Xander's POV"How was it? Did you and Xevia..." Uncle didn't continue his words, and he only emphasized his point by looking at me mischievously."No, not yet," I replied a little nervously."You suck," Uncle said as he sipped his coffee."I had a lot of work these few days, uncle. So I didn't have time to make love to her," I evaded."This morning, because of him," I pointed at Archer."I didn't even get time to visit Xevia in her room. And I could only tell Mr. Clayton to provide new clothes and food for her.""I also asked Mr. Clayton to turn on a smart TV for her in her room so she wouldn't get bored." I continued."Did you also order snacks for her?" the uncle asked, looking at me with a surprised face.I, who was just about to scoop my cream soup, immediately stopped moving and looked at him, perplexed."Snacks?" I asked back."Yes, snacks. You know, my son, women love snacks, cakes, chocolates, potato chips, or fruits.""Looks like I forgot that part," I muttered as I reached i
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