I want to eat ice cream on a snowy day

Silence returned to the office.

The air was burning between the breaths of the three people with different thoughts, and a single spark could explode the entire building.

"Eh..." Mu Ziyan looked at An Xing who was silent, then at Bai Ran who was silent, and touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, "That..."

Bai Ran's eyes moved, and he glanced over coldly: "Can you go out first?"

"Ah this..."

An Xing sank into the back of the chair, stroking his lower abdomen very tenderly, his eyes didn't know where to focus: "Mr. Mu, please close the door."

"Ah good."

It's obviously a movie of three people, but he can't have a name.Mu Ziyan glared at Bai Ran who didn't know who came first, first came first, and retreated aggrievedly, and thoughtfully left a gap in the door.

The atmosphere between the two was a bit strange, and Mu Ziyan was not at ease.

"Tell me," An Xing's eyelashes trembled slightly, "what do you want from me?"

Bai Ran unceremoniously sat in Mu Ziyan's position just now, with his chin raised slightly, his expression arrogant: "The cold dust is mine."

"Heh." An Xing almost laughed out of anger, he looked up at the guy opposite who didn't understand the situation, "Sorry, we're already married."

"So what." Beauty is always self-confident, and Bai Ran is no exception, "Jiang Hanchen has liked me for so many years, how could he have moved on so quickly."

The logic is very self-consistent, An Xing nodded in agreement: "So, you already knew?"

Bai Ran's mouth held an inevitable smile: "Yes."

An Xing snorted coldly: "But you married Jiang Jingchen."

"I was forced!" There was a moment of hatred in Bai Ran's eyes, and he was suppressed again, "I don't love him at all."

"Oh..." An Xing tapped on the armrest of the seat boredly, "Then who knows if your love for Jiang Hanchen is forced?"

Bai Ran dodged An Xing's inquiry unnaturally, and quickly raised his voice to argue: "So what if it is, so what if it is not."

An Xing didn't want to talk to him, so he clenched the handrail and leaned forward, slamming every word: "He is not a dog in your eyes, he will come when he is called, and he will leave when he is called."

"Really?" Bai Ran leaned closer to him with his chin in his hand, the corners of his mouth made An Xing feel nauseous, "Then why do you force a dog to change the perfume he doesn't like?"

The eyebrows twitched uncontrollably, An Xing said in a calm voice, "What?"

"Ah..." Bai Ran smiled innocently, and was justly surprised, "Don't you know?"

In the breath, the light leather smell of the seat has been overwhelmed by the smell of the mountain forest.

A wave of familiar vegetation lingered on the tip of An Xing's nose, clear and alienated.Competing to drill in, trying to melt into flesh and blood and replace his sweet pheromone.

An Xing clenched his collar tightly, holding his breath so that his cheeks were flushed, and his stomach was overwhelmed.

The all-pervasive vast forest, followed the roots and fiddled with An Xing's heart that sank into the ground.Without the coverage of Jiang Hanchen's ice and snow pheromones, the overly pure fragrance of vegetation and soil rustled in the mountain wind, disturbing An Xing's mind.

He feels sick.

An Xing was lying on the desk in pain, sweat beaded on the back of his hand, and he pressed his colic belly with one hand, and the undigested breakfast kept pouring up his throat.

"It's you......"

Bai Ran continued to release pheromones unconsciously, and raised his eyebrows triumphantly: "Yes, this is the smell of my pheromones, you should know it best."

He was right, An Xing couldn't be more clear.

At that time, they were still on the island, melting each other's taste into each other's body for the first time.

They leaned together, happy and satisfied.

He said, "The smell of the mountains and forests used to be very good."

Jiang Hanchen said, "That's perfume."

Jiang Hanchen said, "How about changing the bottle of perfume?"

He agreed, but what else did he say, as if he was tricking Jiang Hanchen into using the perfume he picked out.

If he remembered correctly, they had already obtained the certificate at that time.

Didn't it mean that pregnant women have a bad memory? Why does he have to remember everything about Jiang Hanchen so clearly?

