I want to eat ice cream on a snowy day
Chapter 8
The engagement day came as promised.
At 07:30 in the morning, Jiang Hanchen was waiting at the entrance of Anjia Villa in advance, and they had to go to the StellarAn headquarters to try on the modified dresses.
Unexpectedly, the sharp-eyed Ning An found out and warmly invited him in for a sit-down.
An Shikang and An Zhi were not at home, Ning An poured him tea, pulled him to sit on the sofa, looked left, right, up and down, and finally smiled.
Jiang Hanchen inexplicably has a strange feeling that "the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she looks at her, the more she likes her".
"Our Xing Xing has a bad temper, and we have caused you trouble a lot, haven't we?"
Jiang Hanchen couldn't quite understand the "bad temper" in Ning An's mouth, and subconsciously denied it: "No, An Xing is very good."
Ning An smiled without saying a word.
Jiang Hanchen chatted with Ning An for a while, but An Xing hadn't come down yet.
Ning An muttered: "This guy doesn't know what he's dawdling about, why don't I remind him?"
Jiang Hanchen smiled: "It's okay, Uncle, we're not in a hurry."
"Oh." Ning An rolled his eyes and suddenly changed his mind, "Why don't you go and have a look?"
Jiang Hanchen wanted to refuse: "It's not very convenient."
Ning An seemed very satisfied with his proposal, and kept trying to persuade Jiang Hanchen.
"What's the inconvenience? Xingxing has been dawdling since he was a child. I think he only listens to you."
Jiang Hanchen's inner OS: Why didn't I know that An Xing listened to me.
"Go ahead, don't you wonder what the Xingxing room looks like?"
Jiang Hanchen's inner OS: Actually, I'm really not curious.
"Hey, we're all in love, why are you so embarrassed?"
Jiang Hanchen's inner OS: ...How can you tell that I'm embarrassed?
"Go quickly, uncle knows you really want to go, don't worry about me, I'm very open-minded."
Jiang Hanchen: "......"
Having said all this, Jiang Hanchen could only bite the bullet and went upstairs under Ning An's overly enthusiastic gaze.
Going up the long spiral staircase, you will see the open living room.
The weather is fine today, a few rays of sunlight have already slipped from the clouds, through the clean floor-to-ceiling windows, lying lazily on the warm wooden floor.
There are closed doors on the left and right, but it is easy to distinguish An Xing's room.
Jiang Hanchen seemed to be amused, and walked a few steps to the door with the words "Stars light up, knock on something".
The round font, each small tick is habitually added with a stroke to remove the edges and corners, just like the small dimple and canine to An Xing, more arrogance and less indifference.
So just right, clever and innocent.
Jiang Hanchen raised his hand to knock on the door, but as soon as his knuckles touched it, a crack opened.
The door was not closed properly.
Jiang Hanchen wanted to knock on the door again, but for some reason he gave up the idea when he raised his eyes.
An Xing was changing clothes.
He was facing away from Jiang Hanchen, taking off his fluffy nightgown.A small portion of the white and tender back of the neck was exposed to the air, and then more and more, passing through the smooth lines of the straight shoulders and neck, extending to the round shoulders.
Jiang Hanchen thought of his similarly mellow characters inappropriately, they were all very cute.
After wandering in the universe for a while, reason finally returned to the brain.Jiang Hanchen knocked on the door in time.
"Mom, don't rush me!"
An Xing was still trying to take off his nightgown, Jiang Hanchen hurriedly called him: "An Xing, it's me."
Only when I opened my mouth did I realize that my throat was a little hoarse, probably because I drank too much tea.
An Xing paused, quickly put on his nightgown, and rushed towards Jiang Hanchen.Jiang Hanchen pushed the door open in time so that An Xing would have enough space not to be hit.
"Brother! Why are you here!"
Jiang Hanchen didn't respond to An Xing's overflowing joy, because he was going through something that made him feel dazed.
An Xing threw himself into his arms and hugged him.
After Mom and Xiaoxiao passed away, they never received a hug again.
An Xing hugged his waist, the soft nightgown covered his body temperature and touched his skin through the thin shirt, which was warmer than expected.
An Xing raised his head, his lips were baked pink by the heating, his bright eyes blinked, and there was a special kind of tenderness in the sunlight at eight o'clock in the morning.
Warm and soft, like a cat.
Jiang Hanchen involuntarily reached out his hand to touch his crystal clear eyeballs, but he was scratched a few times by the flickering long eyelashes, making it a little itchy.
Seeing that he didn't speak, An Xing thought Jiang Hanchen was angry, and puffed his cheeks in embarrassment: "Brother, are you in a hurry? I'll be fine soon!"
Jiang Hanchen changed his route temporarily with his fingertips, and poked An Xing's chubby face: "It's okay, take your time."
An Xing smiled and took his hand: "Then you come in."
An Xing's room is large, but it doesn't feel empty.
The air is filled with a sweet but not greasy milk fragrance, which should be the smell of aromatherapy.
This reminded Jiang Hanchen of the first time they met, the dessert An Xing ate tasted very similar to this.
