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.

awkwardly. "The noodles you made taste really good.

Did you mean something else?" He

"..."

had turned red all

ears felt piping

her tonight?

tasted good? Why

"I'm eating now..."

"Alright, come on."

It felt as

deep breath, Xyla avoided his gaze at all costs and

became quiet and ate his bowl of noodles

seemed very well-mannered

a simple noodle meal, he made it seem as

Xyla quickly carried

hold of her bowl. "Leave it.

gaze. She turned around and headed upstairs

was still pounding

smile

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