“…” Xyla Quest was at a loss for words suddenly.

“I’ll pay attention next time. What are we having for dinner?” Stanley Batton changed the subject smoothly.

“What do you want to eat? I’ll make it,” Xyla said. She seemed completely unaware of the wound on her hand.

Stanley had never met a girl like her from a wealthy family who was nowhere close to being effeminate.

“’What do you want to eat?” Stanley asked.

“I’m fine with anything. Just tell me what you want. I’ll make it,” Xyla repeated.

“Stay here,” Stanley said before turning around and walking toward the kitchen with a smile.

“What about your elbow?” Xyla asked.

“It’s fine,” he said.

“I’ll help you out,” Xyla said before getting up and running after him. However, as soon as she arrived by the door, the kitchen door was shut in her face.

the

once she heard the clicking sound of the lock. However,

would not open the door no matter what. Therefore, she returned to the couch and sat cross-legged as she played Honor of

three matches in the game, Stanley called out for her

before she washed her hand

the dining table as he placed the cutlery in their rightful positions. The sleeves of his black shirt were rolled up to

the simple white apron gave off a noble aura when Stanley wore

table were four steaming hot dishes filled with prawns in tomato sauce, scallion-grilled sea cucumbers, abalone dipped in oyster sauce, mushroom coleslaw,

of the presentation of food and the choices of color, it all looked like a five-star

good cook.

think you could cook this

he began peeling a large prawn and

She then used her chopsticks to pick up the large prawn before giving it a taste. The blend of the prawn’s fresh taste and the sour taste of the tomato was perfect. Due to the soft texture of

Xyla gave Stanley the

in that case,” Stanley said before placing another peeled prawn in

elbow hasn’t fully recovered yet. You

you think your fingers are capable of peeling prawns?” Stanley asked calmly before

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