Movie Emperor Transmigrated into a Grand Hotel [Interstellar]

In the back kitchen, Song Lan was cornered.He tried his best to avoid Zhen Chen's approach, but there was no way out.

The topic was brought up by Song Lan, in order to force Zhen Chen to "confess" and tell about the trumpeting.Unexpectedly, it hit Zhen Chen's arms.

Although Zhen Chen respected Song Lan in terms of relationship, he obviously didn't want to miss this great opportunity to present himself.He behaved very calmly, even though the snare drum was already beating in his heart.

He wasn't sure if Song Lan had feelings for him before, so he was conservative and didn't dare to reveal his feelings.It wasn't until he heard Song Lan's teasing rhetorical question that he realized what it meant.

He was sure that although Song Lan said it with a smile, there was no contempt in his words.On the contrary, Song Lan's next reaction made him even more delighted.

If you don't like it, you will only feel uncomfortable and embarrassed.But the young man became at a loss, his ears were hot, his eyes drifted away, and he didn't look at him when he looked at any place...

If Zhen Chen still doesn't understand, it's because he's too clueless.He was overjoyed and felt that the future was bright.At this moment, he couldn't help leaning forward, and couldn't help but want to get closer to Song Lan.

The only way out of the back kitchen was blocked, Song Lan had nowhere to go, and was trapped in Zhen Chen's arms, looking a little embarrassed.

He admits that he has some feelings for Zhen Chen, but it's not time to pick it off.He kept his sense and didn't directly ask Zhen Chen about the trumpet, because he was afraid that Zhen Chen would show his cards directly if he didn't do anything.

Unexpectedly, this person would be so ignorant if he only made fun of the title he heard at the terminal.

Song Lan lowered his eyes, he could feel the warmth from the people who were close at hand.The woody fragrance was vaguely present, but it made his mind swell.

Zhen Chen's breathing became heavier, and Song Lan's eyes twitched, trying to find an excuse to get out of the current predicament.His mind was muddled, and no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of a good idea.

"If you don't speak, then I will."

Zhen Chen was determined to let Song Lan know his attitude at this very moment.He left time for Song Lan to buffer, but he was just afraid of driving people away, so he flinched in fright.He was already in a hurry, but when he saw the young man in his arms had not spoken for a long time, he couldn't wait any longer.

Just as he opened his mouth to brew his emotions, Song Lan stretched out his hand.

"No... wait, wait a minute." Song Lan was afraid that Zhen Chen would talk about everything.

"What's the matter?" Zhen Chen maintained the posture of propping up, his feet diverged a little without showing the mountains, and trapped Song Lan's two long legs sticking to the wall from the left and right sides.

Song Lan tried to be strong, but Naihe could already sense Zhen Chen's dangerous aura. When Zhen Chen's calf touched his leg, she subconsciously took a breath, and her body tensed up instantly.

Zhen Chen took Song Lan's reaction into his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, and then quickly pursed.

He had to be serious at this stall, and Song Lan couldn't feel that he was joking or teasing him.After finally getting the chance to stay with the one I love, I can't be screwed by him.

Zhen Chen reminded himself to correct his attitude in his mind.

It's just that this correct attitude, in Song Lan's view, is not just sincere.

The man with sharp features had a faint smile on his face, and his mouth was tightened from the corners of his jaw to his jaw.The arms have been exerting force, making the already broad and thick shoulders look very intimidating.

A posture of refusing to leave unless he listens to him, and behind the extremely elegant and exquisite attire, there is an unconcealable arrogance and arrogance.

Song Lan felt that there was no way to procrastinate any longer, so he gritted his teeth.Thinking that Zhen Chen could really be so direct and bold, he was awkward and hesitant.Just admit it, it's rare to meet someone who is close to your eyes, and you should grasp it well.

"I...you talk first, I'll listen to you first."

Song Lan's mother and child are single, apart from filming, she will inevitably be exposed to emotional scenes, and her life outside of filming is so busy that she has no time to think about personal issues.

The lines in the script are all planned, as long as the design is reasonable, there is no need for him to conceive additional words.Facing Zhen Chen, it was obviously not acting, everything had to proceed from his own heart, Song Lan was suddenly not sure to pay attention.

In fact, there are countless words to express affection in my mind, but I always feel that none of them are good enough to say at this time.

