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 taste really good.

you meant? Did you mean something else?"

"..."

red all over

her ears

with her tonight? Why

you say the noodles I made tasted good? Why aren't

"I'm eating now..."

"Alright, come on."

her head lowered without saying anything as she continued to eat. It felt as if her heart would soon pop out of her chest. Was

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

his bowl of

very well-mannered when

if it was a simple noodle meal, he made it seem

bowl of noodles, Xyla quickly carried her

of her bowl. "Leave it. I'll take care of it. Go to bed," he

gaze.

heart was still

smile deepened. His brows seemed to relax

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