ice emperor

Selection, entanglement, time passed by every minute and every second, the more he looked back at the list of items, the more difficult An Yi fell into to choose.

At 22:[-], just when he was "anxious and irritable", the second hand in China, which was fourteen hours ahead of Edmonton, had just skipped twelve o'clock at noon.

CCTV5, the noon sports news that is broadcast every day at a fixed time, is broadcast on time. Two hosts, one male and one female, brought a set of highlights edited by combining his long and short programs, and introduced him to thousands of households.

An Yi didn't know about this matter, and she never cared about it. Everything came naturally.As a father, An Zexian must have known about it, but he didn't bother his son with these trivial matters.

Moreover, even if he wanted to use this incident to amuse the children on a whim today, it was because the extra person on the bed in the hotel bedroom couldn't make it.Ahhh, seriously, why would he come back now?I really should go to my son and get close to the child after the wrap-up meeting.

"Hi Ann."

"Look, I miss you so much. As soon as I received the notification from Betty that you needed help, I immediately lost my job at the time and came to join you."

The jade body is horizontal, and the skin is blond.A male-female appearance, slender figure, red lips and white teeth, green-eyed beauty with a 'smile like a flower', bright golden long hair over the shoulders hanging behind the shoulders and head, lying sideways on An Zexian's bed, when An Zexian returned to the room, he found When he opened his legs, bent his knees and raised his legs, the tip of his pink tongue protruded slightly, sweeping across his lips, silently sending out a kind of colored invitation.

As for An Zexian, facing this situation, his head was as big as a fight, and he felt like dying.

He just asked his friends for help, and wanted to find a reliable and capable art coach for his son. He didn't expect that just because he missed a word, he got this "coquettish slut" in front of him.

Julian Pat, French nationality, aged forty, is obviously a man, but he has a tender face that is more beautiful than many women, and time can't let it go.

His past occupation, let alone his current occupation, as far as he knows, should be working as a choreographer in a large dance troupe.

There is no doubt about his ability, but his personality is too worrying, which makes him a little overwhelmed.

Apart from these, of course, cough cough cough, when he and this guy first met, this guy even pursued him.

"Julian, how could it be... well, well, since you have come, you must not be driven away. You can stay, no! Not by my side, but in Canada! Every year I bring My boy, go to Clark's club to train, and you can be an art director and choreographer at that time."

As he was talking, seeing the eyes of the beauty on the bed lit up, An Zexian quickly changed his words with a bulge in his temples, regardless of the other party's sad and pitiful expression, and made this face look like a peach blossom heart like a snake and a scorpion, giving birth to the wrong gender Friends, ruthlessly suppressed it.

what?

Said that he doesn't understand style, and doesn't know how to pity flowers and cherish jade?

Ha ha ha.

Who knows, who can do it, who likes it, who goes up, don't call him.

Even if he doesn't care about gender, he really can't stand a piranha-type beauty.

Ignoring all the express and hints from his friend in front of him, An Zexian calmly and strictly abided by his duty, guarding the vow he made to his wife Joanna when he got married.

Afterwards, he really couldn't stand this ambiguous suite, and when he saw Julian grab the clothes he changed when he left the room today, he twitched his cheeks when he hugged him, and dropped a sentence, "What are you doing today?" Sleep here late, I will find another place to rest myself' order, rushed out of the room, ran down the first floor, knocked on the wooden door of his son's room, and planned to squeeze with him tonight.

The door opened, and his precious son appeared in front of him. It seemed that everything was fine, but vaguely, An Zexian felt that something was wrong.

how to say?

Obviously his son had just won the men's singles championship in the World Youth Championship a few hours ago, so he should be happy, but now he looks a little depressed, irritable, and tired?

It shouldn't be!He forced the stinky boy every day and insisted on physical training for more than half a year. He was not joking.

"Dad, it's so late, you haven't slept yet?"

Opening the door and welcoming An Zexian into the room, his spirits were extremely listless, as if An Yi, who had suffered a serious blow, asked a question.

Looking at An Zexian again, he didn't speak.

After walking into the door, he grabbed his boy's shoulders and checked him in his arms.After confirming that he was not sick or that there was no problem with his body function, he breathed a sigh of relief, locked the door behind him, and pushed his son to the bedroom while pulling his clothes. When An Yi found out what he was doing, The suit jacket and tie shirt had all been taken off, and they were thrown on the sofa in the outer room.

The corners of his eyes twitched, An Yi watched silently, the macho strip show in front of him was really confusing, and he didn't bother to ask what his father wanted to do, because he hadn't recovered from the two rewards he just got. .