He couldn't explain it himself, but he really wanted to know how Zhen Chen would express it.

What kind of love will it be?Would it be a little more than his appreciation for him?

Zhen Chen who was "detained" was actually the first time a big girl got on a sedan chair.He was thinking about how to say it in his mind so that he could best please Song Lan.Seeing that Song Lan was about to speak first, her eyes lit up.

He waited with burning eyes until Song Lan was tongue-tied and his face turned red like a tomato.

Zhen Chen really wanted to reach out and touch Song Lan's face, he felt that the touch should be delicate and hot.After imagining it like this, I also felt hot, and when I came back to my senses, I found that my ears and neck were sweating.

I was so nervous, but I just didn't want to let go.

"Then I'll talk first." Zhen Chen took a deep breath, "During this time, I've been thinking about you every day. In the office, I can't read the documents. When I'm in a meeting, I wish you could be the one to present on stage. Even if When I fall asleep, I will keep dreaming about you..."

The more Zhen Chen talked, the closer he got, his arms propped on the wall unconsciously came down, and stretched out to the arms of the person in his arms. He wanted to touch, but he didn't dare to touch casually, for fear of being considered abrupt.

Song Lan's eyes were dodging at first, and he was trying to guess what word Zhen Chen would use, whether it was like or love.

I didn't expect to hear a series of "missing you", and suddenly I didn't care about other things, and looked straight at the person in front of me.He didn't speak, just looked at it like this, trying to find out the true meaning of the words from the man's deep eyes.

Zhen Chen didn't disappoint Song Lan, he spoke almost piously, he spoke urgently at the beginning, and his tone became more solemn as he spoke.Until the end, the volume was lowered, and there was some embarrassment in his eyes that he was ashamed to reveal.

I dream of falling asleep...

Song Lan was taken aback, he was also a normal man, and immediately guessed what Zhen Chen dreamed about him at night.

"You!" He was speechless.

"I didn't realize it at first, until I kept flipping through your WeChat, thinking about what you are doing and whether you are busy." Zhen Chen started, full of emotion, "I will be very happy every time I come back, and I will wait until I leave Now, continue to go to the central star, there will always be a day or two when you can't help but think about it."

Song Lan didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He felt that Zhen Chen's breathing was disordered, and he was not much better.

"I really like it, so I'll keep thinking, did I leave my soul with you, and I won't have the energy to do anything after I go back." Zhen Chen spoke faster and faster, and his whole body was almost attached to Song Lan.

He tilted his head, trying to catch Song Lan's gaze from a very close distance.

When illuminated by the light, the brown circle around the pupils of the young man in his arms became obvious.Zhen Chen felt dazed, he almost took the color of this circle as warm and sweet caramel, and wished he could go up and kiss it and taste it.

Song Lan was moved by Zhen Chen's words and couldn't avoid it.The itching came up from the tip of the finger, and it made people tremble as if electrified.

He even forgot what to say to respond to Zhen Chen, just stood there dumbly, letting Zhen Chen approach.

Zhen Chen still has a lot of things he wants to tell Song Lan, ranging from speculation about the shared future to every bite of the meal, and even sharing the fat in their respective arms...

He paused, and finally didn't know what to say, so he simply undid the chain of his coat, grabbed Song Lan's hand, and stamped it on his chest, "I've never jumped so fast before."

Wherever the hand touched, it was warm.When you push hard, you will feel the texture covered by the underwear.

Song Lan reflexively wanted to pull his hand away, but Zhen Chen held it tightly.

He was controlled with one hand, and the other hand could not help but push forward.His expectation was met, he was not excited, but flustered, and could only nod indiscriminately.

"So, is this a response to me? If so, nod once, and if you like me, nod twice. If you don't mind my liking and can accept it, then nod again, I understand of……"

Zhen Chen waited for a long time, and finally he was able to justifiably hold Song Lan's hand.He spoke very politely and gave Song Lan full choice.But he didn't lose half of his strength in the movements of his hands, Song Lan was not allowed to refuse or dodge.

Song Lan nodded slightly, and his reaction was a bit slow. By the time he figured it out, he had no idea how many times he nodded.He opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhen Chen, accusing this person of setting him up.

