I want to eat ice cream on a snowy day

In April, the first-blooming roses climbed to the low wall, twined around the house number of the studio, and bloomed beside the logo designed by Xu Yinuo.

The four characters "Stardust Cosmos" are nestled in the dark blue linear body, shining brightly in the golden spring sun.

"Hurry up, the guests are coming!"

"OMG! It's Owen! I need to get an autograph!"

"I want your head! Hurry up and go to the registration desk!"

An Xing's brain was buzzing, and he didn't know what he did to attract a group of mosquitoes.He pressed his temples to check the dessert table, and seemed to bump into a bouquet of flowers as he stepped back, and a few small white lilies of the valley rolled to his feet.

An Xing's head hurt even more: "Who put the flowers in the middle of the road!"

The mosquitoes suddenly fell silent, and An Xing was not used to it.After a while, he came back to his senses, it was wrong, he didn't ask the flower shop to prepare lily of the valley.

A familiar voice came from behind: "Baby, congratulations."

An Xing shook his hand, and the documents and pen in his hand fell to the ground.He ignored it innocently, turned around and hugged Jiang Hanchen.

The lily of the valley hanging from the branch was squeezed and wobbled, and she was very worried that she would roll to the ground like the poor ghost before.

"Brother!" An Xing's thoughts were all on Jiang Hanchen, "Didn't you say to come later~"

"Huh~~~~~~~"

The mosquitoes started buzzing again, An Xing got used to it and remained unmoved.

Jiang Hanchen put his arms around his waist: "The meeting ended early, so I came here."

Since the marking, An Xing has become more clingy to him than before.He said it's okay to be late, but the news came every 10 minutes, lest he forget.Jiang Hanchen complained about the little sticky ghost, turned around and asked the secretary to send him the minutes of the meeting after the meeting, and left beforehand.

Each other is better than each other, and no one should say anything.

There were too many irrelevant people watching, and An Xing was too embarrassed to hug him any longer.Jiang Hanchen handed him the flowers, and squatted down to pick up documents and pens.

"Oh! Baby Star!" Owen walked towards An Xing with a large bouquet of pink roses in his hands, "I miss you so much, baby!"

An Xing took a small step back subconsciously, glanced at Jiang Hanchen whose back was stiff, and tried to wink at Owen.

Owen didn't notice at all, and after a few steps, he stuffed the flowers into An Xing's arms, and leaned over to embrace them, wanting to have a warm kiss.

The cheeks touched were not as soft and warm as before, but cold and hard.

Owen: "?"

He moved his face away, his eyes gradually focused, and his vision gradually became clearer. He saw densely packed small characters, and the content was very familiar. He had signed countless contracts of this kind.

Owen: "..."

An Xing poked out half of his face from behind the document, apologetic: "I'm sorry, my brother won't let others kiss me."

Owen rolled his eyes quite bluntly, and his eyes turned to Jiang Hanchen who was holding the document between him and An Xing.

His face was frosty, cold as a cicada.

Owen admitted that he was a little flustered, and almost rolled his eyes.

However, An Xing still couldn't let him go: "Owen, are your eyes cramping?"

Owen didn't want to talk anymore, and went to find a place to sign autographs for his little fans.

An Zhi came out of the company, and went home to pick An Shikang and Ning An together. When he arrived, the studio was already very lively.

An Shikang and Ning An entered the door to say hello to An Xing, and then went to find their son-in-law, not paying attention to kissing their youngest son at all.

An Xing could only shoot at An Zhi: "An Zhi, if you come earlier, you will still see me closing."

An Zhi took a glass of water without changing his face and heartbeat: "I brought you a few clients."

"Brother, you are so kind." An Xing put on his signature business smile, "Where are the customers?"

Anzhi hummed lightly, "on the way."

"Okay, okay, where is my sister-in-law?"

As soon as Anzhi mentioned this, he became angry, and poured down half a glass of water in one breath: "Ask your husband, if he continues to oppress the employees, I will lose my wife!"

He didn't dare to ask, neither of them could offend, An Xing could only shrink his neck and be as quiet as a chicken.

"Jiang Jingchen!"

"It's Jiang Jingchen! So handsome!"

"Who's that guy next to him?"

"It doesn't seem to be the young master of the Bai family..."

"No way...changed again?"

There was a commotion at the main entrance, An Xing put down his wine glass, and walked over with the spectators.

Standing outside the door, Jiang Jingchen was tall and long-legged, with an upright posture, and a smile that didn't reach his eyes.Beside him was a young boy who was clear and strange, holding Jiang Jingchen's arm in one hand and holding a bouquet in the other, with his eyes downcast, obediently relying on him.

An Xing turned to look at An Zhi in doubt:?

An Zhi raised his eyebrows, and said silently: Big client.

