I want to eat ice cream on a snowy day

An Xing lived at home eating and drinking, but he felt empty in his heart. He didn't know if he missed the flowers in the small courtyard of Qingpan Villa, or the people who came home from the fragrance of flowers every evening.

"Xing Xing, get up, I'll take you to work first." There was no movement at the door, but An Zhi knocked on the door again, "Get up."

The curtains covered most of the morning light, and the dark bedroom was breathing heavily, and the blanket on the big bed was covered with a big bag, which was shaking irregularly.

"Hmm..." An Xing bit the pillow towel, knelt down in the blanket and rubbed impatiently, the heat in his body continued to surge, but the little guy in his stomach was not satisfied, pushing him to the edge of release from time to time Slapped back again, "Oh!"

There was constant knocking on the door, and An Xing's emotions and body could not be relieved, and he began to gradually become restless.He stretched out a lotus-like arm from the blanket to reach for the mobile phone on the bedside table, trying to make An Zhi stop knocking.

The mobile phone was not within reach, but the innocent desk lamp was swept away.

The heavy desk lamp rolled down on the handmade carpet that was not very sound-absorbing in spring and summer, leaving a muffled hum.

An Xing withdrew his hand in shock, and the knock on the door stopped abruptly in the next second.

"Stars?" An Zhi, who heard the movement, was keenly aware of the abnormality the moment he pushed the door open. The overly sweet and creamy aroma of ice cream quickly engulfed his consciousness along the crack of the door, forcing him to stop and close the door, stumbling down. Stairs, "Mom! Mom!"

"Well, the meeting in the morning has been postponed, time..." An Zhi put on his earphones, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Ning An and An Xing who were going downstairs one after the other, and quickly ended the call, "Let's discuss again, Bye."

An Xing's face has returned to normal, but there is still a suspicious blush on his cheeks.He sneaked a glance at An Zhi, before he could meet his eyes, he quickly lowered his eyes, and after a while, the tails of his eyes flicked to him again, showing a very shy look.

An Zhi: "..." What are you doing?

Ning An and An Xing moved to the sofa and sat down. The two of them played riddles that An Zhi didn't know in front of An Zhi. Mouth is so annoying” psychological process.

There must be something hidden in the cover-up, An Zhi frowned: "Speak directly if you have something to say."

"...That," Ning An couldn't resist An Xing's pitiful little eyes, and said hesitantly, "It's Xixi, is it possible, sometimes, I want to..."

An Zhi frowned even tighter: "Why are you talking about Xixi?"

"Uh...when you're not with Sisi, what if his...and yours..."

"Mom, stop for a moment." An Zhi patiently raised the wall, and his sharp eyes glanced at An Xing, "Say it yourself."

Ning An breathed a sigh of relief visibly.

An Xing swallowed nervously.

An Zhi raised his chin: "Say."

An Xing shuddered, subconsciously straightening his back, closing his eyes and thinking, and decided to break the jar: "Brother! Help me go to Qingpan to steal some Jiang Hanchen's clothes!"

An Zhi: "......" Stealing something?

Wait a minute, my dignified president wants to steal something?

No, Anzhi's gradually lost sanity came back a little bit, and he pressed his eyebrows stiffly: "What does this have to do with Xixi?"

The atmosphere is still relatively harmonious, and the tone is relatively gentle, An Xing opened his eyes with confidence, and explained to Anzhi in every possible way: "Brother, when Xixi can't see you, won't you want your things to relieve that? ?”

If Anzhi still doesn't understand what "that what" is, his physiology teacher should switch to a physical education teacher.

He adjusted his sitting posture without showing any trace, and coughed slightly artificially.

Before he finished deliberating his words, An Xing's eyes widened suddenly: "No way, no way, brother, you haven't taken Xixi down yet, have you?!"

Anzhi: "......" Want to hit someone.

The fire of gossip in the eyes of the two people on the opposite side was burning, and it was about to burn Anzhi into ashes. He decided to fight back: "Whoever wants to go, I won't go anyway."

