The Villainess Female Supporting Character with a Bun

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The place he was referring to was the roller coaster, which was huge and hovered together. The highest point was nearly 100 meters.

Naturally, it was impossible for the two adults to let the little guy play such an exciting game. Xing Xing talked all the way, and resorted to the method of tears, but it didn't work.

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

This game is called Star Wars, and the gameplay is very simple, just sit on the gaming chair, control the steering wheel and laser gun to shoot little monsters.

Xing Xing was really interested in this. After he went up, he never stopped talking and even played background music for his actions. It’s just that he has short hands, technical rubbish, and can’t even control the steering wheel. Quasi-little monster.

The little guy played several times and didn't get a single point. He was beaten badly.

Jiang Mingyuan wanted to show off in front of his son, so he volunteered to play a two-person game with him. Xingxing didn't want to play with him. In the eyes of the little guy, he was just an unfamiliar uncle. He wanted to be with his mother, but Cheng Huan was really not interested in this kind of game, and he clearly refused, so the little guy gave up and reluctantly followed Jiang Mingyuan up.

With Jiang Mingyuan joining, Xingxing's score began to rise steadily. Jiang Mingyuan found the skill after playing it twice, and the laser gun was aimed at it. Xingxing had completely forgotten the previous displeasure. He stood up, jumped up and down on the chair, clapped his hands together, and yelled of.

Xing Xing would never enjoy playing this game, Jiang Mingyuan asked to do it again and again, and Jiang Mingyuan never refused. When Cheng Huan urged them down below, the little guy's voice became hoarse.

Jiang Mingyuan was controlling the direction and fighting little monsters, so he didn't take a break, and now his hands were limp, but he was in a good mood, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Among the three, Cheng Huan was the only one with a calm face. Seeing the two coming down, she took Xing Xing's schoolbag and told them to go out.

Mom, let's go fight little monsters again. Xing Xing was holding hands, but was still unwilling to leave: It's fun to fight little monsters.

No. Cheng Huan refused, and walked out of the building with Xing Xing. Compared with the inside, the air outside is much fresher. Cheng Huan took a deep breath and asked his son, Shall we go eat?

Xing Xing was crazy and hungry, he patted his stomach, and nodded to Cheng Huan: Mom, go eat.

This was throwing Jiang Mingyuan aside again.

Jiang Mingyuan was also a little helpless about the little guy's behavior of forgetting 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 tastes good. Would you like to eat?

Cheng Huan nodded irresponsibly: It's up to you.

In general tourist places, the food has the same characteristic-it is expensive.

It's the same here, the food that doesn't cost more than one thousand outside sells for three or four thousand here, and the taste is just that good. Anyway, Xing Xing is not satisfied with what he eats, saying that it is not as delicious as his mother's cooking.

After eating, Jiang Mingyuan went to pay the bill, Cheng Huan took Xingxing out first, walked outside the restaurant, she looked back at the signboard of this store.

Do you want to open a shop here? Jiang Mingyuan asked her after paying the money.

The two basically didn't communicate, and Cheng Huan didn't expect him to talk to him, so he shook his head after a while.

I'll just take a look.

She didn't make a name for herself in her first store, and she thought it was too far away.

The afternoon time was still spent in the playground, and a few people went out until the park was about to close.

After playing for a whole day, the relationship between Xing Xing and Jiang Mingyuan also improved by leaps and bounds. They called each other uncle so sweetly. When Jiang Mingyuan sent them home, the little guy kept waving his little hands to say goodbye.

Then he turned to her and asked, Mom, shall we still play tomorrow?

No. Cheng Huan resolutely refused. She has poor balance, and many facilities in the playground will rotate. After playing for a while, she feels very uncomfortable, dizzy and nauseated.

She turned and went home, and the little guy was still talking about how fun the playground was. Cheng Huan pretended he couldn't hear it, and endured it until the meal was ready, and then gagged Xing Xing's mouth.

In the evening, after Cheng Huan bathed Xingxing, put him to bed, and told a story to lull him to sleep, she went to take a bath by herself, and received a message when she was about to go to sleep.

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

【Thanks. 】

Cheng Huan raised her eyebrows, a little bewildered, she didn't reply, she threw the phone aside, went to bed and turned off the lights.

The next day Jiang Mingyuan came again. This time he didn't go to the playground, but took him to the shopping mall. When he came back, he brought several large bags of toys.

Seeing the toys brought up by others and piled up on the sofa, Cheng Huan frowned and said not to spoil the child like this.

It's okay. Jiang Mingyuan didn't seem to care: As long as he likes it.