Zhen Chen laughed flamboyantly. He was sure to take back the questions he asked and wanted to answer them.Taking ten thousand steps back, if Song Lan still had concerns and didn't accept it on the spot, he wouldn't back down just because he was rejected.

Song Lan's legs were restrained, and he couldn't move his hands, except for one hand that couldn't be withdrawn.Withdrew, the person in front of him would not only stick to him, but press him over.With difficulty, he pulled away from Zhen Chen's whirlpool-like eyes, looked elsewhere, closed them forcefully, and when he opened them again, he found his home field.

He had been nervous for a long time, and now it was the most difficult moment to express, and he should have been even more at a loss.But Zhen Chen's words miraculously made him relax and calm.

The most common words are the most real thoughts.Everything Zhen Chen said was also confirmed by him.

Song Lan didn't need to deliberately recall, the memories were naturally connected together.From the very beginning, each picture was infinitely magnified, and finally turned into a care that is hard to deceive.

Zhen Chen was so anxious that bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, but he kept restraining himself from adding pressure to Song Lan.Rather than coercing consent hastily, it is better to make people willing from the beginning.

The back kitchen returned to silence, only the sound of overlapping breathing remained.

Finally the young man made a movement, he stood up straight in the posture of being embraced, raised his head, and nodded seriously again.

Zhen Chen counted carefully, exactly three times.

The last rationality was removed, he hugged his arms tightly, and pulled the person into his arms directly.Her face was buried on Song Lan's shoulder, her ears rubbing against her temples.

"Really, I really like it..." He repeated it tirelessly, fearing that the people in his ear would not remember it.

Song Lan was pushed back by Zhen Chen's weight, tentatively reached out, and patted Zhen Chen's back.Thinking that Zhen Chen couldn't see how red his face was at this time, he felt a lot more relaxed, and responded with a hmm, and finally quietly said "me too".

People taller than him hung on him, breathing like a wave, spraying into the collar.The words of love are loud and loud, and they are repeated eagerly.

Song Lan's shoulder and half of his body were completely numb.He didn't dare to move, for fear that the situation would get out of control.

Zhen Chen, who was lying on Song Lan's shoulder, didn't notice it, his mind was full of pleasure after being accepted and affirmed, "Lan Lan, hehehe, Lan Lan..."

Song Lan wasn't very used to duplication of words. Every time he saw someone from the fan club calling him that, he wouldn't comment.Now hearing Zhen Chen yelling stupidly like a repeater, he felt that it was not impossible to be treated like this.

The two hugged for an unknown how long, but neither of them moved.Until Zhen Chen regained his senses, he asked dissatisfiedly, "Then, Lan Lan, can I stay by your side?"

The remnants of charm just now were all wiped out by the "Lan Lan Lan Lan".The temperature on Song Lan's face dropped, and his heart was very hot.He chuckled lightly, and spoke teasingly, not forgetting to flick Zhen Chen's thin waist with his hands.

"I said no, will you let go now?"

"No!" Zhen Chen resolutely refused, "If you don't agree, I can't let go."

"Then you said I answered or not?" Song Lan raised her eyebrows, feeling that she was comforting a large animal.

The large animal laughed idiotically, and could no longer find the demeanor and aura of the big president.He stood up straight, "No, I have to express it."

After speaking, he put his face to Song Lan's mouth.

Song Lan's ability to accept Zhen Chen does not mean that she will be able to adapt to intimate contact so quickly.He conditionally fired back to dodge, and before he could dodge too far, he heard a strange sound.

Gollum—

The ambiguous atmosphere was interrupted by the groaning sound, and the two maintained their pouting and dodging postures, seeing smiles in each other's eyes.

Even though they were close together, Song Lan was still sure that it was his stomach that screamed.After all, I didn't finish my meal, I ran to the terminal to pick up people, and I only ate a few mouthfuls of rice balls.When I came back, I tidied up my things again, and tossed about.After that, just...

The heat that had just subsided on his face came back, Song Lan wished he could pretend he didn't hear it.Zhen Chen couldn't hold it anymore, his back was bent from laughing, and his face leaned against Song Lan's shoulder.

"Okay, okay, I've answered it, I've answered it." Zhen Chen didn't dare to ask for a kiss again, for fear that Song Lan, who was hungry, would become angry from embarrassment.He hugged the man away from the corner, pushed Song Lan back to the kitchen counter, rubbed his face against his lover's cheek, "I'm going to cook the noodles right now."