"Brother!" An Xing rushed to An Zhi's side like a rocket, rubbed his shoulders, squeezed his back and beat his legs, "My good brother~ you can do me this favor~"

"Yeah Zhizi baby, our weak and helpless omegas are really pitiful..." Ning An wiped away tears that didn't exist, "Oh, you might not know it yet, when you mark your own Omega will understand..."

An Zhi choked on his chest, unable to go up or down, so angry that he began to say anything: "It's not your husband's fault! If he can make Xixi work less overtime, I won't stay alone in the empty room every day!"

For a while, no one spoke, An Zhi's angry lingering voice echoed in the living room, Ning An cautiously glanced at An Xing beside him.

An Xing's head was about to be buried in his chest, his long eyelashes suppressed his emotions, and he remained silent for a long time.

After a long time, An Zhi started to fidget, and An Xing finally opened his mouth: "...He will not be my husband soon. Brother, I don't want to be like this, but the baby needs him."

"Go, go, I'll go right away!" An Zhi immediately answered, "What do you want? Can you make a list for me?"

An Zhi, who was standing outside the door of Qingpan Villa, vaguely felt like a pervert breaking into a private house, and this vague awareness reached its peak when he opened the door of the cloakroom.

He stood on the spot and thought about it for a long time. Which link went wrong?Why do you have to come here by yourself?Isn't it good to find an assistant?If it's not worth a phone call, Jiang Hanchen will send it over?Why is he rummaging through his brother-in-law's clothes while waiting for the meeting all morning like the CEO?

It's so damn close-fitting!Anzhi slammed the panty drawer angrily.

After finally finishing his psychological training, An Zhi opened the drawer again, picked up a few with his eyes closed and threw them into a bag aside, seeing what he saw was his last stubbornness.

"An... hold?"

An Zhi, who grew up as the eldest son of An and the heir of the StellaAn Group, has never been so speechless.

Auditory hallucinations must be auditory hallucinations.

"What are you... doing with my panties?"

Dreaming, must be dreaming.

An Zhi is like an old part that has been in disrepair for a long time, and when he turns his neck, he can still hear the creaking mechanical sound.

After finally turning to the right angle, he saw Jiang Hanchen behind him who was even more speechless than him.

hallucination, must be hallucination.

An Zhi creaked and turned back, picked up the bag and got up to run.

Unexpectedly, after squatting for too long, his legs became numb, and he accidentally fell backwards, bumping into Jiang Hanchen's chest.The impact of an adult alpha cannot be underestimated, Jiang Hanchen couldn't help but groan.

This time, Anzhi couldn't hold the garlic cloves at all. He straightened up and straightened his coat, and looked at Jiang Hanchen expressionlessly.

Jiang Hanchen's eyes stayed on the bag of clothes for a moment, and after he realized it, bitterness came to his throat: "Xing Xinghe..."

"Stop." An Zhi didn't want to listen to his nonsense, "No comment, I'm leaving now."

"Can I see him?" Jiang Hanchen grabbed An Zhi's wrist like a driftwood, "Just one look, I don't worry about him now, I..."

"Jiang Hanchen." An Zhi pulled his hand away impatiently, "Why, do you think that Xingxing needs your things, which means he also needs you? You are too high on yourself."

"no......"

"These," An Zhi slightly raised the bag in his hand, snorted lightly, "it's just what the child needs. Don't worry, we won't bother you when the child is stable."

Jiang Hanchen shook his head almost eagerly, with a request in his words: "Anzhi, listen to me, it's not like this..."

An Zhi's eyes glanced indifferently over his slightly messy forehead hair, the stubble that hadn't been repaired in time, the wrinkled shirt and the black bruise that hadn't slept for a long time, suppressing the sympathy and worry that disgusted him, Turning a blind eye and striding out.

"I need him! An Zhi!" Jiang Hanchen was thinking about An Xing like crazy, and there was nowhere to vent his longing for An Xing and endless regret. He howled loudly, like an animal that had lost its mind, but quickly recovered. Muttering to himself, "I need him, I really miss him."

An Zhi paused, then continued to walk out as if nothing had happened, leaving only his faint sentence in the air: "You deserve it."

作者有话要说：感谢安星悲伤之余还来扎你哥的心。感谢在2021-01-1321:21:19~2021-01-1821:53:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Mouhao;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!