NovelAppXyla Quest's cheeks turned pink instantaneously. "Gosh, it's not what you're thinking. I didn't mean you're lin that way..." "What do you mean then?" "It's just not what you're thinking..." "Well... I'll let you know if I'm lor not, right now." Xyla was on the verge of tears.
She had just recovered from the exhaustion from last night, but her limbs were drained of all energy again now.
She weakly lifted her head and caught a glimpse of the clock. It was almost noon.
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Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Stanley Batton... I warn you not to do this anymore." Xyla got up from the bed while complaining.
Stanley grinned mischievously and sat up. Extending his arm, he pulled her into his embrace once more and gently kissed her forehead. "Okay, I'll control myself next time." Upon hearing that, Xyla knew that he was trying to brush her off again! Xyla glanced at him, coldly before putting on a white camisole dress and heading to the bathroom.
Stanley simply wrapped a towel around his waist and quickly caught up with her. Domineering and without warning, he scooped her knees and lifted her up.
Xyla's heart instantly raced frantically. "What... Are you doing it now?" She was now slightly afraid of him.
A chuckle escaped from the man's lips. "Doing it? Do you wantto do it again?" Xyla rolled her eyes. "Of course not." "Alright then, I shall not 'do it' again." It was undeniable; the English language had an extensive vocabulary with double entendres.
Once again, the man had made her blush and her heart flutter.
Xyla immediately looked away from him and frowned impatiently. "Putdown. I want to wash up." "I'll help you." "I don't need your help." However, the man ignored her and carried her to the bathroom. Putting her down in front of the sink, he proceeded to squeeze the toothpaste for her and placed a cup of water beside the sink. "It'd have been nice if you're so considerate in bed too," Xyla complained.
Stanley studied her expression for a few seconds before squeezing more toothpaste on his toothbrush. "I'm just trying to make you happy. Isn't that thoughtful?" "You call that thoughtful?" Xyla brushed her teeth with resentment written all over her face.
"Well, I'm 'physically' making my wife happy... Is that not considerate enough?" Xyla rolled her eyes at him once more. She had no energy to continue arguing with him on this matter.
After brushing her teeth, she turned on the tap and washed her face carefully.
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"What do you want to eat for breakfast?" The man, who hadjust finished washing his face, asked while wiping his face.
"Are you sure we're having breakfast?" Why did she think that e they ha Nong missed breakfast? "My bad. What do you want to eat for lunch?" "Anything that's not too greasy will be fine. I don't have much appetite now," said Xyla.
"Shall I cook snoodles for you?" "Okay..." "Beef noodles?" "Seafood noodles. I don't feel like having meat..." Xyla added.
"Sure. I'll prepare our lunch now. You can put on makeup first)" Then, the man strode out of the room. X
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