Cheng Huan denied it: "Obviously you want to come back."
"You've seen it all." The man laughed even more cheerfully, and after speaking, he leaned closer, sucking and rubbing his lips.
He bit harder, Cheng Huan snorted softly, pushed the man away, panting: "It's not obvious."
Although she doesn't know how to play, Cheng Huan probably knows the rules of mahjong. She only saw it after two rounds. Although the man seemed serious, he was actually not prepared to win at all. The needs of others are sent upwards.
That's why she found it more and more boring the more she watched it, so she found an excuse to come back early.
It's just that she didn't understand one thing. Cheng Huan was in the man's arms, wondering: "Why deliberately lose money to others?"
"It's convenient." Jiang Mingyuan didn't intend to waste such a good time on other things. After speaking, he hugged him horizontally, hesitated for a moment between the second bedroom and the guest bedroom, and chose the door on the right to open it.
The room was dark without turning on the lights. The man was familiar with the furnishings here, and he had no intention of turning on the lights. He went around the screen, put the man on the bed, pressed the man down and continued to kiss, from the corner of his lips to his chin, and then along the He kissed her neck carefully, and finally took a bite on her collarbone.
He breathed heavily, raised his head with his arms on his sides: "Shall I take a shower?"
It felt so good to be kissed by someone, Cheng Huan was actually a little distraught, but when he heard this, he suddenly woke up.
In fact, she didn't reject the further relationship between the two, but after all, she had no experience before, and when she thought of what might happen, she was so ashamed that she wanted to find a hole in the ground and burrow into it, and she couldn't utter the word "good".
The night became the best protective color, covering her flushed face and moist eyes. Jiang Mingyuan didn't hear an answer for a long time after asking, thinking that she was unwilling, he gradually felt a little disappointed.
He was so angry that he needed to vent his anger, but the bottom line was still there. He would not do anything against the wishes of the target. In the end, he just pinched the slender waist under his palm and bit the man's shoulder a few times. Venting his anger, he forced himself to get up and leave.
"I'm going back."
"Yeah." Cheng Huan bit his lip and hummed. Because of what happened just now, the sound was short and nasal. It was very attractive in the dark night, and it almost made the man next to the bed want to be human.
…
In the end nothing happened that night.
The next day was the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the sound of firecrackers rang outside just after the early morning, and the noise continued from the early morning until dawn.
Cheng Huan couldn't sleep for some reason in the first half of the night, and was disturbed by the sound of firecrackers in the second half of the night, so he couldn't sleep well.
Not only her, but the other two in the family didn't get a good night's sleep either. Jiang Mingyuan looked okay, but his eyes were a little dark; Xing Xing was woken up many times a night, and he was still angry when he got up, and his little mouth was pouted. Lao Gao kept talking about how he hated firecrackers and wanted to sleep, so he closed his eyes while talking.
The two adults on the side were also helpless, if it was normal, it would be fine, if they couldn't sleep well, they would just make up for it. But this New Year's Day, if you want to pay New Year's greetings to your elders, you can't go too late.
"Let him sleep for a while, and call him when he goes out." Jiang Mingyuan put a blanket on the large mahogany chair in the living room, hugged Xing Xing and lay it down, and covered him with another blanket. After finishing these, he dragged Cheng Huan to the restaurant: "Let's go eat."
Cheng Huan hurriedly grabbed him: "I haven't done it yet."
She didn't sleep well last night, she didn't get up much earlier than the other two in the morning, and she hasn't been in the kitchen yet.
"I know." Jiang Mingyuan clasped his fingers with her and said, "It's a custom that women don't do housework on the first day of the new year."
He brought him into the dining room, sat down at the dining table, and smiled from the corner of his eyes: "So I'll cook this meal."
Cheng Huan was a little worried: "Will you?"
"It should be fine." The man said as he walked into the kitchen, and specifically told her not to look back.
"Okay." Cheng Huan replied with a smile, then took out the phone from his pocket, turned on the front camera, and changed the angle to see what the man was doing.
It's a pity that there is a barrier between the dining room and the kitchen, no matter how she looks for the angle, she can only see the generous back of the man, and nothing else.
Cheng Huan tried a few angles, but she couldn't see the reason and gave up. She pointed the phone at her and pulled it away, including the back in the kitchen, looking at the same frame on the screen and muttering: "It seems good?"
Then press capture to let the camera record the moment.
After finishing the candid work, Cheng Huan put away his phone with a guilty conscience, put his hands on his knees, and waited for breakfast without looking sideways.
The man had been busy in the kitchen for a long time before the sound of fire came from the kitchen, and not long after that, a scent wafted in the air. Cheng Huan took a breath of some sweet air, and had a guess about what the man made.
The aroma didn't last long, and the fire was turned off. After a while, the man came out with a bowl of food.
It was a bowl of glutinous rice balls.
The glutinous rice balls are white, tender, and round, squeezed and soaked in the soup, with a few wolfberries sandwiched in the middle for decoration, and they look pretty good.
