Movie Emperor Transmigrated into a Grand Hotel [Interstellar]

The two said goodbye to the audience with a smile, and finally turned off the camera.The aroma of the ingredients in the room whets the appetite.Even the kitten Pangpang circled around the counter, hoping to have a taste.

"" I still remember that there is a temperature-controlled stove in the kitchen, which does not require external wiring. "Song Lan stooped to search for materials, and brought some snacks for Zhen Chen that he always had on hand.

Zhen Chen took it happily. There were so many small things like candies that he was reluctant to put them away, and he didn't know where to put them.He took a few steps around, finally came out of the kitchen, found his coat, and put it in his pocket.

The candy replaced the original velvet box and occupied the two pockets of the coat.

He walked back to the kitchen, and from the corner of his eye, he accidentally glanced outside through the hall window, the sky was bright and the snow became smaller.Looking at the silver-white snow scene, he was stunned for a moment, and thought of an idea that he didn't know if it was feasible.

"Lan Lan, do we want to go up and eat hot pot?" Zhen Chen walked to the door, and asked with excitement.

Song Lan was not used to being called that. He opened his mouth to refute, but when he noticed Zhen Chen's words, he paused for a moment, thought for a moment, and nodded with a surprised face.

"It's not impossible. If it's a terrace, we have to wear a coat." Song Lan is also a playful person when it comes to trying new things.He didn't care whether it was cold or not, he noticed that Xue had stopped through the perspective of his body, and followed Zhen Chen's pick.

In short, there is hot pot to eat, and you will never feel cold.

"Then let's bring some more side dishes, and I'll wash them." When Zhen Chen asked, he was not sure whether Song Lan would agree to his seemingly nonsensical request.I didn't expect to be supported without hindrance, and I was instantly happy.

Song Lan nodded, raised her chin to signal Zhen Chen to do it, and he went to look for bowls and other tableware by himself.Although he can control the airflow around the room, it can block the invasion of strong winds.But after all, the winter is cold, and the meal is not beautiful when it is cold.

Heating pads, temperature-controlled ovens, and finally, even the picnic-only thick blankets.

The two ran back and forth twice, and finally brought everything they needed up there.Song Lan was worried that Fatty would catch the cold, so she simply put the kitten in an exclusive room on the second floor, and prepared rations and water for her.

By the time the stove under the terrace was lit, the sky was already bright and dazzling.The sunny day after the snow is very clean, the sun is golden and not dazzling.The cold is still there, but it is driven away by the warmth from the hot pot.

Seeing that Song Lan was still placing sauce bottles, Zhen Chen picked up a bowl, raised his chopsticks and asked warmly, "What do you want to eat, I'll give it to you."

Song Lan has become a habit of being single, and those who can do things by themselves in private life have never asked others.Hearing what Zhen Chen said, he immediately raised his eyebrows and subconsciously wanted to say that he came, but before he could say it, he smiled at the face of the person in front of him, "Ah, I want octopus intestines... help me get some noodles ,Thanks."

"Don't be so polite." Zhen Chen moved quickly. He picked up two chopsticks noodles, put the long dough on the bottom of the bowl, and then picked out the egg yolk that was half-cooked by the hot pot noodle soup, and put it into the noodle In the nest.

He hesitated about the octopus sausage, and finally decided which two looked the best.Pick it out and give it to Song Lan.After everything was done, he just held the bowl like this, waiting for his lover to finish.

Song Lan withdrew his hand, lowered his head and found that there was no bowl in front of him, looked at Zhen Chen suspiciously, and found that this person was holding his bowl, looking stupid like he was holding some precious object, coughed and almost laughed out loud.

A certain person who was regarded as a fool didn't know what he looked like. He waited until Song Lan looked over, and there was a scorching light in his deep eyes.

Song Lan raised an arm, palm up, and hooked his finger towards Zhen Chen.

The CEO subconsciously stretched his head forward, and Song Lan held it back with one hand, and received the hot steam directly above the hot pot to steam his face.

Song Lan laughed, and simply didn't bother to say anything, just reached out and grabbed his own bowl.

Zhen Chen recoiled from the heat of the hot pot, and when he noticed the small bowl in Song Lan's hand, he suddenly regained his senses.For just a moment, his mind was full of handing over the bowl. Looking at Song Lan's actions, he thought he wanted him to take the initiative...

"Eat quickly." Song Lan picked up an octopus sausage and put it in his mouth.The entrance is overbearing spicy, and a little bit of cheese, and finally the crispness of the casing itself.He exhaled a long breath, feeling that this winter day has energy.

Zhen Chen hurriedly nodded and started to follow suit.

At the beginning, the pot was turned on, and I sat under the terrace, feeling a little cold.As the hot dishes and hot soup were eaten, new noodles and pancakes were added and continued to cook. The two of them were panting after eating, and their foreheads began to sweat.

Fortunately, both of them can eat spicy food, so they won't lose their fighting power after eating half of it.

Zhen Chen ate without showing any signs of dew, except for the sound of slightly rapid breathing and the sweat on his face, he basically couldn't tell that he was eating spicy hot pot.Song Lan's face was much more obvious, his face was flushed with heat even though his skin was fair, his cheeks were pink, and he couldn't stop pulling at his neckline.

Zhen Chen sat opposite, almost staring blankly.He licked his lips and felt that Song Lan was more exciting than hot pot.He lowered his head subconsciously and pursed his lips hard, feeling his throat was itchy.

