Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

When the door was opened, a welcoming little home with a simple design came into view.

There was not a speck of dust visible in Stanley Barton’s home. Everything was arranged according to size and height in an orderly manner. Xyla Quest could tell that he was a very organized person in life.

Coupled with Stanley’s behavior during their meals, Xyla was sure that Stanley had hints of an obsessive compulsive disorder. In fact, he may even be a neat freak.

Xyla put on a pair of slippers before lifting the edge of her dress slightly and looking around the living room.

“Where’s your kitchen?” She asked.

“Over there…” Stanley pointed at the kitchen as he spoke.

Xyla immediately took out the Chinese medicinal herbs and brought them into the kitchen.

“What do you need? Let me help you…” Stanley followed her into the kitchen.

“Nothing at all. All I need is this pot,” Xyla said as she pointed at a white pot on the kitchen top.

After that, she opened the packs of Chinese medicinal herbs before placing the correct portions into the pot. She carefully described the amount needed for each type of herbs firmly as she did so.

Meanwhile, Stanley listened carefully right next to her. Once the important part was done, Xyla poured water into the pot until it was full. She then covered it up and began to boil it.

“We’re done here. Once the water starts to boil, continue cooking it for thirty minutes. After that, pour the water out and soak your elbow with it. Do you get it?” Xyla asked with a serious expression on her face.

“Yeah,” Stanley said.

my

Stanley

to eat? I’ll cook for you,”

“Anything works,” he said.

saw that the fridge was full of various cooking ingredients, she randomly selected a

I’ll make a few simple

and walking out of the kitchen. The instant he

the rice, she quickly made a few simple dishes, including stir-fried eggs with green pepper, stir-fried cauliflower, and

process took

the dishes were done, the Chinese medicine was

reading the newspapers in front of the coffee table

seemed unusually neat and white, making him feel

never get enough of the

will we

said as he slowly

the coffee table. Every dish looked good and smelled good. The hot steam that wafted through the air seemed to be able to reach the depths

there a basin we can use to soak your

and went to the bathroom to retrieve a