I want to eat ice cream on a snowy day

"Anzhi?"

"Well, are you busy?"

"No, I'm at home." After a pause, he asked again, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Hanchen's voice seemed a little deep, but he was always serious, so An Zhi didn't think much about it.

"It's nothing." The first time he did this kind of thing, An Zhi touched his nose embarrassedly, "I remember you are still single, right?"

I don't know if it was an auditory hallucination, but Jiang Hanchen's voice seemed to freeze a few degrees: "...um."

An Zhi wanted to back off, but when he closed his eyes, he could only see the eyes of his little ancestor who was waiting to be fed, so he could only bite the bullet and continue: "I know a male omega, 22 years old, who is about to graduate, good-looking, and good-natured, do you want to?" see you?"

There was silence for a while, until An Zhi thought he had hung up before he spoke: "...your brother?"

An Zhi choked for a moment: "...how do you know?"

"You mentioned to me that the information is correct, and," Jiang Hanchen's tone was rarely teased, "Who can let Mr. An speak up and be a matchmaker?"

"Don't bury me. If my mother didn't urge me to see it anymore, I wouldn't take this job."

Jiang Hanchen chuckled lightly.

"Okay, I'm here on mother's order to ask if you're interested in seeing each other? Say yes first, don't force it."

Jiang Hanchen seemed to be playing with something, knocking on the table top and bottom, making a clicking sound.

After a while, the knocking sound stopped abruptly, and his smiling voice came through the receiver, a little ethereal: "Okay, see you."

When An Zhi went downstairs, An Xing was watching TV seriously, and he didn't look sideways until he sat down.Ning An leaned closer: "How is it?"

An Zhi glanced at An Xing.

An Xing looked back casually: "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing." An Zhi straightened his cuffs and raised his legs, "I mentioned something to him."

An Xing moved his butt.

An Zhi pretended not to see it: "He said it's okay to meet..."

"Anything is fine! I am the defending champion of our school's omega leaderboard!"

Ning An echoed: "That's right, our Xingxing Babe inherited all my good genes, and my appearance is really nothing to say."

An Shikang couldn't hold back a laugh.

An Xing and Ning An turned to look at him angrily.

An Shikang quickly raised his hands to show his surrender: "...I second the proposal."

Anzhi immediately learned his lesson and suppressed his laughter: "He is not a bad parent."

An Xing is not calm anymore: "Brother! Do you not love me? You speak for an outsider!"

"What outsider?" An Zhi raised his eyebrows lazily, "Maybe he will be my brother-in-law in the future."

An Xing's face flushed red, and his hands were a set of pink kitty fists.

"Okay, okay," An Zhi grabbed his hand to keep him from moving, "Tomorrow at seven o'clock in the evening, I will come back at 06:30 to pick you up to the restaurant."

An Xing froze for a moment, grabbed his hand out, got up and went upstairs.

Ning An called him from behind: "Baby, what are you doing?"

"Apply mask!"

There was a burst of laughter from downstairs.

An Xing slammed the door loudly.

On the second night, An Zhi deliberately returned home half an hour earlier.

Going upstairs to see, the little ancestor was indeed still wearing pajamas, with his hips crossed, inspecting the five sets of clothes on the bed, frowning tightly.

An Zhi looked at Ning An: "What's wrong with him?"

Ning An sat on the edge of the bed and waved his hands weakly.

An Xing turned his head and saw An Zhi, his eyes lit up: "Brother! You came just in time!"

An Zhixin said that I just came here on a whim.

An Xing dragged him to the bed, and introduced him to the five sets of clothes on the bed in turn: "Contestant No. [-], fresh and fresh on campus; Contestant No. [-], cute little sweetheart; Contestant No. [-], little British gentleman; Contestant No. [-], hip-hop kid ;No. [-] contestant, retro young master."

After the introduction, An Xing blinked and looked at him with big eyes.

There are only four words in An Zhi's mind: deceptive behavior.

An Xing waited for a long time, and felt that he should be more straightforward: "Which one is better?"

Anzhi: "...It's all okay."

An Xing pursed her lips, a little unhappy: "Then... what does brother Hanchen usually like to wear?"

So you call me brother? !A nameless jealousy arose in An Zhi's heart, and he even wanted An Xing to go to sleep.

An Xing tugged at his cuff: "Brother? What's wrong with you?"

"Huh?" An Zhi snapped back to his senses, "Oh, Han Chen is just like me, usually wearing a suit."

"You guys really have no sense of fashion, don't you get tired of wearing suits every day?"

Anzhi lying on the gun inexplicably: "...needed by work."

"Okay..." An Xing sat down on the blanket beside the bed, resting his chin in his hand with a tangled face, "Then what should I wear?"

Anzhi glanced at his watch, it was [-]:[-].

"You look good in anything," An Zhi casually picked up the nearest No. [-] contestant, "Just this one, you're sure to be tender."

An Xing glanced up and down at the white sweater, khaki trousers and horn-buttoned coat in his hand, and changed his hand to support his chin: "I'm already tender, will this make me look too small?"

"...You don't understand, alphas like small ones, the smaller the better."

Ning An and An Xing stared at him with strange expressions.

An Zhi felt uncomfortable when he saw it: "Are you going to change it or not! Don't go if you haven't changed it in 10 minutes."

An Xing dubiously took the clothes and went to the cloakroom.

An Xing has been good-looking since he was a child, white and tender. When he was a child, An Zhi always felt that he had a younger sister.When I grow up, I still have that baby face, with crooked eyes when I smile, a small canine protruding on one side, and a small dimple on the other.

This kind of student-like attire suits him very well. The fluffy turtleneck sweater is fluffy and fluffy, and half of his face is buried in it when he shrinks his chin. He looks very obedient and rua, so An Zhi rubbed it with his hands.

An Xing hurriedly looked in the mirror: "My hairstyle!"

Anzhi rubbed again.

An Xing was so angry that he almost jumped up: "Mom! Take care of him!"

An Zhi withdrew his hands contentedly: "Hurry up, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Before leaving, Ning An and An Xing were still chattering in the hallway.

"Star baby! Come on! I like you!"

"Good mom! I'll bring you a son back!"

Ning An wiped away tears (not yet): "My baby is getting married soon..."

An Xing stepped forward to hold his hand: "I will come back to see you often!"

An Zhi couldn't bear it anymore, and went out with An Xing.

At ten minutes before seven o'clock, An Zhi parked the car opposite the restaurant, glanced at An Xing who was still frantically looking in the mirror: "Do you really need me to accompany you?"

"No, no, no! How embarrassing it is to have someone accompany you on a blind date at such an age!"

An Zhi didn't want to complain that he looked like a minor: "Then I'll wait for you in the parking lot, and send me a message when you're done."

An Xing checked his hairstyle for the last time, and closed the mirror with satisfaction: "No, we'll be late, just let brother Hanchen take me home."

Anzhi: "..."

The younger brother on a blind date poured out the water.

"...Okay," An Zhi endured, "Go home early, before it's too late."

An Xing was about to get off the car: "I know, I know, I'm leaving!"

A roar came from behind: "Hold me a little more, do you hear me?"

An Xing had already disappeared in a flash.

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