Song Lan was unable to get off the stage, and found that Zhen Chen was laughing at him. Just as he was about to make a fuss, he was appeased. Immediately, he stopped worrying about his stomach growling, and picked up the rolling pin again.

He grabbed the rolling pin tightly and couldn't help but look up at Zhen Chen again.He was still in a daze, not sure about him and Zhen Chen, so he really said so.

He cast his gaze over, and was caught by Zhen Chen who also raised his head.

His eyes turned, and he was no longer the same as before.The big president smiled contentedly, holding the flour bowl as if he was holding some kind of treasure.

Song Lan hurriedly lowered her head, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Zhen Chen was in charge of cooking the noodles, and took a peek at the opposite side once every 3 minutes.On the other side, Song Lan thought about what he had to do earlier, and restrained his urge to go to see Zhen Chen.

The two moved slowly by coincidence. The long kitchen counter was originally divided into two distinct sides. At this time, the things used by the two were placed randomly.

Song Lan didn't have any free space at hand, so the cream box was directly stacked on the vacated countertop opposite.Zhen Chen couldn't figure out how much flour to use, so he didn't bother to go around, and leaned over to Song Lan, and by asking, quietly attacked, and wiped flour on Song Lan's face again.

"Aren't you childish?" Song Lan frowned and complained, not to be outdone, she ordered some flour in return for Zhen Chen.

Zhen Chen accepted it calmly, didn't even wipe it off, his face was pale, and he happily cooked the noodles.

The back kitchen, which used to be quiet and empty, now has a different atmosphere.Song Lan took the opportunity to go to the refrigerated area to pick up some fruit, and quietly looked back.

In the huge space, because there are more individuals, it is different from the past.

"Cheese, what kind of fruit do you want? Banana? Strawberry? Durian?" Song Lan asked casually.

"Strawberry or cranberry are also good. Last time, I remember that the egg tart tasted like cranberry, and everyone said it was delicious." Zhen Chen will give more consideration to suggestions before putting them as a friend.At this time, the confession went smoothly, and the tall and stalwart president acted like a baby when he said he was acting like a baby.

Obviously I like it, but I want to say that others like it.

Song Lan pretended he couldn't hear it, and checked the stock. When the cranberries were used up, he obediently picked up the strawberry carton and came back.

"Do you need help?" Zhen Chen took the optical brain to refer to the recipes, and at the same time did not forget to pay attention to Song Lan's progress.

"No, it's easy to make." Song Lan shook her head. "It's just cheese sticks. Even if there is an extra strawberry flavor, it only needs to be added to the cooking machine. Do you like it sweeter or sour?"

"..." Zhen Chen stood beside the stove, not knowing how to make a choice, and finally said sweetly, "You do what you do, and you like it."

Song Lan shook his shoulders and looked over helplessly.I really don't know how Zhen Chen can say it, he still feels nauseous when he hears it.

In order to update the official blog and release videos of new dishes on time, Song Lan chose not to talk to Zhen Chen anymore, and devoted herself to baking.

Ready-made digestive biscuits are made into biscuit bottoms.Song Lan ate a few slices before making it, and found that although the digestive biscuits were dry, they tasted good, so she felt relieved to continue making them.

He took a square lace baking pan and used a mold to press the cookie base firmly.Don't forget to bend down and look up after finishing, and finally check whether it is really flat.

The cheese cream is all handled and hand-whipped, and the egg wash, icing sugar, and cornstarch are added.The strawberries in the cooking machine were all smashed into a pulp, and it was extremely delicate when poured out.

Song Lan poured milk and whipped cream into the big basin and stirred evenly.

Zhen Chen's noodles were already in the pot, and he was busy chopping tomatoes at this time.The round tomatoes were cut into big and small pieces by him, and they turned somersaults on the cutting board.

Song Lan took a moment to look up, sighing secretly that Zhen Chen really likes tomato noodles.

As if feeling that he was being watched, Zhen Chen raised his head and caught Song Lan's small movements.He also looked at the big basin in Song Lan's hand, and asked curiously, "The pink one?"

"The strawberry you want has pulp and juice in it." Song Lan blinked, thinking that the color was normal, and it was the result of the fusion of ingredients.