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

Xingxing was still wandering in the ocean of toys, but suddenly those things were confiscated by his mother, he couldn't react, he looked up blankly at the big bags stuffed on the cabinet.

Cheng Huan stuffed his stuff, came down and clapped his hands, glanced at Xing Xing, turned his head and left.

The little guy was still in a daze. He stayed in the study for a long time before coming out against the wall. Cheng Huan was busy in the kitchen. Xing Xing came over and hugged her leg: Mom!

En. Cheng Huan responded, and his hands kept moving.

She thought that Xing Xing was about to cry and beg for toys, so she felt a little annoyed.

Xing Xing asked: Mom, are you angry?

Children are very sensitive, who can tell who likes him and who doesn't like him at a glance, Cheng Huan's attitude is a little cold today, in the eyes of the little boy, it means Mom doesn't like him anymore.

Hearing this, the movements of Cheng Huan's hands stopped.

She put down the kitchen knife in her hand and looked down at the stars. The little guy's eyes were wide open, full of fear.

scared him...

Cheng Huan sighed inwardly, a little regretful, she bent down and hugged him and patted him: Mom is a little angry.

Why? Xingxing didn't understand.

Cheng Huan took him out, and the mother and son sat cross-legged on the sofa face to face, she sighed: Mom is indeed a little angry, does Xingxing know why?

The little guy looked at him, picked at the sofa leather with his fingers, and felt that his mother's unhappiness must have something to do with him.

Cheng Huan seized his luck, and asked in a slow tone as much as possible: Baby, why did you ask others to buy so many toys today?

Xing Xing's face was blank: Uncle gave it.

With his appearance like this, he obviously didn't think there was anything wrong with accepting things from others.

It's also not enough to teach, Cheng Huan thought, and said to him: But it's wrong to do so.

Why? Xing Xing didn't quite understand.

It's definitely not a problem to accept a gift from his father, the key is that Xing Xing doesn't know that this person is his father.

Cheng Huan stared at him, and could only reason patiently, saying that it was wrong to just ask someone for something.

She was afraid that the little guy would develop a habit of reaching out to people, and she was also afraid that in the future, if someone gave him something, he would be able to trick him away. Cheng Huan talked for a long time, his mouth was dry, and the little guy nodded half-understanding: I see, mom will buy me toys from now on.

After he finished speaking, he leaned over to stick to each other again, and whispered, Mom, I don't want to throw away those toys.

He picked them one by one.

Only this time, in the future, Uncle Jiang can keep the things you buy, but you can't know about other people's things? Cheng Huan said this reluctantly, always feeling that the back molars were itchy.

Xing Xing nodded and said he knew.

Cheng Huan didn't intend to let the little guy remember it once, so she decided to mention it a few more times in the future. She went back to the kitchen to cook, and when the meal was ready and served, she remembered something, took her mobile phone and sent it to another person. messages.

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

Jiang Mingyuan took his son to the shopping mall and went back to work overtime. For a person like him, weekends do not exist. When Cheng Huan sent a message, he was about to go to dinner. When he heard the vibration, he picked up his phone and looked at what the man said It made him a little confused.

In Jiang Mingyuan's perception, he didn't buy many things for Xing Xing today. He has several cousins ​​who also have children, and each little guy has a large toy room where all kinds of toys can't fit.

Jiang Mingyuan didn't want his son to be less than others. When he saw that his son liked it, he would definitely buy it. He thought so, but he didn't say so. Jiang Mingyuan thought that he would be a father for the first time, and there should be many who were not in place. There must be a reason for Mom to say that, so I just listened to it.

After sending the message, Cheng Huan didn't care about it. After eating, he glanced at his phone and saw the two words that the person replied, and then curled his lips, not sure if he was satisfied.

At night, the mother and son were lying on the bed chatting, Xing Xing grabbed her clothes and suddenly asked, Mom, do you like amusement parks?

Why do you think of this thing again now, and still want to play?

Cheng Huan thought about it, and gently reminded him: You have class tomorrow.

Xing Xing turned over and faced him, with a serious look on his childish face: Why doesn't Mom like amusement parks?

Cheng Huan was helpless, how did he decide: I don't like it.

Mom is lying. Xing Xing said firmly, You just don't like it.

All right……

Cheng Huan didn't argue with him, she patted the little guy's back, hummed a lullaby, and finally put the child to sleep.

Xingxing fell asleep, and Cheng Huan remembered what he said just now. The little guy thought that she didn't like the amusement park. It must be because her attitude was too obvious. Looking back now, she was really out of shape yesterday.