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 leave now,”

Stanley

to eat? I’ll

“Anything works,” he said.

the fridge right next to her. When she saw that

few simple

of the kitchen. The instant

a few simple dishes, including stir-fried eggs with green pepper, stir-fried cauliflower,

entire process took half an

were done, the Chinese medicine

of the kitchen. Right then, Stanley was reading the newspapers in front

white shirt seemed unusually neat and white, making him feel even colder than

Xyla could never get enough of the view of his side

we eat?” Xyla

Stanley said as he slowly looked

looked good and smelled good. The hot steam that wafted through the air seemed to be able to reach the depths of one’s

there a basin we can use to soak your elbow in?”

got up and went to the bathroom to retrieve a

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255