I want to eat ice cream on a snowy day

There is no course schedule for the second semester of senior year, and the school has given them enough time and resources to prepare for graduation.

Bi She was not too difficult for An Xing, and he began to prepare his own studio.

He rented a two-story building, decorated in a simple and atmospheric Nordic style, with log furniture and beige wall paint, very clean and bright.

On the first floor, there are floor-to-ceiling windows facing south, and outside the window is an osmanthus tree that is accumulating fragrance.When there is sufficient sunlight, it will overflow from the dense branches of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and sprinkle mottledly on the warm wooden floor.

It is very warm, making people look forward to the sunshine with the fragrance of osmanthus in autumn.

More importantly, the small building is very close to the school and home, which is convenient for him to recruit people and return home on time.

The name of the studio, An Xing, has long been thought out, and the person who designs the logo also has his own heart.

Little Xingxing: Are you there?

One promise five hundred: 1

Little Xingxing: Come alive!

Yinuowubai: Here I come!Like the stars!

Yinuowubai: I'm about to die of poverty, and all my private money will be handed over to your husbandTT

An Xing stared at the word "your husband" for a minute, then continued to send messages to Xu Yinuo.

Little Xingxing: My studio needs to design a logo, and I leave it to you!

Little Xingxing: I like you.jpg

Little Xingxing: Party A is easy to talk, the price is up to you!

Yinuowubai: I can't

little stars:?

little stars:? ? ?

Little Xingxing: Nono!You are number one in your established major!You can't do me?

Yinuowubai: All the logos I designed for idols were rejected, I have shadows.

An Xing choked.

Before the launch of "Cosmic Dust", it collected logo manuscripts from the whole network.Excitedly, Xu Yinuo didn't sleep much for half a month, and spent all night sending out electricity for love, and finally sent out five drafts for the competition.

The beginning of the story is wonderful, the ending is very bleak.

Although the final winner was a senior designer in the industry, and the design work was beyond reproach, Xu Yinuo was still very sad. Every time he started the game, he had to stare at those four words for five seconds.

Little Xingxing: You have a shadow on your idol, can't you push me in too?

Yinuowubai: You are a group of TT

Cry ass.

An Xing's cheeks bulged, and he decided to adopt a soft policy.

Xiao Xingxing: At that time, you were just a freshman who knew nothing, but now you are an experienced graphic designer.

Little Xingxing: Today is different from the past. Wherever you fall, you have to stand up.

One Promise, Five Hundred: Makes sense ORZ

Yinuo Wubai: Then can you help me ask the idol for any new games that need to design logos?

Yinuowubai: I can!

Little Xingxing: ...OK, let me ask for you.

Little Xingxing: You first made my studio logo!

Yinuowubai: Okay, okay, no problem!

One Promise Five Hundred: Send me the information when the time comes XD

Little Xingxing: How much is your order, should I pay you half of the deposit first?

One Promise, Five Hundred: Little idea, no money XD

An Xing wants to say that his brother will settle the score, and the money that should be given will be returned...

Yinuowubai: The equipment your husband gave me is enough for ten of your logos. XD

...An Xing choked up even more, and deleted the words that he hadn't finished typing.

Little Xingxing: Good, what a da!

After the matter is completed, I will go to my brother to get some equipment and send it off.

A major matter was solved without spending a penny. An Xing was in a good mood, sitting on the bay window in the living room, basking in the sun and shaking his legs, and clicked on the chat box with Mo Keke.

Little Xingxing: Are you there?

"Xing Xing, eat some fruit first, there is still a while before lunch."

An Xing put down his phone, took the fruit plate from Wang Ma's hand and put it on his lap, forked a piece of apple and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes narrowed because of the sweetness: "Got it, Wang Ma!"

"Go up and put on a coat?" An Xing was only wearing thin white cotton home clothes, Wang Ma looked cold, "Mr. is going to talk about you again when he comes back."

"It's not cold, the temperature in the room is just right." The phone rang, and An Xing put down his silver fork, and went to chat intently.

Wang Ma looked back three times at every step, feeling sad in her heart, the child would not listen to anyone except her husband.

Absolutely not: no

Little Xingxing: Coco~Think about it~

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Little Star: No one is more suitable than you TT

Little Star: Cocoa Big Beauty TT

An Xing has been persuading Mo Keke for several days.The studio will definitely run out of skills, and he needs a design director.For An Xing, Mo Keke, who knows everything and has strong professional ability, is indeed the most suitable choice.

Mo Keke has already received offers from several big companies, but he hasn't made it clear where he will go. An Xing wants to fight for it again.

Don't do it: If you praise me for being useful, why do you need RMB?

Little Xingxing: I will give you dividends!