Let's put it this way, if the first designated low-level item, the multiverse music connector, makes sense.The mid-level props randomly rewarded by the system, the endless game creator, are just too deceitful!

Could it be that just because he took off the amulet given by Gang Ge Long Xinyuan before drawing, the system used this item that had nothing to do with his current profession to fool him?If it doesn't work, it would be good to give him some art courses.

Quite irritated, he vomited in his heart for a while. A few seconds later, An Yi watched the naked An Zexian walk into the bathroom, sighed, jumped onto the bed with his legs, buried his face in the sheet, and stretched out his right hand to the bathroom. I fumbled around the pillow for a while, and held an adult male half the size of the palm, with a boxy shape, connected to a pair of wired earphones, a small thing similar to an ipod.

Turning his head, he stared at the low-level item reward in his hand, his consciousness sank into the system information, and he reviewed the detailed descriptions of the two items again.

To be honest, these two items are not bad, but they are not what he needs most urgently.

What does he need urgently?

Art direction, action choreography, things that can help him complete the next season, two sets of programs, and the two items he got, the former is okay to say, at least somewhat useful.The latter, God knows he is a figure skater, what does he want that game editor to do, and he is not in the last world!

'Ding! '

'System prompt: The selection of low-level props for the host has been confirmed - multiverse music connector. '

'Item description: This item has unlimited energy, unlimited storage capacity, and its service life is bound to the host's life.After system modification, the music library is automatically updated at zero o'clock every day, automatically matching music works that meet the aesthetic standards of the host's current plane.Device interfaces, rules, automatically modified when necessary, without in any case inconveniencing the host. '

'Note that the music library of this item provides music, which cannot be downloaded, transferred, or recorded, and the system will not provide relevant exchanges.If the host needs it, after being thoroughly familiar with the relevant works, he can create and reappear on the plane by himself. '

'Ding! '

'System prompt: The host confirms the drawing of mid-level item rewards.The lottery is completed and the item is obtained: Endless Game Creator. '

'Item description: This item has no entity and is bound to the host's soul. When used, it will automatically create game works that conform to the host's will and wishes according to the number of points consumed.The specific creation time varies according to the type, size, and level of detail of the game. The finished product can be exported and shared. '

One, two, these are the props that An Yi harvested, and the source of An Yi's depression.

Perhaps he was too greedy, unwilling to read through more than 100 million low-level props, always thinking that there must be something better than 'ipod' in it.He always wondered if it was because he took off the amulet around his neck before the lottery draw that he got such a piece of shit that made him ecstatic in his previous life but dejected in this life.

Well, well, he knows that he is not greedy enough, if he is content and happy, he will definitely not be so depressed.However, if you know it, you know it, and you can’t help but think about it, it’s really——

"Son! Are you asleep? If you haven't slept, come and rub Dad's back."

The loud, masculine voice suddenly inserted into the melee in An Yi's mind, waking him up.

He sighed, laughed at himself, and pulled himself together.

An Yi jumped off the bed, went to the bathroom door and opened the door to enter. Just as she stood firmly on her feet, a handful of water was poured on her face and neck, and the clothes on her upper body were sticking wetly to her body.

Looking up, besides his father, who else could do this at this time?Just because he managed to sneak up on him, this immature young man stood under the shower head and smiled happily.

The entire vigorous, strong, and well-defined body was facing him, and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all being seen by his son.Obviously just got him wet a few seconds ago, but in the blink of an eye, he thought of a new idea to continue acting as a monster.He, he, he stretched out his arm and grabbed his wrist, pulled him to his side, and forced him to stand in the water.He was drenched from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, not to mention how embarrassing his image was.

"dad!"

"Hey! Son, what are you calling Dad for? Dad is listening."

The whole body is naked, and An Zexian obviously enjoys taking An Yi to his side with his hands and feet.

"Son, Dad found that you didn't seem to take a shower today?"

"How can this work? Just after the skating competition, taking a hot bath can not only relax the body, but also eliminate fatigue, and sleep well at night."

Rubbling on, directly using force to suppress An Yi's resistance, An Zexian stripped off all the clothes on his body in twos and twos, grabbed him and turned the front to observe and study for a while, nodded very satisfied, with a strange expression, Wretched, An Yi continued while blushing and dying of embarrassment.

"Not bad, not bad, it really is Lao Tzu's species, combined with your mother's foreign blood, the development potential far exceeds that of ordinary Asians. What, son, dad just remembered, it seems that since you have reached puberty and started to develop, you have never Have you ever taught physical hygiene class? Did the teacher teach you when you were in Canada? If not, would you like Dad to give you now-"

"dad!"

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