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The Number One Star in the Interstellar Era

He just became the newly-crowned movie emperor when he died a tragic (actually, very stupid) death. On his way to cross the NaiHe bridge, he managed to evade Meng Po and not drink her soup. Thus keeping the memories of the life that he just had. But he would never have imagined that he would be reincarnated hundreds of thousands of years later. In the Interstellar era! If it happened to other guys, they would definitely want to be a mecha warrior. Don't most men dream of that at least once in their life? But sadly, that's not for him. There's only one goal in his mind - to be the number one star in the Interstellar era. With the knowledge and skills he got from his past life, he would definitely achieve it. But who was this annoying person who kept on pestering him? A certain prince smiled in a scary and crazy way: Cook food for me or else die. = a few months later = A certain prince leaned over and moved his face closer: I don't need food, I could just eat you. A bad tempered yandere gong X a reincarnated movie emperor shou *NaiHe bridge - a bridge that souls crossed to enter reincarnation **Meng Po - the lady on the Naihe bridge who gives out soup that lets the souls forget their memories, thus entering the cycle of reincarnation in a clean slate. Twitter: @tyramisu_wn IG: @tyramisu_novels

Tyramisu · LGBT+
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607 Chs

PLANS FOR LUNCH

THE initial crunch of the crispy exterior gave way to a soft and slightly sticky texture within. As they chewed, a subtle sweetness that mingled with the nutty flavor of toasted sesame seeds greeted them. The filling, some kind of smooth and comforting paste, provided a delightful contrast to the outer shell. Their taste buds were met with a delightful mix of flavors—sweetness, nuttiness, and earthiness—that pleasantly surprised them and left them curious to try more.

Casey looked at Astrid in surprise. "You really made this? It's so delicious!"

"Thank you, and yes, I made it," Astrid answered.

Even Thomas made a comment. "You can be a professional pastry chef with this level of skill."

"That's right! If you had your own bakery, I'd be there every day buying everything," Casey exclaimed enthusiastically. "But what do you call this? There's something sweet inside. What is it?"