Stanley Batton started chuckling next to Xyla Quest’s ear…

Xyla quickly grabbed his phone and opened the photo album.

“During dinner tonight, Mom told me about your snowy plum painting. I saw it on Weibo too. You’re amazing, darling,” Stanley praised Xyla generously. There was a look of approval in his eyes, but his smile was not quite apparent.

Xyla smiled without saying anything. “To be honest, it’s not that great… I never thought I was amazing or anything…”

“Here, have it back,” Xyla said before returning Stanley his phone.

“Put it back where you took it from…” Stanley’s voice sounded like a cello. There was an attractive quality to it.

“In your dreams,” Xyla said as she blushed.

“Good girl… Do what you’re told to,” Stanley said.

“No,” Xyla refuted.

“If you don’t, you’ll be punished,” Stanley said.

With that, Stanley pressed his body against hers.

Suddenly, Xyla’s heart began to pound. She subconsciously pressed against his chest while she chuckled. “Stop it…” she complai