Stanley Batton, who sat next to Xyla Quest, calmly and slowly ate a mouthful of noodles. "I'm glad you like it."

"I love it, Five Batton. You are definitely the best cook among the men I've met," Xyla complimented.

It seemed like there was nothing Stanley couldn't do well.

Everything he did, he did it perfectly.

"Hurry up and eat. After dinner, go to bed," he said.

Xyla nodded and continued to eat her bowl of noodles.

She alternated between a mouthful of soup and a mouthful of noodles. Every mouthful warmed her heart and stomach.

"Your noodles taste very good," Xyla said while she ate.

After that, Xyla's face turned red again.

Her choice of words seemed to sound...

A little problematic.

"Really?" Stanley's eyes glistened playfully.

you made

you meant? Did you mean something else?"

"..."

red all over

ears

was going on with her tonight? Why couldn't she

tasted good? Why aren't you

"I'm eating now..."

"Alright, come on."

her head lowered without saying anything as she continued to eat. It felt as

avoided his gaze at all costs and proceeded to drink the

quiet and ate his bowl

very well-mannered when

simple noodle meal, he made it seem as if

Xyla quickly carried her bowl into the

"Leave it. I'll take care of it.

goodnight." Xyla was still avoiding his gaze. She turned

was still pounding

smile deepened. His brows seemed to relax

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