"Come and have a taste, how about it?" Jiang Mingyuan put down the bowl, looking forward to it.
Under his gaze, Cheng Huan scooped up a glutinous rice ball with a spoon, bit off half of it, and the salty soup inside flowed out.
This is a mincemeat.
The stuffing is well seasoned, moderately salty and not greasy. Although it is not first-class, it is definitely not bad. Cheng Huan was surprised after taking the first bite. If she hadn't been outside all the time, she would have wondered if Jiang Mingyuan had found a helper!
She stared at the man with burning eyes, finished the remaining half of the glutinous rice balls, then nodded and gave a thumbs up: "Very good."
Seeing that she agreed, the man was obviously relieved, the corners of his tight lips relaxed, he went into the kitchen and filled a bowl for himself, sat next to Cheng Huan and said, "Just as long as you like it."
Tangyuan has the meaning of roundness and fullness, and people here will eat this on the first day of the Lunar New Year. When Jiang's father was around, he cooked the glutinous rice balls on the first day of every year, but his craftsmanship was really not very good, and he failed to cook the glutinous rice balls several times. A large pot of glutinous rice balls can only be divided between the father and son, and they often suffer from indigestion for a whole day after eating.
Later, Jiang's father died, and their family's glutinous rice balls were made by servants. It's just a different person, and the glutinous rice balls that originally meant reunion and consummation seemed to have lost that meaning. Jiang Mingyuan no longer expected it, and never ate it again.
This time bringing Cheng Huan and Xing Xing back for the New Year, Jiang Mingyuan thought of this again. He checked a lot of information in advance, and secretly tried many times, wasting an unknown amount of raw materials, and only then did he feel satisfied with the taste.
After eating the glutinous rice balls, Cheng Huan went to wash the dishes, changed his clothes after they were done, put the gifts needed for New Year's greetings into the trunk, woke up the stars again, and the family went out for a hundred years.
Jiang Mingyuan actually has quite a lot of elders, but his uncle has stopped moving because of the previous incident, and the rest of the relationship is estranged, so he doesn't need to go, so this time, the only ones they really want to visit are the grandpa and his How many children.
When they went, the parrot Dongdong was still hanging on the porch, this time it knew Xing Xing, and when it saw him, it called: "Little handsome boy, come and play."
Xing Xing greeted him happily, holding a box of gifts with both hands, and said to his good friend: "I'm going to pay a New Year's greeting to my great-grandpa, and I'll come play with you later."
The parrot couldn't understand again, so it flew to Xingxing's shoulder and smiled "hehehe" at him. Xingxing put the gift box on the ground, reached out and stroked the parrot's fur, and said regretfully, "I can't play with you now."
"Touch again."
"Oh." Xingxing touched it twice again: "I really have to go."
"Little handsome boy, come and play."
…
One person, one bird, chicken and duck talked, and they were delayed at the door for a long time, and finally another wave of New Year greetings came to the door, which interrupted the "lingering" of this person and one bird.
The person here is the granddaughter of the great grandfather. She is in her 40s. She works as a university professor. It is reasonable to say that her career is very noble, but because this big family is in business, people are usually measured by money. They think that a university professor I can't make much money, so I don't pay much attention to it, either I am too lazy to talk to her, or I complain in front of her how much money I have made.
The cousin doesn't seem to care much about her situation at home, and she rarely posts when others ignore her, and her family is happy.
She walked in with her husband and children, and when she saw the scene in front of the door, she smiled a little more, and said hello to Jiang Mingyuan: "Cousin, you are here too, happy Chinese New Year."
"Happy New Year." Jiang Mingyuan replied with a smile. He didn't have any friendship with this cousin, but he didn't have any ill feelings. After saying hello, he patted the stars and asked him to call someone.
Xing Xing finally looked away from the parrot and shouted at the people in front of him one by one. If he didn't touch it, the parrot flew away to play by himself. Xingxing looked up reluctantly, picked up the gift box on the ground again, followed his father, entered the door with his aunt's house, and paid New Year's greetings to his great-grandpa.
The old man's house was extremely lively.
He is older and senior, and there are more than a dozen households of his own children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren, let alone people like Jiang Mingyuan.
The old man will be in the living room. When they entered, there was an eight or nine-year-old child kowtowing to him for the new year. He pulled the little guy up with a smile on his face, and took out a red envelope from his arms with unsteady hands , patted the child on the head and said to study hard.
Xing Xing's eyes lit up when he saw the red envelope. Yesterday, he was taken out by his sister to play for a few hours. The little guy has fully realized the benefits of money. He didn't need anyone to urge him, so he happily ran to his grandpa and knelt down in front of his grandpa. I followed what my parents taught me before, saying I wish my great-grandpa a happy New Year, a healthy and long life.
He moved too fast, and Jiang Mingyuan and Cheng Huan followed after he finished speaking. Both of them were a little speechless to Xingxing's performance. They looked at each other, put the things on their hands together, and put on a forced smile to greet the New Year.