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

meant? Did

"..."

turned red

her ears felt

with her tonight? Why couldn't she say

noodles I made tasted

"I'm eating now..."

"Alright, come on."

she continued to eat. It felt as if her heart would soon pop out of her chest.

a deep breath, Xyla avoided his gaze at all costs and proceeded to drink

his bowl

very well-mannered when

if it was a simple noodle meal, he made it seem as if they were eating

Xyla

hold of her bowl. "Leave it. I'll take care of it. Go

Xyla was still avoiding his gaze. She turned around

heart was still

smile deepened. His brows seemed to relax

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