I want to eat ice cream on a snowy day

After making an appointment for the next pregnancy test, An Xing and Jiang Hanchen were sent out by the doctor who was still smiling after all the vicissitudes.

Jiang Hanchen settled down An Xing, and walked back to the driver's seat: "Baby, what do you want to eat?"

"This..." An Xing held the B-ultrasound sheet, his mood was still up and down, and he stared at the two black spots the size of fruit cores and muttered to himself.

"...Baby," a hand came across the sky, snatched away the innocent fruit core, and broke An Xing's meditation, "You can't eat children."

An Xing choked, for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was a cold humor or a real reminder.

"Brother, pinch me." The seat belt was pulled halfway, a white and tender arm lay across Jiang Hanchen's eyes, and An Xing's soft voice was next to his ear, "Let me see if I'm dreaming."

Jiang Hanchen sneered, and the seat belt that hadn't been fastened bounced back again. He pulled the arm that had thrown itself into the net, untied the binding that restrained the prey, and enclosed the long-coveted prey into his territory.

After some entanglement, An Xing lay on Jiang Hanchen's body and panted heavily.

His big hands caressed his sensitive waist, covering his soft buttocks and kneading wantonly, Jiang Hanchen bit his earlobe and smiled lowly: "Do you still feel like you are dreaming?"

An Xing dared not speak.Just because Jiang Hanchen can resist not wanting him doesn't mean he can resist not wanting him.

"Okay," Jiang Hanchen patted his butt, "sit over."

An Xing was like a little quail, nodding obediently, crawling back obediently, and fastening his seat belt obediently.

Successfully harvested a loving touch from the owner.

When you take it back, you will get a bullet head: "Baby, what do you want to eat?"

An Xing exclaimed and covered his forehead, staring at him angrily with big eyes: "Barbecue! I want to eat barbecue!"

The car drove out of the parking lot, and the April spring was bright. Jiang Hanchen reached out to cover An Xing's eyes: "No, it's too greasy."

An Xing blinked, his slender eyelashes swept across Jiang Hanchen's palm, tickling his heart.

Just when he was about to take back his hand, An Xing held him back, and was tightly squeezed by two small hands: "Brother, go eat hot pot, I haven't eaten for a long time."

Jiang Hanchen let him hold it: "No, you can't eat spicy food."

"Pizza?"

"No, it's not nutritious."

“Fried Chicken Fried Chicken!”

"No, don't deep fry."

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work either." An Xing angrily shook off Jiang Hanchen's hand, "I'm going on a hunger strike!"

Jiang Hanchen forcibly interlocked his fingers with his backhand: "That's even worse, even if you are not hungry, the child still needs to absorb nutrition."

"What are you talking about, don't reverse the priority..." Can't eat anything, and can't move his hands, An Xing's nose is sour, and tears roll down, "It doesn't matter what I like to eat, it's all for the children woo woo woo..."

Jiang Hanchen opened his mouth helplessly, unable to refute for a moment.

Quickly sorting and screening the best items in his mind, Jiang Hanchen squeezed An Xing's hand: "Hot pot! Baby, shall we go eat hot pot?"

An Xing wiped away his tears, slid down the back of the chair, and said "hmm" when he saw it was good.

"Baby," seeing An Xing's mood improved, Jiang Hanchen shook his hand, "How about we eat clear soup pot?"

An Xing pursed his mouth.

"Yuanyang! Is it okay to eat hot pot? Too spicy is really bad for your health, baby."

An Xing turned his face away, looked at the beautiful spring scenery outside the car window and bent his eyes, but his mouth was still very firm: "Okay then."

Jiang Hanchen could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The mandarin duck pot that reached the mouth finally flew away, and was replaced by pepper pork belly chicken by coercion and lure.

An Xing's mouth was pouted, and he ignored Jiang Hanchen on the way home.

Jiang Hanchen poked his swollen face funnyly: "It's not good? The baby drank three big bowls."

An Xing, unable to refute the facts, chose to remain silent.

Jiang Hanchen continued to poke: "May Wang Ma make boiled fish for you tonight?"

Boiled fish?An Xing put down his half-raised hand, and glanced at Jiang Hanchen who was poking happily: "The red one, the spicy one?"

"Of course." Jiang Hanchen withdrew his hand and drove into the gate of Qingpan Villa, "When did my brother lie to you?"

An Xing, who had been cheated for less than an hour, smiled and said nothing.

