[Quick Transmigration] Take away the bloody protagonist

A few days later, Hao Kaixin took Zhou Mao to his home as promised.Hao Kaixin lives on the top floor of a Linjiang apartment building in the city center. The house has a large area and a very good view.Zhou Mao was brought into the kitchen by Hao Kaixin.The size of the entire kitchen is roughly equal to the entire area of ​​Zhou Mao's residence. The operating table is very large, and there are all kinds of tools and food.

"Tsk tsk," Zhou Mao turned on the oven and glanced at it while making a voice of envy. It turned out to be a high-end oven that can be heated on three sides at the same time that he had always wanted to buy. good!"

"It doesn't exist." The narrator poured cold water on Zhou Mao: "Look at you, you have to play with kitchen utensils in the kitchen every day when you cross into him? Do you still want to go to the plot?"

"You underestimate me." Zhou Mao curled his lips: "I can play with the kitchen utensils while going through the plot."

As soon as Zhou Mao finished speaking in his heart, he felt a pair of hands on his shoulders, and then, he felt a warm breath hitting his ears gently.Zhou Mao couldn't help trembling.

"How about it, are you satisfied with what you saw?" Hao Kaixin whispered in Zhou Mao's ear.

Zhou Mao: "...Narrator, why do I feel that the position of this sentence is very subtle..."

Narrator: "This is the original story of the novel."

Zhou Mao: "I can't remember clearly, how did Zhou Mao answer him that day?"

Narrator: "'Zhou Mao's face turned slightly red, and he lowered his head shyly, as if silently agreeing.'"

Zhou Mao: "...why do I bow my head shyly because of Hao Kaixin's kitchen utensils..."

Narrator: "Don't worry about it, if you want to follow the plot, just do it."

Zhou Mao: "Then how did Hao Kaixin react?"

Narration: "'Hao Kaixin only thought Zhou Mao was cute when he saw Zhou Mao like this. He gently held Zhou Mao's hand and said, 'If you are satisfied, use them to teach me from the very beginning.'"

Zhou Mao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, I thought he would pull out a rolling pin and say to me coldly: 'Are you satisfied? If you are satisfied, put it in your mouth.'"

The narrator couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Please don't use the obscene thinking of an adult man into a novel written by an adolescent girl."

Zhou Mao felt aggrieved: "How can this be the obscene thinking of an adult man? Everyone says that the domineering president's text is this way, and I only know it from watching people complaining about it on the Internet."

Narrator: "It seems that you really want to have Hao Kaixin's rolling pin?"

Zhou Mao hurriedly said: "No, no, I just thought of it on the spur of the moment. Let me talk about it casually."

The narrator roared angrily: "Since you don't want to, why don't you just follow the plot for me!"

Seeing that Zhou Mao had been stunned in front of him for a long time, Hao Kaixin couldn't help waving his hands in front of him. "What are you thinking?" he asked.

"Ah." Zhou Mao came back to his senses and blurted out: "I was thinking, your kitchen is really nice. The oven still has three sides."

As soon as the words came out, Zhou Mao heard the narrator sighing in his ear, and realized that he had made a mistake again.She should have lowered her head and blushed, but accidentally said her true thoughts.

Hao Kaixin smiled and said, "It seems that you really like my kitchen." He reached out to hold Zhou Mao's hand and said, "If you are satisfied with these tools, use them to teach you from the very beginning. me."

Good risk, good risk!Zhou Mao breathed a sigh of relief.Although there was an accident in the middle, it was safe to hit the base in the end!He quickly searched in his memory: what am I going to do next?How did Momo write it?

"Zhou Mo didn't write anything." The narrator answered for Zhou Mao. "She simply wrote a sentence, 'In the past few days, Zhou Mao came to Hao Kaixin's house on time every day to teach Hao Kaixin how to make snacks.' That's all."

"Then Hao Kaixin fell in love with Zhou Mao?" Zhou Mao asked.

"Yes." The narrator said, "Zhou Mo didn't write in detail how Hao Kaixin fell in love with Zhou Mao. So in this plot, you have to use your own strength to make Hao Kaixin fall in love with you."

"Is Momo writing a novel or an outline!" Zhou Mao complained, "She won't be popular if she writes like this!"

"I don't care if you are popular or not." The narrator said, "In short, you should act first. Hao Kaixin is still waiting for you."

Zhou Mao looked up and saw Hao Kaixin holding a kitchen knife and looking at him expectantly.

Zhou Mao found it funny, and asked, "What are you doing with a kitchen knife?"

Hao Kaixin looked bewildered: "Don't you need a kitchen knife to make cakes?"

Zhou Mao: "Well...the kitchen knife can be used to cut fruit and so on..."

Hao Kaixin: "But the pattern on the cake..." He took a kitchen knife and made a carving gesture: "...Isn't it carved out bit by bit with a knife?"

Zhou Mao smiled: "Those patterns are so soft, no matter how you think about it, they are not carved."

"Yes." Hao Kaixin put down the kitchen knife and patted his head: "Why do I take it for granted?"

Zhou Mao looked at Hao Kaixin, and felt that this celebrity was also cute, without any airs.He smiled and said, "Look at you, as an actor, you don't even have any common sense in life. How can you act like this?"

Hao Kaixin put on an aggrieved look and said, "I've never played the role of a chef..." In an instant, he seemed to realize something, his face changed, he immediately closed his mouth, stretched out his hand, and pressed Zhou Mao against the wall .His face slowly approached Zhou Mao, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he smiled evilly, and said: "Very well, you are the only one among so many fans who said that I am not good at acting, and you have successfully attracted my attention."