Don't do it: Little Xingxing, I don't want the clothes I made to be tied up.

Little Xingxing: I give you absolute freedom!

Little Star: There are also the best fabric merchants and garment factories!

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Little Star: Really!I can share StellarAn's resources.

Nevermind: Huh?

Do not: how to say?

Little Xingxing: I can't tell here, are you free this afternoon?

Never: Yes, see you at the hicafe at [-]:[-] pm.

Little Xingxing: Good!

There is hope if you are willing to talk, An Xing is still very confident in himself.

After solving another major matter, An Xing briskly jumped up to the bay window and sat cross-legged on the soft cushion.Instead of using a fork, I picked up the grapes one by one with my hands and ate them, quietly admiring the sultry garden outside the window, where the cold and cold spring intermingle with the spring scenery.

"drop."

As soon as the elevator door opened, Jiang Hanchen was thrown into his arms by An Xing.The outdoor chill still lingered on the coat, making An Xing shrank his neck in the cold, but he refused to let go of his hands.

Jiang Hanchen had no choice but to awkwardly take off his coat and put it on his arms, picked up An Xingtuo with one hand, and walked into the house.

The person in his arms was warm and soft, but Jiang Hanchen still frowned: "Why are you so disobedient and wear so little?"

The shirt was stained with Jiang Hanchen's body temperature, An Xing put his face on his shoulder in satisfaction, trying to get away with it: "Brother, am I good or not, I will wait for you in the elevator when I heard the garage door open~"

Jiang Hanchen handed the overcoat to Wang Ma, and walked upstairs to the bedroom with him in his arms.

"Brother..." An Xing twisted guiltily, trying to break free, "I'm not cold..."

"Don't move around." Jiang Hanchen patted his buttocks with his palm. The home pants were too thin to share the pain, and An Xing shrank into his arms obediently.

A year passed, and Jiang Hanchen cured his picky eater with half coercion and half sex, and An Xing was raised white and tender.

But the flesh growing on An Xing's body was like Jiang Hanchen's undercover agent, it perfectly catered to his preferences, and it grew all over his little butt.A slap is like the waves of the blue sea, swaying non-stop, pure and slutty.

After living together, Jiang Hanchen didn't even find an excuse to punish him, and he might have his pants stripped at any time.

"Oh! Isn't that my coat? I sure remember I had it on?"

Jiang Hanchen was so teased by An Xing's outspoken nonsense that he almost failed, coughed and managed to stabilize himself, and patted his buttocks: "Go down and get dressed for you."

An Xing kicked off his slippers, knelt down on the bed obediently, and waited with his face up for Jiang Hanchen to put on a milky white knitted coat like a baby.

As soon as he was dressed, An Xing couldn't wait to wrap around Jiang Hanchen's waist.Like a sticky cotton candy, it was soft when poked and tasted sweet, which made Jiang Hanchen reluctant to lose his temper with him.

I could only open my arms again: "Let's go baby, let's eat."

The marshmallow fell into her arms, with a soft aroma: "Yeah!"

Jiang Hanchen carried him downstairs, tilted his head and kissed his face: "Have you done your homework today?"

"Ah..." An Xing, who was concentrating on playing with the second button of Jiang Hanchen's shirt, shook his hands, "Brother...I'm going out this afternoon, and I've made an appointment with Mo Keke to talk about the studio. "

"Well, will it be long?"

An Xing couldn't figure out what it meant: "Ah...probably not, I will come back for dinner."

"Okay, then take it with you before you go out." Jiang Hanchen carried him to the dining table, his face looked as usual as if he was discussing today's weather and tomorrow's menu, "I'll come back to check before dinner."

Only An Xing, who knew the correct answer, was beating like a drum, blushing like blood, sneakily glanced at Wang Ma who was busy in the kitchen, holding Jiang Hanchen's belt buckle and discussing cautiously: "No, brother ... will be found."

"You can hold the remote control by yourself. If you don't turn it on, you won't be found." Jiang Hanchen glanced at his slender fingers on the belt, which were a little white due to tension.

The extreme black and white made Jiang Hanchen couldn't help but recall the little red plums that fell on An Xingxue's white buttocks.

It seems that slender wrists are also suitable for it.

Jiang Hanchen leaned over, leaned on the back of his chair, leaned against his desk, and restrained An Xing silently: "Or, the baby likes to wait until I come back?"

Sure enough, in front of Jiang Hanchen, An Xing would never go against his first choice: "No, no, I want to take it myself."

"Good baby."

Jiang Hanchen kissed his cheek, which was burned up to the ear bone, and was chased by An Xing to get a kiss that moistened his lips.

The author has something to say: I can write a hundred episodes every day^_?☆