Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me
Chapter 82 : The First Night With A Beloved Person

Chapter 82: Chapter 82 : The First Night With A Beloved Person

Feng Jietang exuded the confidence of a groom on his wedding day, but beneath the surface, he was as bashful as a bride on her wedding night.

Listening to the sound of running water when Shen Jingwei took a bath was enough to drive his blood pressure high.

However, the sight of Shen Jingwei emerging from the steam, his skin glistening with droplets of water, made Feng Jietang’s heart skip a beat.

How could a man be so attractive?

Was he gay after all?

Ahhhhhhhhhh...!!!

"Feng Jietang."

Oblivious to the turmoil in Feng Jietang’s heart, Shen Jingwei moved closer to him. He pressed one leg on top of Feng Jietang’s bed, right between the latter’s spread legs.

Feng Jietang could see his terrified face reflected in Shen Jingwei’s beautiful eyes.

Nooo...!!! He screamed in his head.

"Say, are we still being monitored at night?"

Feng Jietang swallowed several times before he raised a finger and pointed at a hidden surveillance camera at a corner of the bedroom.

"Oh."

Shen Jingwei moved away from Feng Jietang. The latter was not sure whether to be relieved or devastated.

Relieved because he was not sure he could satisfy Shen Jingwei with his current knowledge about homosexual relationship.

Devastated because deep in his heart, no matter how hard he tried to deny it, he really wanted to sample Shen Jingwei’s lips again.

Feng Jietang immediately started slapping himself.

Pervert! He scolded himself.

How could you hatch such depraved schemes in front of Little Shen!

Feng Jietang, you are a scum.

"Jietang, are you alright?" Shen Jingwei frowned at Feng Jietang, whose cheeks were red from the self-inflicted slaps.

"Yes."

Feng Jietang cleared his throat.

"My throat is itchy," he reasoned.

"..."

So what did you slap your cheeks for...?

Shen Jingwei shook his head but did not voice his thoughts.

"So, how was it on the fields today?" He sat on his bed, facing Feng Jietang.

"Oh, uh, it was good!" Feng Jietang exclaimed. "We have rows and rows of vegetables. Uncle Wang already showed us the order of harvest. We will do the carrots and potatoes tomorrow!"

"Carrots and potatoes..."

Shen Jingwei looked up the ceiling and muttered to himself.

"I checked the fridge and saw some beef fillets. I guess we will have beef stew with potatoes and carrots tomorrow."

He then directed his gaze at Feng Jietang.

"Do you like beef stew?"

"Yes!" Feng Jietang answered, perhaps a bit too enthusiastically.

To be frank, he would eat anything Shen Jingwei served him, be it a boiled egg or a cup of instant noodles. Or both. Both would be great.

Shen Jingwei smiled.

"Great. I will talk it over with Auntie Chen and Yan Renzhong tomorrow."

He then slipped under the blanket and sighed, "Good night, Jietang."

"..."

That was it?

Feng Jietang now felt like a groom who was denied the privilege of having a wedding night.

Oh, well, what was he expecting?

Hopefully Lang Yuxuan scored better with Yan Renzhong, he thought to himself. If Yan Renzhong was successfully taken, it was half the victory.

But when he saw Lang Yuxuan again early the next morning, the younger man did not look like he managed to seduce his mentor the previous night.

"What happened?" He asked Lang Yuxuan in a low voice when the camera crew was busy filming the others.

"Senior Yan was so tired that he went to sleep right after bath. I will try harder tonight," Lang Yuxuan grumbled. "What about you and Shen Jingwei?"

Feng Jietang shook his head helplessly.

"Same. He washed a lot of dishes and still made us some ginger milk at night. He was exhausted. We barely talked."

Lang Yuxuan clicked with his tongue.

"At least you talked. All Senior Yan said to me last night was ’Good night’."

A happy grin spread on Feng Jietang’s face, the classic look of a man in love.

"I guess my night went better than yours, hehehe~"

Lang Yuxuan rolled with his eyes. He grabbed two pairs of work hand gloves and threw one pair at Feng Jietang.

"We have a long day ahead of us. You better not slack around!"

Feng Jietang’s grin evaporated in an instant.

Ugh, farmwork!

Feng Jietang, Lang Yuxuan, and Uncle Wang started their work long before the sun rose.

Once they have enough to sell, they loaded the baskets of produce onto a cart.

Ye Lingxia and Lin Ruoye piled onto the cart, sitting among the goods while Uncle Wang rode on the attached motorcycle.

They headed toward the local market to sell their goods and buy some groceries.

Having worked hard so early in the morning, Feng Jietang and Lang Yuxuan dragged their tired bodies into the dining room, where they ate at least three bowls of congee each.

After tidying up the dishes from breakfast, Yan Renzhong and Shen Jingwei started to prepare lunch.

Uncle Wang left a basket of potatoes and a basket of carrots on the shaded area of the porch for their consumption.

"Around eight potatoes and six carrots will do!" Shen Jingwei’s voice was heard coming from inside the kitchen. He was busy dicing the beef slices.

"I got it," Yan Renzhong replied as he picked the necessary ingredients.

When they were busy preparing lunch, the first letter arrived for the six participants.

"A letter?" Lang Yuxuan jumped to his feet almost immediately.

"A letter?" Feng Jietang groaned. "My arms and legs hurt so much. I can barely move. I don’t want to do anything else today..."

Shen Jingwei flipped the sealed letter in his hand several times. It was light but firm. Judging from its weight, it might contain a card.

"Let’s wait until everyone returns before we open it," he decided.

The other three agreed unanimously.

At noon, Uncle Wang, Ye Lingxia, and Lin Ruoye returned with bags of groceries.

"The potatoes and carrots sold like hotcakes!" Ye Lingxia announced happily. "We have money! We bought some boiled peanuts for everyone!"

"Just in time for lunch," Shen Jingwei greeted them while waving the letter in his hand.

"The first letter has arrived."

The two ladies quickly dumped whatever they brought and rushed toward Shen Jingwei. Together, they opened the letter.

Inside, written in neat cursive letters, was the first instruction from the creative team.