Chapter 18: A Frightened Dream
An Dashan nodded and said: "I also don't think he looks like a ghost eunuch, when he first saw you in a hotel that day, the expression in his eyes was a man's normal reaction." β
An Dashan looked at An Ran and said, "Spiritual love without a physical body is much more difficult than physical love. It's up to you to beat that Luo Wen. β
"If you can't even beat the janitor of a haunted house, you'll never get your hands on that ghost."
After saying that, Andasan suddenly opened his mouth wide enough to be the size of a basin, picked up the box containing the roast goose, and threw it into his mouth along with the box.
Andasan was like chewing a meatball, chewing the roast goose and the box, and after looking at An Ran, he got up and left.
"Phew!" The sound of the door closing, An Ran shivered in shock, and then An Ran collapsed on the sofa.
Chen Ming woke up violently and found himself sitting in a chair. He was clutching an empty glass in his hand, and the tray of cookies on the table had only eaten a few pieces, and the red wine in the two decanters was empty.
An Ran was not here, Chen Ming looked around, but saw An Ran sitting on the chair not far away, his body swaying with the chair.
Chen Ming breathed a sigh of relief, just now he had a very fragrant and frightening dream. He dreamed that he was in bed with An Ranββ, but at the last moment, he didn't react.
Ren Anran tried all means, but it did not respond. In despair, Enron ran away screaming. Chen Ming also woke up in fright. Thankfully, it was just a dream. Chen Ming's heart was still pounding.
Even though it was just a dream, Chen Ming still looked at An Ran with some embarrassment. An Ran held a wine glass in his hand, and there was still half of the red wine in the glass, and An Ran was leisurely tasting it.
Chen Ming glanced at the wine decanter on the table, both of which were empty. Chen Ming frowned, did he drink this wine by himself, drunk, or was he drunk safely?
An Ran watched Chen Ming come over, the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a charming smile. "Are you awake?" β
Chen Ming blushed and said, "How much did I drink ββ,?" β
"Three cups, it's really three cups!"
Chen Ming wondered when his alcohol consumption was so bad. sat on the hanging chair opposite An Ran, and said to An Ran: "Your wine is very strong!" β
I don't know if it was because I ate too much wine, or for some other reason, An Ran's face was red. There is also a slight shyness. It's beautiful and seductive.
Chen Ming was afraid that he would have other thoughts and didn't dare to look at it again, so he shook the hanging chair and let himself swing in the air.
An Ran looked at Chen Ming and suddenly said, "What do you think of here?" β
"The ingenuity of the design is really worthy of the master's kitchen, and it was an eye-opener for me."
An Ran took a sip of red wine, ignoring Chen Ming's praise, with a trace of melancholy sadness on his face.
Chen Ming asked cautiously, "What's wrong with you?" It's really nice here. β
"Every day when I come home, I have to stay here for a long time, and I feel like a fairy in fairyland."
Chen Ming wondered, "Isn't this good?" It's really like a fairyland, and the whole person feels sublimated at this time. β
"But today, when you came, I suddenly found that this place is too immortal, and it is a little out of the fireworks of the world!"
Chen Ming laughed at himself: "I'm really ashamed, it's me, a vulgar person, who brought you back from the fairyland." β
Listening to Chen Ming's self-deprecation, An Ran chuckled lightly and said, "That's right, it was you who made me feel that I, a fairy, should return to the world and continue to be a human being, and I can't stay in the illusion of self-absorption all day long." β
"So what are your plans? Are there too many troubles to be a human being? β
An Ran raised his glass and said, "Just let me be a vulgar person with troubles!" β
Chen Ming responded to the situation and said: "Welcome back, vulgar!" β
An Ran wanted to speak and stopped, but took a big sip of wine. Turning his head to Chen Ming, he said, "Do you want to learn pastry?" β
Chen Ming said: "Yes, the hotel only sells steamed buns, which is a bit monotonous, and I want to learn how to make pastries." β
"I would also like to ask you what kind of equipment you use if you use it in the hotel. Like an oven, which brand is more appropriate? β
An Ran smiled slightly: "It depends on how many people dine in your hotel every day, and then what kind of products you want to supply, and then buy the corresponding equipment according to the daily demand." β
Chen Ming nodded happily. It is indeed the way it should be, and fortunately, I asked Enron first, and I didn't rush to buy equipment.
"Well, let's find a time, I'll go to your place to see on the spot, according to the needs of the hotel, how about helping you design a kitchen plan?"
Chen Ming was happy to hear this: "That's great, how can I thank you so well?" β
An Ran said casually: "We are also kitchen friends, what do you want to talk about, just invite me to drink coffee then." β
Then the two talked for a long time about the kitchen. In the end, the two made an appointment for the next meeting, and Chen Ming said goodbye.
After Chen Ming left, An Ran sat on the hanging chair and was quiet for a while, and suddenly slammed the cup in his hand to the ground. Raised his head to the moon projection above and let out a wolf howl.
Then his body jumped up like a civet cat, and fell to the ground like a fallen leaf, and he raised his head violently, his eyes full of anger.
As soon as the legs flicked, the person leaped up. The man stretched his arms lightly in the air and kicked with a flying kick.
As if feeling An Ran's movements, a lively and powerful dance music sounded, and An Ran danced under the big tree with the song.
Her legs are light, her posture is agile, sometimes dancing, like butterflies playing among flowers, sometimes martial, like tigers and wolves running into the stream. Sometimes soft, like flowing water in the mountains. Sometimes strong, like a white rainbow through the sun.
When he danced to exhaustion, he fell to the ground, as quiet as death.
Chen Ming left An Ran's home and walked down the street, watching the endless flow of people. I was happy in my heart, I didn't expect things to go so smoothly in the kitchen.
It's just that for some reason the fragrant scene in the dream appeared in his mind again, Chen Ming shook his head, drove away distracting thoughts, and felt a trace of chagrin in his heart.
I already have Luo Wen, so I can't think about it anymore. Thinking about these things is disloyalty to Coco Lo. In addition, if there is nothing to do in the future, try not to come to Enron's house.
He was very afraid of what he would do if this really happened, and Chen Ming had no confidence in himself.
Thinking that this kind of thing really happened, how he would face Luo Wen, Chen Ming was immediately so frightened that cold sweat broke out all over his body.
This kind of thing must not be allowed to happen, Chen Ming thought fiercely.
Chen Ming fled back to the hotel, immediately went into the kitchen, and began to concentrate on making steamed buns. Only when making buns is his mood is calm.
When a drawer of buns was finished, Chen Ming suddenly laughed to himself, nothing happened, it was just a dream, am I scared like this for a dream?