When Xyla Quest heard what Stanley Batton said, her heart clenched. She subconsciously turned to look at his eyes.

There was a mysterious look in his eyes, and it appeared as if he was smiling faintly.

Right then, Xyla felt as if her heart had gone numb.

She began to blush as images of what happened the other night appeared in her mind.

“You’re annoying. What are you saying?” Xyla pretended to be calm as she frowned and looked at him with a serious expression.

“Can’t you be a little purer?” Stanley’s smile became more apparent.

“You’re the impure one,” Xyla said.

“How am I impure?” Stanley asked.

“How are you not impure? Hurry up and do it already,” Xyla said with a serious face.

After saying that, she blushed yet again.

Wait a second…

What the hell did she just say?

“Sure, I’ll do it,” Stanley said without moving. His eyes glimmered.

Xyla’s face was now red all over. “What are you saying?”

“Didn’t you say you wanted me to do the noodle the freshly-homemade way?” Stanley