Jiang Jingchen saw An Xing at a glance, and raised his voice, "Don't invite me in?"

An Xing suppressed his doubts, and walked forward with a smile: "It's a great honor for you to come here."

"Where is it?" Jiang Jingchen motioned to the boy beside him to give flowers to An Xing, "We are all a family, so we should come to join us."

An Xing took the flowers from the blushing boy with his head bowed, and Bai Ran's annoying face kept flashing in his mind.

Jiang Hanchen was leading An Shikang and Ning An to visit the second floor, so he came down first when he heard any movement.

With just one glance, his face sank: "Brother, what are you doing here?"

Looking at the strange boy beside Jiang Jingchen, his face became even uglier: "Who is he?"

An Zhi glanced at the increasing number of people around him, and calmly stopped Jiang Hanchen: "Go in and talk."

An Xing took them to his office.

As soon as the lock is locked, the noise is isolated from the outside, and the needle drop can be heard in the room for a while.

An Xing greeted embarrassingly: "Everyone sit down wherever you want."

Nobody moved.

Jiang Jingchen absently played with the hands of the boys beside him, while Jiang Hanchen stared at them coldly.

An Xing glared at An Zhi: You did a good job!

An Zhi stared back without guilt: It's not for you!

An Xing let out a deep breath, and put on a business smile again: "Brother, sit down and talk?"

"That's good." Jiang Jingchen sat back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and hooked his fingers at the boy who was still standing and didn't dare to sit, "Sit down."

Jiang Hanchen looked at Jiang Jingchen's arms around the boy's waist, and frowned even tighter.

An Xing hurriedly pulled him to sit down opposite.

An Zhi, who was ignored by no one, stretched out his suit and sat on the other side of An Xing.

Another awkward silence.

"Brother," An Xing could only break the embarrassment again, "Isn't it just to congratulate me this time?"

"Smart." Jiang Jingchen kneaded the boy's waist back and forth without any concealment, but what he said was serious, "There is a newcomer in the company who is going to shoot a magazine, and the cafe is too small to fit in Stellar An Gao Ding, isn't An Zhi suggesting that I come to you."

An Xing understood it now, but still had some doubts: "With Jiang's financial resources, since he can ascend to Fengfeng, he can naturally buy high-quality goods."

"Hey, you don't know your brother, you are very stubborn." Jiang Jingchen moved his hand back again, and An Xing saw the boy's face turn red quickly, "This newcomer is also to be praised by the company, and it can't pass Ji's Bar?"

"So, you want us to design a Dengfeng dress for this gentleman?"

Jiang Jingchen raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and looked at An Zhi: "Your brother is smarter than I thought."

An Zhi was noncommittal.

Jiang Jingchen withdrew the troublesome hands behind him and straightened his tie: "How? The theme of this shooting and his temperament are quite in line with the style of your studio. You also need to expand your popularity, right? The company has always been generous in promoting newcomers. This time...you saw it too, just more and no less."

The door-to-door business is naturally not for nothing, it's just...

An Xing quietly glanced at Jiang Hanchen who had been silent since entering the door.

Jiang Jingchen also followed his gaze to look at Jiang Hanchen, and then back at An Xing, his eyes were full of ridicule: "Why, it depends on your husband's face when talking about business?"

Jiang Hanchen was enraged: "Be careful what you say."

"Oh?" Jiang Jingchen smiled instead of anger, "It's just a joke."

"I advise you not to make such low-level jokes. I love Xing Xing very much, and I will not interfere with any of his work because of personal emotions, let alone cuddle with so-called newcomers outside his back behind his back."

"Ha." Jiang Jingchen didn't seem to mind Jiang Hanchen's accusations, and leaned into the boy's ear briskly, "What a loving couple, isn't it?"

Jiang Hanchen's words rolled on his lips for a few rounds, but he finally couldn't help it: "Don't embarrass Bai Ran."

"Oh, you don't know?" Jiang Jingchen seemed surprised, "We have dissolved our marriage not long ago, so it's embarrassing."

The three people on the opposite side were all taken aback.

Jiang Hanchen leaned forward and said urgently, "What! Why?"

"Go and ask him." Jiang Jingchen lost his interest, and began to knead the boy's thigh again, "Isn't he your good friend?"

As if he was afraid that the three people on the opposite side would not understand what he meant, Jiang Jingchen deliberately bit the word "good friend" very hard, and winked at An Xing after speaking.

An Xing's eyebrows twitched, and he looked at Jiang Hanchen suddenly.

The anger and dodge in Jiang Hanchen's eyes were fleeting, but An Xing happened to catch him.

His heart sank.

The author has something to say: Bai Ran: Hi, everybody!I'm here to make trouble ^_-☆