The door was kicked open, hit the wall and bounced back.Mu Ziyan, who was separated by a corridor, was scratching at the wall, restraining the heat in his body with his white nails, staring at the door in front of him as it opened and closed.

"Baby!"

The deafening sound made An Xing's ears move. He had lost his senses and felt dizzy.He struggled in the void of nothingness until he crashed into an embrace, and the familiar body temperature and smell promptly soothed his anxiety and pain.

"Baby, it's okay, baby." Sweat broke out on Jiang Hanchen's forehead, and a few strands of hair hung down in front of his eyes. He kept kneading the back of An Xing's neck and kissed his sweaty temples, "Don't be afraid, baby, it's okay. good......"

Bai Ran opened his mouth slightly and was nailed in place.He had already grasped Jiang Hanchen's schedule, he should have a meeting at the other end of the city now.

Bai Ran, who unknowingly released more pheromones because of unconscious fear, was completely ignored. He stared at Jiang Hanchen's care and love as if no one else was around, and his inner shock was no less than he knew that Jiang Hanchen chose a flash marriage after he got engaged.

He firmly believed that Jiang Hanchen chose a random person to marry because he couldn't let him go.

So he didn't care about Jiang Hanchen's warning.

So he sneered at the little favor An Xing got.

As long as he hooks his fingers, Jiang Hanchen will be his.

It has been like this for so many years, and it is impossible to change overnight.

impossible.

"Han Chen..." Bai Ran muttered, "Han Chen, why do you..."

The words were cut off by Jiang Hanchen's look.

He was trying his best to endure the temptation of omega pheromone, his eyes were red, his breathing was heavy, the veins on his neck and forearms were bulging, and the eyes looking at Bai Ran were indeed clear and dark.

Bai Ran couldn't help shrinking back.

"The perfume you gave me," Jiang Hanchen opened his mouth, only to realize that his voice was hoarse as if he had been roughed. He stared at Bai Ran's familiar, pure appearance of being responsive to it, as if he was staring down at a stranger. "Is it the smell of your pheromone?"

Bai Ran rolled his eyes indiscriminately, his throat felt dry: "Don't you like it very much..."

Jiang Hanchen's dark eyes pressed on Bai Ran's body unreservedly, piercing his flesh and blood like a substance: "I warned you, Bai Ran."

"I, I know, so I didn't bother you, Han Chen, I just want An Xing to help me design..."

An Xing in his arms trembled violently, holding his neckline and breathing heavily with his mouth open.

Jiang Hanchen's heart was twisted like a knife, he was at a loss, his voice and hands were shaking: "Get lost."

"Cold dust..."

"No, you stay here," Jiang Hanchen carefully picked up An Xing, and walked out without a pause, "Give me back your pheromone in heat, and don't let me smell you any more."

The door was kicked open and closed due to inertia.

Bai Ran stayed there slumped, restraining his pheromones.

He stared blankly at the place where An Xing had been sitting, and his first thought after a long time was that he seemed to have no chance, how should he explain to the Bai family and his father.

"Hey." Bai Ran didn't know who was laughing, the more he laughed, the louder he was, and finally he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Grass! Are you sick?" Mo Keke didn't understand the cause and effect, he only knew that An Xing's condition was very bad, and angrily wanted to get rid of Xing's harm, but when he entered the door, he saw that the idiot was still laughing, and he couldn't be more angry Type it out.

"Fuck, are you really sick? I warn you! Xing Xing is pregnant! Even if something small happens, I will never let you go!"

Bai Ran stopped suddenly: "Is he pregnant?"

"What the hell do you want to do?" Mo Keke felt like a traitor who betrayed information, "I'm warning you, don't give me any wrong thoughts! I take both black and white! The Anjia is not good!" I will let you go! I, Brother Jiang, will not let you go!"

Bai Ran seemed ignorant, and it took him a long time to utter a word softly: "It's good."

The author has something to say: Jiang Jingchen's pheromone smells like fire and smoke, and the compatibility with Bai Ran's pheromone is -100.