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....

moment she woke up, she felt her body

moment, Xyla felt as if she was like a broken rag doll

much difficulty, she saw that Stanley was still in

a white shirt with a pair of black

head of the bed with his laptop in his hands, focused

Xyla saw him being so energetic, she couldn't

he always so energetic after they

men be more tired after this kind of

felt awfully confused

up?" Xyla moved her sore 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 go home for a while. They said

do. They're waiting for

still

Xyla struggled to

to be good news." However, Stanley didn't answer her question

curious. "What exactly is

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