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.

what you meant? Did you mean something

"..."

red had turned red all

her ears felt piping

with her tonight? Why couldn't she

made tasted good?

"I'm eating now..."

"Alright, come on."

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

gaze at all costs and proceeded to drink the soup in

ate his bowl

seemed very well-mannered

was a simple noodle meal, he made it

finishing her bowl of noodles, Xyla quickly carried her bowl

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

was still avoiding his gaze. She turned around and headed upstairs

was still pounding abnormally

watched her leave, his smile deepened. His brows seemed to relax

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