There are bookcases on the entire wall, but the books are not kept inside.They are randomly thrown on the desk, on the window sill, on the sofa, on the coffee table, on the bed, on the bedside table, and even on the carpet.
The bed is huge and the bedding is colorful.
Jiang Hanchen carefully walked over the books and blueprints all over the floor, and came to the bedside.
...oh, that's a bunch of clothes.
It's normal for children not to clean up.
Jiang Hanchen thought.
An Xing seemed to have noticed this too. He sneakily moved to the small sofa by the window, fumbled for the book on the sofa with his hands behind his back, and then sneakily moved to the side coffee table, trying to put the book on it.
The process was laborious and the results were not satisfactory.
The book gave up on the way to the coffee table and fell to the floor with a clatter.
An Xing: "..."
It was so embarrassing that An Xing didn't even dare to lift his head.
"Let me do it," Jiang Hanchen wanted to laugh but held back, he walked to An Xing and picked up the book, "You change slowly, I'll go out and wait for you."
"No, no, no," An Xing shook his head, wanting Jiang Hanchen to sit on the sofa, "Brother, wait for me here, I'll go to the cloakroom to change."
An Xing was too eager and didn't hold back his strength. While pushing Jiang Hanchen, he was also unsteady and leaned forward.
Jiang Hanchen went to help him, but he was unaware of the sudden thrust from his chest.
They fell onto the sofa together.
The book in his hand fell to the floor again, and no one picked it up this time.
The two were silent for a moment.
Jiang Hanchen's body was covered with snow from the clear mountains and forests, as if the sky and the ground were covered in an instant, alienated and cold.
But An Xing feels hot. He likes winter, cold, snow, and everything that won't melt the ice cream.
He likes Jiang Hanchen.
The increasingly mellow sweetness of milk lured heavy snow to fall, An Xing's eyes were blushing, his mouth was slightly open and he gasped for breath, rubbing against Jiang Hanchen's body impatiently.
It's as attractive as a kitten.
Jiang Hanchen was a little out of control. He finally realized that the delicious milk fragrance was not dessert or aromatherapy, but An Xing's pheromone.
To make matters worse, An Xing's pheromone is not ordinary milk, nor ordinary ice cream, but milk ice cream.
Snow-white milk, deposited and congealed ice cream.
Deposited ice and snow, milk ice cream.
The soul resonance of flesh and blood.
He fits 100% best partner.
作者有话要说:宁安:本场MVP。感谢在2020-10-2321:52:32~2020-10-2521:05:40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: it is difficult to catch 10 bottles in a lonely boat;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
At 07:30 in the morning, Jiang Hanchen was waiting at the entrance of Anjia Villa in advance, and they had to go to the StellarAn headquarters to try on the modified dresses.
Unexpectedly, the sharp-eyed Ning An found out and warmly invited him in for a sit-down.
An Shikang and An Zhi were not at home, Ning An poured him tea, pulled him to sit on the sofa, looked left, right, up and down, and finally smiled.
Jiang Hanchen inexplicably has a strange feeling that "the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she looks at her, the more she likes her".
"Our Xing Xing has a bad temper, and we have caused you trouble a lot, haven't we?"
Jiang Hanchen couldn't quite understand the "bad temper" in Ning An's mouth, and subconsciously denied it: "No, An Xing is very good."
Ning An smiled without saying a word.
Jiang Hanchen chatted with Ning An for a while, but An Xing hadn't come down yet.
Ning An muttered: "This guy doesn't know what he's dawdling about, why don't I remind him?"
Jiang Hanchen smiled: "It's okay, Uncle, we're not in a hurry."
"Oh." Ning An rolled his eyes and suddenly changed his mind, "Why don't you go and have a look?"
Jiang Hanchen wanted to refuse: "It's not very convenient."
Ning An seemed very satisfied with his proposal, and kept trying to persuade Jiang Hanchen.
"What's the inconvenience? Xingxing has been dawdling since he was a child. I think he only listens to you."
Jiang Hanchen's inner OS: Why didn't I know that An Xing listened to me.
"Go ahead, don't you wonder what the Xingxing room looks like?"
Jiang Hanchen's inner OS: Actually, I'm really not curious.
"Hey, we're all in love, why are you so embarrassed?"
Jiang Hanchen's inner OS: ...How can you tell that I'm embarrassed?
"Go quickly, uncle knows you really want to go, don't worry about me, I'm very open-minded."
Jiang Hanchen: "......"
Having said all this, Jiang Hanchen could only bite the bullet and went upstairs under Ning An's overly enthusiastic gaze.
Going up the long spiral staircase, you will see the open living room.
The weather is fine today, a few rays of sunlight have already slipped from the clouds, through the clean floor-to-ceiling windows, lying lazily on the warm wooden floor.
There are closed doors on the left and right, but it is easy to distinguish An Xing's room.
Jiang Hanchen seemed to be amused, and walked a few steps to the door with the words "Stars light up, knock on something".
The round font, each small tick is habitually added with a stroke to remove the edges and corners, just like the small dimple and canine to An Xing, more arrogance and less indifference.
