True Star Chapter 142, Volume 2 The Budding Talent, 14: Breakfast of Love

True Star 《巨星 》 Ju Xing
True Star Chapter 142, Volume 2 The Budding Talent, 14: Breakfast of Love

Beaten into the cold, Charles now washed himself clean, first applying an even layer of shaving cream to his cheeks and chin, and then shaving slowly with a razor, with a solemn look like he was going out on a date.



As an "unequal treaty" with Charles. Tang Feng had to give Charles a massage today, although it was clearly Charles who gave him a big trough mess at noon.


Soon the mixed-race brown-eyed man came out around the towel, his face cleanly scraped and fresh, his still-dry hair stroking all the way to the back of his head, the gorgeous big back makes Charles's biased European five features more clear and profound, this man has always been very manly, but Tang Feng is very unhappy with Charles's white towel around his waist that seems to not fall off." Can't you just get dressed?" Tang Feng, who was already ready to massage the essential oil and fragrant yellow, narrowed his eyes.


"Doesn't a massage have to be crisp and light?" Tang Feng winked at the man.


Charles was about to rip the towel from his waist when he suddenly noticed that there still seemed to be a person sitting in a corner of the room, and how that person looked familiar.


"Lu Tian Chen, are you here ready to watch? Come on, my friend, get out of here, I don't want you to see me naked, it'll make you feel inferior. The thought of spending the rest of your life in the shadows makes me feel very uncomfortable." Charles spoke loudly about things that made people misunderstand.






Lu Tian Chen was sitting on a small single sofa in the corner of the room looking at a book, he raised his head and looked at someone who was wearing a large display of pecs and abs, 'snapping' the book together, the sound caused Tang Feng to look over as well.


"I live here." Lu Tian Chen said faintly.














"What? This is Tang Feng's room," Charles swallowed an egg-like expression as he quickly reacted and laughed, "What a coincidence, I live here too."


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"Oh, baobei, use a little more force, yes, yes, this is it, I'm so comfortable with your touch......." face down on the big bed, only barely covering the lower half of his body with a bath towel, Charles kept making misleading noises.


Tang Feng sat on the side of the bed, his fingers pressed against the back of Charles's lumbar spine, frankly Charles's skin and body were very good, the massage oil applied to the touch was excellent, but that was not a reason why Tang Feng liked to massage Charles.


He doesn't like to wait on people at all. "Here?" Fingers moved to Charles's entire section, and Tang Feng gave it a bad squeeze, teasing the man in passing, following Charles's exaggerated tone: "Oh, baobei, your little ass is really bouncy."


"Poof!" A Chinese man who resembled a light bulb next to him couldn't help but let out a stifled laugh, and in all the years that Lu Tian Chen and Charles had known each other, it was the first time that he had seen someone dare to tease Charles' fierce and brutal bear, and this man was still Tang Feng.


Who would have thought that Tang Feng, who had not fallen into the water six months ago, was just a capricious rich second generation with an outside-the-box attitude, who was afraid to talk to Charles for the first time like a bunny.


Half a year later, Charles is on the verge of going from a fierce and fearsome wild bear in the jungle to a big brown bear that smiles in a circus today.


What about himself, Lu Tian Chen put his book aside and walked towards Tang Feng and Charles, all he had to do now was sleep in the same room with the two of them so that Tang Feng wouldn't be eaten by some big bear.


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Since they hardly cook at home, many times not going out to eat is just clearing the clock, so when Tang Feng pulls open the fridge in the morning he finds it full of talk of beer, milk and juice, and luckily there are some simple ingredients.


Tang Feng half squatted and picked out some ingredients that seemed like they could be easily cooked: eggs, sausage and some potatoes.


"My goodness, my dear, are you going to make me breakfast? I'm so impressed! Can't tell you're still a homebody, I think I bolted to a big bargain." Charles was up when Tang Feng woke up, but since Tang Feng was the first to occupy the bathroom and Charles didn't want to go to another room to shower, the man slipped out when Tang Feng was already dressed and went downstairs to get the ingredients out of the fridge.


And Lu Tian Chen, who had showered in his original bedroom, was already sitting on the living room sofa flipping through the day's newspapers and magazines.


"No, not made for you." Tang Feng took the eggs, sausage and potatoes out, then turned and walked into the open kitchen next to the living room, leaving him to figure out what to do in the first place. Oh, yes, cut the sausage, cut the potatoes, and then he needs oil." If not go to me, who is it for?" Charles walked down the stairs, feeling something was wrong before he could get the question out, and glared at Lu Tian Chen on the couch.