Zhou Mao chuckled, patted Hao Kaixin on the shoulder, and said, "It's too late for you to act as a domineering president." After that, he got out from under Hao Kaixin's arms, looked at the kitchen cabinet, and asked: " Where do you put your flour? Let's start with the cake body today."

Hao Kaixin failed to play the domineering president, so he had to put down his hands in embarrassment, took out a bag of low-gluten flour from the cabinet against the wall and handed it to Zhou Mao.

Zhou Mao praised: "That's right, I know how to buy low-gluten flour." He looked at the package of the flour, and said with a smile, "Did you buy it because of the picture of a cake on the package?"

Hao Kaixin nodded honestly.Zhou Mao looked at Hao Kaixin, he really looked like Zhou Mo who helped him buy ingredients a long time ago.He couldn't help rubbing Hao Kaixin's hair, and said, "Don't look at the packaging in the future, remember to buy low-gluten flour for biscuits and cakes, and high-gluten flour for bread."

Hao Kaixin was a little dazed by Zhou Mao's rubbing, and stared at him blankly.Zhou Mao didn't mind at all, washed his hands and was about to start making cakes.He cracked the eggs into a bowl and poured in some sugar.The hair on the forehead blocked Zhou Mao's sight, Zhou Mao shook his head, trying to shake his hair aside.

Seeing this, Hao Kaixin squeezed Zhou Mao's chin with his hand, and lifted Zhou Mao's face abruptly. Zhou Mao didn't know what he was going to do, and looked puzzled.Hao Kaixin took out a soft headband from the pocket of his trousers, lifted his hair from his forehead, and fixed it so that they would no longer block Zhou Mao's sight.

Zhou Mao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled at Hao Kaixin: "Thank you!" he said. "You still carry this with you."

Zhou Mao in this story, although his appearance is not as exaggerated as in the previous world, is still very good-looking.The usually gloomy face covered by the hair showed a completely different temperament after the cover was removed.Coupled with Zhou Mao's smile, Hao Kaixin's heart moved unconsciously.He hastily looked away, and said, "I will bring some things to fix my hair with me, after all, I am an idol."

Hao Kaixin's reaction was noticed by Zhou Mao, and he secretly said to the narrator: "Look, Hao Kaixin is like this, is he shocked by my beauty?"

Narrator: "...I want to remind you from just now. Do you still remember what Zhou Mao's character design is like?"

Zhou Mao: "..." He remembered that Zhou Mao was a shy and introverted person who worshiped Hao Kaixin as an idol, but he didn't act according to the direction at all, and instead developed a little brotherly love for Hao Kaixin.

Narrator: "It's not serious now. As long as there is a deviation, I will immediately send you back to the beginning. You have to keep it in mind."

Zhou Mao nodded quickly in his heart.He shut his mouth tightly and sifted the flour.Hao Kaixin didn't speak, and watched Zhou Mao's movements silently.

The two of them did it while the other watched, without saying a word, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while.

This is not acceptable!Zhou Mao thought to himself.I have to let Hao Kaixin fall in love with me during the past few days of making the cake. If there is no communication, then even if he falls in love with me, he will only love my body, not my soul!I can't accept this!

Narrator: "...are you serious?"

Before Zhou Mao could respond to the narration, Hao Kaixin spoke first.He watched Zhou Mao pour the batter into the mold, then pushed it into the oven, and asked, "Is this enough?"

"Yes." Zhou Mao responded, "Bake for 40 minutes like this, and the cake body will be ready."

"It looks quite simple." Hao Kaixin said.He thought about it for a while, then asked again: "The pattern on the cake was added after the cake was baked?"

"Yes." Zhou Mao nodded.

"It turns out to be like this." Hao Kaixin said: "I used to think that the cake should be made in several layers at once, then baked, and finally remove the unnecessary parts like a wood carving."

Zhou Mao laughed, and couldn't help but patted Hao Kaixin's head: "This method is too wasteful, your brain circuit is really strange." The oven was operating silently, and through the glass, Zhou Mao could see the batter being cooked. Little by little fluffy up.

"By the way," Zhou Mao suddenly remembered that Hao Kaixin wanted to teach him fondant cakes. "What kind of cake do you want to give your agent?"

Hao Kaixin stared at the cake in the oven, thought for a while, and said, "Brother Liu is a very beautiful person, I want to make a more beautiful cake for him." He gestured with his hands: "There are many brightly colored flowers on it. kind of."

Zhou Mao nodded. He roughly knew what kind of cake it should be, but Hao Kaixin's family didn't have fondant ingredients and food coloring, so he probably couldn't make it today.He asked Hao Kaixin to follow the steps he had just done and try to make a sponge cake by himself.

While Hao Kaixin was working hard to stir the flour, the cake in the oven was ready.Zhou Mao took out the cake, cut a piece, and motioned Hao Kaixin to taste it.

Hao Kaixin had batter on his hands, and was about to wash his hands and take the cake. Zhou Mao said no, so he broke off a small piece from the cut cake and stuffed it into Hao Kaixin's mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Zhou Mao asked with a smile.

"Delicious." Hao Kaixin chewed carefully like tasting a mountain delicacy. "I want to eat some more."

When Zhou Mao was about to break off another piece, the doorbell suddenly rang.Hao Kaixin casually glanced at the surveillance screen of the camera, and his face suddenly changed.Regardless of the batter on his hands, he picked up Zhou Mao and threw him into the cloakroom.

"Come out when I let you out." Hao Kaixin told him with a serious expression, and closed the door of the cloakroom.Zhou Mao heard the sound of Hao Kaixin pressing the button under the monitor screen, and after a while, the door of the hall opened.