Jiang Hanchen turned the corner and spoke vigorously to himself: "Take a nap and have a good rest at home in the afternoon."

The noon sun made the car warm, An Xing rubbed his stomach and yawned lazily.

"So good." Jiang Hanchen couldn't hold back, and reached out to rub An Xing's head again, "I'll go to the company, and I'll be back soon."

An Xing perfunctorily hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,, eye looks around with sleepy eyes after eating satiated

pity.

You never know which will come first, the next second or your rival in love.

An Xing sat up straight, squinting his eyes to look at the unexpected guest at his door.

Wearing an off-white cotton suit, wearing a watch, and having her hairstyle done, she looks beautiful and looks like a pine and cypress, eye-catching and delicate in the soft light and shadow.

It is natural.

An Xing's sleepy man ran away all of a sudden, and couldn't take a nap.

......day.

Also specially dressed.

An Xing swept Bairan three times from head to toe, and then looked down at the sweater he grabbed casually when he went out.

...lost.

The weather was still sunny outside, but it was raining in An Xing's heart.

Jiang Hanchen's first reaction was to hold An Xing's hand: "Baby, listen to me."

An Xing didn't want to hear it.

As soon as the car stopped, An Xing got out of the car before Jiang Hanchen opened the door.

Jiang Hanchen, who was worried that something might happen to An Xing, got out of the car in a hurry, and saw An Xing beside the car and Bai Ran at the front of the car... staring wide-eyed.

Seeing Jiang Hanchen, Bai Ran's frozen face instantly melted, and he strode towards him: "Hanchen!"

Halfway through, An Xing blocked him: "What are you doing here?"

Bai Ran rolled his eyes and wanted to go around him, but An Xing refused to let him, so anxious that Bai Ran pushed him.

"Baby!" Jiang Hanchen rushed up to support An Xing who was shaking, "Is there something wrong?"

An Xing took advantage of the situation and leaned on his shoulder, raised his hand to touch his forehead and said, "I'm so dizzy..."

"Don't spitting blood!" Bai Ran was like a mirror in his heart, this guy was just pretending, "I just touched you lightly!"

"It's so hot and noisy." An Xing squeezed a wink at Bai Ran through his fingers, "Brother, I'm uncomfortable..."

Seeing it, Jiang Hanchen suppressed a smile, picked up An Xing and walked into the courtyard: "Okay, let's go back and rest."

"Hanchen! I, I want to talk to you..." For so many years, Jiang Hanchen has always been responsive to him, and he has never been rejected like this. "I haven't been able to eat or sleep well recently, and I've been thinking about you all the time. .”

An Xing felt like throwing up again, with such an aggrieved tone, those who didn't know it thought what was wrong with Jiang Hanchen.

"You said...we are best friends." An Xing, who was huddled in Jiang Hanchen's arms, couldn't see Bairan, he could only hear him chattering endlessly. The mosquitoes in his studio are still annoying, "So many years of friendship, don't they count?"

Jiang Hanchen paused.

An Xing's heart tightened.

After a while, Jiang Hanchen continued to walk in, leaving Bai Ran a sentence: "Wait for me."

"Yeah!" On changing his face, An Xing felt ashamed when he saw Bairan today, "I'll wait for you right here!"

Jiang Hanchen carried An Xing to the bedroom, changed into his pajamas, and stuffed him under the quilt.

An Xing was no longer sleepy, Ren Jiang Hanchen fiddled with him, revealing a pair of big watery eyes and blinking.

"Baby," Jiang Hanchen leaned over, pressing his thin lips against his restless eyelashes, "I'll be back soon."

"Hmph." An Xing shrank into the bed and rolled aside, and a muffled voice came out, "Don't come back!"

Jiang Hanchen patted the tangled children helplessly: "Be good, baby, as soon as you open your eyes, I'll be back."

The sound of closing the door was very soft, An Xing waited for a few seconds with his ears pricked up, and then poked his head out from under the quilt.

Hmph, my brother is a liar, I opened my eyes, but he hasn't come back yet.

Jiang Hanchen stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking back unexpectedly.

The gauze curtain in the bedroom on the second floor was shaking, and the color of the pajamas that flashed by was still changed by myself.

Jiang Hanchen couldn't bear to let the kid think wildly.

"Han Chen?" Bai Ran waved his hands in front of his eyes with a smile, "Where are you going?"

Jiang Hanchen withdrew his gaze and suppressed his expression: "Get in the car."

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