Lu Tian Chen turned a page of the newspaper and said faintly, "For me." Vicious Armor,” On what grounds?" Not convinced.


"By the way, Tang Feng likes it." Still calm.














Tang Feng opened the kitchen cabinet and finally found a bottle of oil. As for the jealousy-like quarrel between two men in the living room, he pretended that he did not hear it.


Walking to the cutting board, Tang Feng first cut a sausage in half, he felt very satisfied with the fruits of his labor.


Putting the chopped sausage on a plate, he soon placed a few more potatoes on the cutting wrench and muttered to himself, "Just cut it into chunks, it seems pretty simple."


As it turned out, a person who loved potatoes didn't necessarily cut a good handful of potatoes, and Tang Feng picked up his knife and slashed towards the potatoes, the loud chopping sound quickly attracting the two men in the living room who were sneering at each other.


Charles and Lu Tian Chen came over at the same time to observe, Tang Feng had already cut up a few small potatoes by this time, and when he saw these two coming, he raised his head and pointed at the potatoes on the cutting board that were of various sizes, still had their skins and had been tragically divided, and said to Charles and Lu Tian Chen, "Well, I'm not doing too bad, am I?"


The handsome face was so full of smiles of affirmation and praise that Charles swallowed back the mockery he'd spat in his mouth.


"Very good." Lu Tian Chen is a businessman, lying as if he were singing, and he can do it easily.


"Awesome!" Charles wasn't going to give in, and he wasn't the one who ended up eating the potatoes anyway.


With the sausage and potatoes ready, Tang Feng turned the heat on the rack and put on the pot, while Lu Tian Chen, who was aside, reminded in due time, "Pour in the oil and heat it first before putting the potatoes."“ “This one I know, I saw it on a cooking show." The Tang Feng benzene was poured into the pot from the oil bottle, great, half of the oil was gone.


"It's fried potatoes anyway." Charles chuckled lowly, a whiff of submissive gloating.


And Tang Feng lived up to Charles' expectations, pouring the chopped ingredients into the frying pan, along with potatoes and sausage, and two eggs.


Luckily, Tang Feng did know how to crack an egg.


Charles and Lu Tian Chen then watched as Tang Feng poured a spoonful of salt into the pot, presumably not enough to taste, and added ketchup and black hume to it.


It's over the fire, the eggs are battered, the potatoes are a little black and the sausage is a little charred.


"Isn't ketchup and black pepper benzene on a plate?" It wasn't until the end that Tang Feng remembered that he usually ate potatoes that were all masked ingredients.


His question left one at a loss for an answer.


Charles patted Lu Tian Chen's shoulder, "The love breakfast that Tang Feng prepared especially for you, you should eat them all."


"It's a bit ugly but I don't think it tastes too bad, feel free to eat a little, pour it if it's not good, I did order takeout." Just as he was talking the doorbell rang, Tang Feng washed his hands and came out of the kitchen and handed Lu Tian Chen the plate filled with love breakfast, "My takeaway is here, I'll answer the door."


Lu Tian Chen silently took the plate, and Charles smiled as he walked past him to chase Tang Feng, who had just brought in the bought breakfast on Lu Tian Chen's condition, "Make him breakfast. There is no stipulation on what the breakfast will taste like, although Tang Feng completed the task, but he also knows that the breakfast he made sells really through cake, and I guess the taste will not be too good."














“I bought some porridge, lots of it." Tang Feng said somewhat embarrassedly, "This is my first time making breakfast, so you don't need to eat it."


He was afraid that Lu Tian Chen would eat and get a bad stomach.


Lu Tian Chen ate a piece of fried potato: "Tastes okay, it's your first time, isn't it?" Strike, call Yu let people float, from the point of view of the body, Tang Feng's first time was indeed Lu Tian Chen's, if one more consciousness is planted, then the real first time should be in a certain night in the case of him drugged by Charles happened.


This kind of thing Tang Feng didn't want to go to around to again


Charles's face was a little dark: "I am an open-minded man."


Don't expect Tang Feng to feel any guilt, it's not like he forced Lu Tian Chen to eat it.


In the afternoon, Charles drove Tang Feng to the set, and as to why not Lu Tian Chen, it was because the latter's stomach started to grow when he was in the middle.


~ True Star ~


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