After the two pretty waitresses put down the alcohol. They glanced at each other before walking out of the room.

Once the door was closed behind them, the two of them started carefully discussing with each other-

"Isn't Stanley way too humble in front of Xyla? He's such an excellent man, but he's actually so afraid of his wife that he'd lose himself?" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Xyla is too lucky. I've never been jealous of anyone, but this time, I'm really jealous."

"There's no use being jealous. It's our fault for not having such god-like luck as Xyla."

***

Xyla Quest and Stanley Batton stayed around to have fun at the bar until two o'clock in the morning before heading home.

The two of them had both drunk quite a lot. After taking a shower, they started fooling around again due to their drunkenness... Xyla was kept busy all night long.

When she opened her eyes the next day, it was already noon....

up, she felt

felt as if she was like a broken rag doll that had been

with much difficulty, she saw that Stanley was still

was wearing a white shirt with a pair of black

bed with his laptop in his hands,

saw him being so energetic, she couldn't help but

was he always so energetic

be more tired after this

felt awfully

neck around a little before rubbing her thin waist and asking softly. She sounded a little drained... "Earlier... Dad, Mom, and Grandpa asked us to

for you at home,"

still

of bed now..." With that, Xyla struggled to get up. "I wonder, what is it

has to be good news." However, Stanley

more curious. "What exactly is

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