long ago. At that time, the restaurant was only ordered because of its good taste. Now that I have made my own thoughts clear, and speaking out, it seems that I have planned something wrong.

Cheng Huan naturally had no objections.

The French restaurant on the island is opened by a real Frenchman. It is said that they once served the royal family. Cheng Huan doesn't know the authenticity of this identity, but the food made by the restaurant is quite delicious.

After dinner, several people drove back to the hotel. The car stopped a short distance from the hotel. Cheng Huan was a little puzzled. When he got closer, he found that there were many marching tents on the square in front of the hotel, and a bonfire was burning in the middle of the square. , Many people gathered around the bonfire, dancing hand in hand.

Cheng Huan was surprised: "Is this an event? Aren't they hot?"

Although the temperature dropped a lot at night, it was not to the point of warming up.

"The flame is fake, so it won't feel hot." Jiang Mingyuan explained in a low voice: "The bonfire party in the hotel is a bit interesting. You can also choose to live in a tent after the end. Would you like to take a look?"