Zhen Chen's movements were not small, Song Lan was biting a piece of fish cake, and saw Zhen Chen lowering his head drastically with a wrong eye.

"Well, what's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?" He frowned and turned his head to look.

"No, no..." Zhen Chen rubbed his nose heavily, looked down to make sure he didn't have a nosebleed, and then dared to raise his head.He murmured, "We, do we want to go out to play during the winter festival?"

The Grand Hotel, who was about to finish the hot pot, was stunned. After thinking about it, he felt that Zhen Chen's proposal was okay.He nodded directly, quietly waiting for Zhen Chen to give a recommendation.

In her previous life, the time when she didn't need to work was always rare, and she ran the risk of being seen by passers-by and fans when she went out rashly. During the rare rest time, Song Lan chose to stay at home most of the time except for sleeping.

In this life, in order to exchange for a human form, as soon as she wakes up from the dormant period, she will directly open a shop.After careful calculation, there are really not many opportunities to be able to put aside work and be free.

"Winter Festival is a good place to go. Although there are many people, it is very private. It is modeled after a Japanese city in the Earth era. There are hot springs, gourmet towns, winter festivals, frozen rivers, and chocolate factories at the end. The scenery is amazing. It's very unique, you can bring cats with you all the time, and all the shops take good care of cats." Zhen Chen threw out all the adjectives he could think of, hoping to impress Song Lan.

"Hmm..." Song Lan leaned against the table, nodded and listened.Through Zhen Chen's description, he roughly understood what type of place he would play.

Should be relaxing enough, it would be nice to go there.

He was still thinking about how to spend the winter festival, so he couldn't bring Zhen Chen to stay at home every day.Seeing that Zhen Chen was interested, he was also interested, and immediately agreed, "Go, how to arrange it?"

The corner of the CEO's mouth raised uncontrollably, and his movements were quick and quick. He took out his optical brain, unlocked the screen, and brought up the page to Song Lan. There are people around to respond. From here, the aircraft can depart at any time within an hour and a half."

On the optical brain screen, the picture is divided into many small squares, the distant view of the single-family log cabin, the ski resort, and the hot spring pool are arranged one by one, accompanied by paragraphs of text explanations.

Song Lan was stunned for a while, and he turned his gaze to Zhen Chen again, his eyes were unpredictable.The journey is not something that can be prepared in one sentence, all these details are taken care of, it is conceivable...

The person with feelings came prepared!

Song Lan narrowed her eyes slightly, and had a vague premonition that if she refused, Zhen Chen had other alternatives.This is an imperative journey, Zhen Chen's attitude is very firm.

The hot spring pool is not the size of a single person. A single-family house in the mountains means living together.Skiing is even more important. If you don't know how to ski, you can make physical contact every minute.

Song Lan thought a lot, but finally agreed.He also hummed implicitly and said hard work.With a calm expression on his face, he actually began to think carefully.

He thought that he and Zhen Chen were both adults, living together, it would be natural to make some progress, it was normal.

The two were concerned about the details of the journey. Song Lan said that she had to prepare and set off in the afternoon. Zhen Chen readily agreed, and after confirming the details, she took the initiative to clean up all kinds of kitchen utensils for the hot pot.

Song Lan flipped through the travel brochure given to him by Zhen Chen, and found that the residences at the tourist spots had prepared skiing and other professional props for them in advance. If they wanted to come there, they only needed to prepare their own personal clothes.

Song Lan quickly packed her bags. Afraid that she would be too fat to get used to it, Song Lan specially packed the rations that Pangpang was used to, as well as the small toys that she wanted to play with every day.

A hot pot meal was full, and there was no hunger at noon. Song Lan and Zhen Chen looked at each other, and they didn't forget to find out all the fruits and vegetables that could not be put in the cold food area.

Song Lan simply made two hodgepodge-style hot salads, and baked a milky toast.Pack it into a heat-preserved and sterilized food box, and take Pangpang and his burden, and get on the aircraft to the tourist spot.

On the aircraft, Pangpang ran to Zhen Chen's arms, and Song Lan had time to look at the optical brain.He habitually logs in to Weibo and loads the page of the official blog account.As soon as I refreshed, I saw a lot of comments left in the message area.

"Fat Little Miaomiao: Let's guess what Lan Lan is doing now? I bet on a hot pot, they must be at home playing games now."

"Old Wang next door: In front, don't forget that the store manager is not single. This is a great opportunity, playing games?"

"Macchiato: What's the matter, look down on single dogs who play games and read novels during the holidays! [Angrily flips the table]"

"Is the hawthorn slice delicious: Manually summon @店长我的, local tyrant, will it bubble up during the holidays? I didn't see you in the store manager's live broadcast today!"

Many netizens are celebrating the festival, and a small number of netizens are still discussing the pictures they saw during the live broadcast.

"A codewriter: the manager of the store, the man, by the way, looks a little familiar. I remembered the previous rumors."

"I don't know anything: As a small citizen who witnessed everything at the beginning, I was very pleased to see the man next to the store manager in the live broadcast room, and I finally made it right. It's not easy. [The old father's eyes filled with tears]"

"I also want a gift today: the one in the front! Tell me who it is! Be careful, I will follow the network cable to find you! [妹火奶笑]"

Song Lan blinked, turned his head to look at Zhen Chen who was teasing the cat, and finally began to reflect on whether they were too high-profile.