"Pink, it's very special..." Zhen Chen didn't know what to think of, and started laughing again.Silly, don't say why you laugh.

Song Lan had an epiphany. Facing Zhen Chen's appearance, she couldn't complain from the bottom of her heart.He looked down at the batter tint in his eye bowl, and admitted with great reluctance that it did look tender.

But everything is done, not to mention that strawberries are the ingredients hand-picked by someone.No matter how Song Lan felt that the color was unique, it was hard to change it.As an experiment, he poured the batter into a square lace pan, ready to pick it up and send it to the preheated oven.

"Is it just baked like this?" Zhen Chen asked quickly.

Song Lan held the baking tray in both hands, too lazy to open her mouth, and gestured to Zhen Chen with her eyes.

"If it's like a cake, can we make fancy patterns on the surface?" Zhen Chen stepped forward, his eyes brightened.

Song Lan couldn't get back the emotion he had just confessed to, he just wanted to put the heavy basin on Zhen Chen's head.He hissed, "I see that you've asked for a lot."

He scolded his new lover, his words were blunt, but his tone was not accusatory.

Zhen Chen didn't say a word, but smiled flatteringly, "Let me come, I want to draw some patterns on it."

How could Song Lan dare to let Zhen Chen get started with the things that Song Lan worked so hard to display.With a lift of his hand, he avoided Zhen Chen and walked back to the counter, put the baking tray on the countertop, and left by himself.

Seeing this, Zhen Chen thought that Song Lan really didn't care and wanted him to mess around, so he hurriedly prepared to apologize.Before he could say anything, he saw Song Lan coming back from the cold storage area, holding an inverted cone-shaped bag of chocolate sauce in his hand.

"What shape do you want?" Song Lan picked out a small-sized mounting nozzle.

"It needs a lot of care, it needs to be small enough not to be cut open." Satisfied, Zhen Chen made a bold request.Afraid that Song Lan would understand him as a star, she made a lively gesture to him.

Song Lan paused, took a deep breath, and hooked Zhen Chen to come closer.

Watching the big president obediently approaching, Song Lan quietly unscrewed the mounting mouth, and squeezed chocolate sauce on her fingers.Then with sharp eyes and quick hands, he launched an attack, and smeared a chocolate heart pattern on the side of Zhen Chen's face.

"Here! The heart you want!" Song Lan couldn't help laughing at Zhen Chen's aggressive request. He stretched out his finger with chocolate sauce, "If you don't agree, just wipe it off. You can only wash it off after it's done."

Zhen Chen was stunned, and wanted to touch his face with his hands. After hearing Song Lan's words, he didn't need to look at his face to know what Song Lan had drawn for him.He was so pleasantly surprised that he leaned forward, took Song Lan's slender finger in his mouth, and sucked up the remaining chocolate sauce on his finger with all his strength.

In the end, I still didn't forget to lick my lips, "Don't waste it."

Song Lan was almost forced to react by the touch of his hand, he stared blankly at the center of Zhen Chen's upper lip, and coughed heavily.Not daring to continue talking to Zhen Chen, the hand holding the piping bag trembled a little.

In the end, Song Lan fulfilled Zhen Chen's wish and drew a string of hearts smaller than fingernails on the square lace baking tray.

First use a mold to press out a hollow circle, and then use a pointed rod to pull in the same direction on the common center line of a row of circles.Full hearts, with small sharp corners, are symmetrically distributed in every position of the baking pan.

Zhen Chen was still not very good at cooking noodles, so Song Lan put the baking tray into the oven and went to help Zhen Chen.The portion of noodles was quite large, and Song Lan quickly fried a few more dishes. The two sat down in the back kitchen and ate their fill, leaning back on the back of the chair and feeling dizzy.

In the back kitchen, the strong aroma of cheese is intertwined with the sweetness and astringency of strawberries, and gradually becomes richer with time.An hour later, No. 23 Heping Avenue updated Weibo.

The dynamic is no longer accompanied by a video, this time it is only a single picture.On the porcelain plate with a white background, there are cheese sticks slightly wider than a finger. The bottom is dark brown, the upper layer is light pink, and the top is dotted with small hearts. Black and white are intertwined, which is really beautiful.

At the same time, Zhen Chen put his arms around Song Lan and took a picture of the love on his face.