Andashan nodded and said: "I also think he doesn't look like a ghost eunuch. When he first saw you in some hotel that day, the expression in his eyes was a normal reaction for a man."

Andashan looked at An Ran and said: "Spiritual love without physical body is much more difficult than physical love. It depends on whether you can beat that Luo Wen."

"If you can't defeat a haunted house janitor, you'll never get the haunted object."

After Andasan finished speaking, he suddenly opened his mouth as big as a basin, picked up the box containing the roast goose, and threw the box and the box into his mouth.

Andashan chewed the roast goose and the box as if he was chewing a meatball, took a look at An Ran, stood up and left.

"Bang!" The sound of a door closing made An Ran shiver in shock, and then she collapsed on the sofa slumped.

Chen Ming suddenly woke up and found that he was sitting on a chair. He was holding an empty cup in his hand. He had only eaten a few cookies on the tray on the table, and the red wine in the two decanters was empty.

An Ran was not here. Chen Ming looked around and saw An Ran sitting on a hanging chair not far away, his body swinging with the hanging chair.

Chen Ming breathed a huge sigh of relief. He had just had a very erotic and frightening dream. He dreamed that he and An Ran were exercising passionately on the bed, but at the last moment, he became impotent.

No matter Anran tried every means, it didn't respond. Desperate Anran screamed and ran away. Chen Ming also woke up in fright. Fortunately, it was just a dream. Chen Ming's heart was still beating loudly.

Even though it was just a dream, Chen Ming still looked at An Ran with some embarrassment. An Ran was holding a wine glass in his hand, with half of the red wine in the glass, and An Ran was leisurely tasting it.

Chen Ming glanced at the decanters on the table. Both were empty. Chen Ming frowned. Did he drink the wine himself, was he drunk, or was An Ran drank it?

An Ran looked at Chen Ming walking over, the corners of his mouth turned up, showing a charming smile, and said: "Are you awake?"

Chen Ming blushed and said, "I——, how much did I drink?"

"Three cups, really three cups!"

Chen Ming wondered when his drinking capacity had become so bad. He sat on the hanging chair opposite An Ran and said to An Ran: "Your wine is very strong!"

I don't know whether it was because of too much wine or some other reason, but An Ran's face was red and a little shy. She looked beautiful and attractive.

Chen Ming was afraid that he would have other thoughts and did not dare to look any further, 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 this place?"

"The design is so ingenious that it truly is a master's kitchen. It opened my eyes."

An Ran took a small sip of the red wine, ignoring Chen Ming's flattery, with a hint of melancholy sadness on her face.

Chen Ming asked carefully, "What's wrong with you? It's really nice here."

"Every day when I come home, I have to stay here for a long time. I am always immersed in it and feel like I am a fairy in Wonderland."

Chen Ming asked strangely: "Isn't this great? It's really like a fairyland here. When I stay here, I feel sublimated."

"But today, when you came, I suddenly realized that this place is so magical, a little out of touch with the fireworks of the human world!"

Chen Ming laughed at himself: "I'm really ashamed. It was me, a common man, who brought you back to reality from the fairyland."

After hearing Chen Ming's self-deprecation, An Ran chuckled and said, "Yes, you made me think that I, a fairy, should return to the human world and continue to be a human being. I can't stay in a fantasy world and indulge in myself all day long."

"Then what are your plans? There are too many worries in life?"

An Ran raised his glass and said, "Let me be a common man with troubles!"

Chen Ming responded and said: "Welcome back to the team, great layman!"

An Ran hesitated to speak, but took a big sip of wine. She turned to Chen Ming and said, "You want to learn pastry, right?"

Chen Ming said: "Yes, the hotel only sells steamed buns, which is a bit monotonous. I want to learn how to make noodles."

"Also, I would like to ask you about what equipment is used if it is used in a hotel. For example, for ovens and the like, which brands are more suitable."

An Ran smiled slightly and said: "It depends on how many people dine in your hotel every day, what kind of products you want to supply, and then you purchase the corresponding equipment based on the daily demand."

Chen Ming nodded happily. This was indeed the case. Fortunately, he asked An Ran first and did not buy equipment rashly.

"Well, let's find some time. How about I go to your place to have a look and help you design a kitchen plan based on the hotel's needs?"

After hearing this, Chen Ming said happily: "That's great, how should I thank you properly?"

An Ran said casually: "We are now kitchen friends, so why don't we talk about thanking you? Just treat me to a cup of coffee then."

Then the two talked for a long time about the kitchen. Finally, they made an appointment for the next meeting, and Chen Ming left.

After Chen Ming left, he sat quietly on the hanging chair for a while, then suddenly slammed the cup in his hand to the ground. He raised his head and looked at the moon projection above and let out a wolf-like howl.

Then his body jumped up like a civet cat, and fell to the ground as lightly as a fallen leaf. An Ran suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of anger.

With a flick of his legs, the person leaps into the air. He stretches his arms lightly in the air and kicks.

As if feeling An Ran's movements, a lively and powerful dance music sounded. An Ran danced under the big tree to the music.

Her legs are light and her body is agile. Sometimes she dances like a butterfly playing among the flowers. Sometimes she dances like a tiger and a wolf running through a stream. Sometimes she is soft like water flowing in the mountains. Sometimes she is strong like a white rainbow penetrating the sun.

When he was exhausted from dancing, he collapsed to the ground, as quiet as death.

Chen Ming left An Ran's home and walked on the street, watching the constant flow of people. He was happy in his heart. He didn't expect that the kitchen affairs would go so smoothly.

But for some reason, the erotic scene from the dream appeared in his mind again. Chen Ming shook his head to drive away the distracting thoughts, feeling a little annoyed in his heart.

I already have Luo Wen, so I can't think about it anymore. Thinking about these things is disloyal to Luo Wen. In addition, if nothing happens in the future, try not to come to An Ran's house.

He was very afraid of what he would do if something like this really happened, and Chen Ming had no confidence in himself.

Thinking of how he would face Luo Wen when such a thing really happened, Chen Ming was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat.

This kind of thing must not be allowed to happen, Chen Ming thought hard.

Chen Ming returned to the hotel as if he was running away, immediately got into the kitchen, and began to concentrate on making steamed buns. Only when making steamed buns, his mood was calm.

When the drawer of steamed buns was finished, Chen Ming suddenly laughed to himself. Nothing happened. It was just a dream. Am I so scared because of a dream?
Chapter completed!