So just right, clever and innocent.
Jiang Hanchen raised his hand to knock on the door, but as soon as his knuckles touched it, a crack opened.
The door was not closed properly.
Jiang Hanchen wanted to knock on the door again, but for some reason he gave up the idea when he raised his eyes.
An Xing was changing clothes.
He was facing away from Jiang Hanchen, taking off his fluffy nightgown.A small portion of the white and tender back of the neck was exposed to the air, and then more and more, passing through the smooth lines of the straight shoulders and neck, extending to the round shoulders.
Jiang Hanchen thought of his similarly mellow characters inappropriately, they were all very cute.
After wandering in the universe for a while, reason finally returned to the brain.Jiang Hanchen knocked on the door in time.
"Mom, don't rush me!"
An Xing was still trying to take off his nightgown, Jiang Hanchen hurriedly called him: "An Xing, it's me."
Only when I opened my mouth did I realize that my throat was a little hoarse, probably because I drank too much tea.
An Xing paused, quickly put on his nightgown, and rushed towards Jiang Hanchen.Jiang Hanchen pushed the door open in time so that An Xing would have enough space not to be hit.
"Brother! Why are you here!"
Jiang Hanchen didn't respond to An Xing's overflowing joy, because he was going through something that made him feel dazed.
An Xing threw himself into his arms and hugged him.
After Mom and Xiaoxiao passed away, they never received a hug again.
An Xing hugged his waist, the soft nightgown covered his body temperature and touched his skin through the thin shirt, which was warmer than expected.
An Xing raised his head, his lips were baked pink by the heating, his bright eyes blinked, and there was a special kind of tenderness in the sunlight at eight o'clock in the morning.
Warm and soft, like a cat.
Jiang Hanchen involuntarily reached out his hand to touch his crystal clear eyeballs, but he was scratched a few times by the flickering long eyelashes, making it a little itchy.
Seeing that he didn't speak, An Xing thought Jiang Hanchen was angry, and puffed his cheeks in embarrassment: "Brother, are you in a hurry? I'll be fine soon!"
Jiang Hanchen changed his route temporarily with his fingertips, and poked An Xing's chubby face: "It's okay, take your time."
An Xing smiled and took his hand: "Then you come in."
An Xing's room is large, but it doesn't feel empty.
The air is filled with a sweet but not greasy milk fragrance, which should be the smell of aromatherapy.
This reminded Jiang Hanchen of the first time they met, the dessert An Xing ate tasted very similar to this.
There are bookcases on the entire wall, but the books are not kept inside.They are randomly thrown on the desk, on the window sill, on the sofa, on the coffee table, on the bed, on the bedside table, and even on the carpet.
The bed is huge and the bedding is colorful.
Jiang Hanchen carefully walked over the books and blueprints all over the floor, and came to the bedside.
...oh, that's a bunch of clothes.
It's normal for children not to clean up.
Jiang Hanchen thought.
An Xing seemed to have noticed this too. He sneakily moved to the small sofa by the window, fumbled for the book on the sofa with his hands behind his back, and then sneakily moved to the side coffee table, trying to put the book on it.
The process was laborious and the results were not satisfactory.
The book gave up on the way to the coffee table and fell to the floor with a clatter.
An Xing: "..."
It was so embarrassing that An Xing didn't even dare to lift his head.
"Let me do it," Jiang Hanchen wanted to laugh but held back, he walked to An Xing and picked up the book, "You change slowly, I'll go out and wait for you."
"No, no, no," An Xing shook his head, wanting Jiang Hanchen to sit on the sofa, "Brother, wait for me here, I'll go to the cloakroom to change."
An Xing was too eager and didn't hold back his strength. While pushing Jiang Hanchen, he was also unsteady and leaned forward.
Jiang Hanchen went to help him, but he was unaware of the sudden thrust from his chest.
They fell onto the sofa together.
The book in his hand fell to the floor again, and no one picked it up this time.
The two were silent for a moment.
Jiang Hanchen's body was covered with snow from the clear mountains and forests, as if the sky and the ground were covered in an instant, alienated and cold.
But An Xing feels hot. He likes winter, cold, snow, and everything that won't melt the ice cream.
He likes Jiang Hanchen.
The increasingly mellow sweetness of milk lured heavy snow to fall, An Xing's eyes were blushing, his mouth was slightly open and he gasped for breath, rubbing against Jiang Hanchen's body impatiently.
It's as attractive as a kitten.
Jiang Hanchen was a little out of control. He finally realized that the delicious milk fragrance was not dessert or aromatherapy, but An Xing's pheromone.
To make matters worse, An Xing's pheromone is not ordinary milk, nor ordinary ice cream, but milk ice cream.
Snow-white milk, deposited and congealed ice cream.
Deposited ice and snow, milk ice cream.
The soul resonance of flesh and blood.
He fits 100% best partner.
作者有话要说:宁安:本场MVP。感谢在2020-10-2321:52:32~2020-10-2521:05:40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: it is difficult to catch 10 bottles in a lonely boat;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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