You Are The Apple of My Eyes
Chapter 827 You Are Flirting with Me

When they arrived downstairs, Michelle caught a glimpse of a clock on the wall. Her eyes went wide with disbelief. "Leon, how could you lie to me?"

"Sorry, I also thought it was morning." Leon put his arm around her reassuringly and led her to the dining table. "Are you hungry? The food is ready. I made it myself. Think long and hard as to how you'll repay me."

"Leon, did you cook all by yourself?" With a glittering light in her eyes, Michelle quickened her pace, but slowed down consciously after walking two steps.

She pretended to be calm, and Leon couldn't be frank to expose her, so he also slowed down.

The dishes on the table were all light, neither spicy nor greasy. Even the chicken soup tasted light, which made it even more appetizing.

The physical exhaustion from the events of the night before weighed heavy on Michelle, and she couldn't wait to sit down and eat. However, Leon stopped her from sitting on a dining chair.

He sat down. Patting his lap, he pulled her towards him. "Sit here."

Compared with the stiff wooden chair, he figured his thighs were softer and more comfortable. It didn't cross his mind she could just use a cushion.

Michelle eyed Leon's slender legs and then looked at him.

"Leon, I feel like you are driving a car*,"

she said with a serious look on her face.

(*TN: In Chinese, driving a car is a network catchword. It means flirting with someone.)

Her words stunned Leon, rendering him speechless.

He wasn't flirting with her right now.

Wondering why she was suddenly so sensitive, he looked at her with searching eyes. How'd she even know what flirting was like?

Her reaction really took him by surprise.

However, what she said next stunned him. Blinking innocently, Michelle said, "Leon, every time you come and pick me up, you would say 'sit here.""" 'What?

So she actually means driving a car, not flirting!'

Finally, he let out a chuckle. "Well, I am not driving a car right now."

"I know," Michelle replied, staring at him blankly.

'Silly girl, that's not what I mean,' he thought to himself.

With a sly smile, Leon teased her, "Next time while I drive a car, I'll say the same thing."

"Okay." Michelle remembered Leon had carried her into his car last night. "Leon, you don't have to carry me next time. I can walk on my own."

"I'll remember that next time." Then Leon pulled her towards him, coaxing her into sitting on his lap. "Trust me, this is more comfortable than sitting on a chair."

"Okay." Michelle finally relented and sat on his lap. It only took two seconds before she started shifting her weight uncomfortably.

It wasn't her fault she was born delicate. But the rough sex last night exhausted her and her nether regions were particularly sensitive today.

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and admitted the truth to Leon.

"To be honest, this isn't comfortable at all. I think I'd do better on a chair."

Leon's face drew a blank.

In the span of five minutes, he'd been rendered speechless more than once.

He suspected that his girlfriend didn't care for him anymore after they had sex.

Before, she used to cheer him on and encourage him. But after they had sex last night, her disposition towards him always drastically changed.

'Is it because I didn't perform well last night?'

Leon began to doubt himself.

But then he recalled the expression of pleasure on Michelle's face last night. He quashed his doubts as quickly as they came.

Maybe it was just that his lap was too bony for her now.

"All right. Stand up. I'll replace you a cushion." In order not to embarrass Michelle, he added quickly, "I also need one. The chair is really hard."

As she watched him leave, her eyes landed on his long, slender legs. He really was too thin, which concerned her. She figured she'd give him some supplements when he came back from C Island. For now, she decided to fill up a bowl with soup.

Leon came back with two cushions and put them on two chairs. He put his hands on Michelle's shoulders and led her to one of the chairs, urging her to sit down. Then he sat next to her. "Leon, eat." Michelle pushed a large bowl of chicken soup in front of him. "You should eat more!"

'I made this for you, not for me,

Leon thought to himself. What did she mean by this? Suddenly, his earlier suspicion began to creep up on him again.

Fortunately, what Michelle said next saved him from his suspicion.

"Leon, you're much too thin."

Leon finally felt at ease. Happily, he filled another bowl with soup, for Michelle this time. He watched her slurp it up bit by bit, occasionally eating a spoonful of rice to go with it. 'She must be starving, ' he thought to himself.

Her cheeks, bulging from the food in her mouth, amused Leon.

He found that such a trivial thing as Michelle eating was enjoyable to watch. Seeing her scarf down the food made him feel as though he was the one eating.

Noticing his watchful gaze, Michelle cocked her head to the side and swallowed the food in her mouth. "Leon, why aren't you eating?"

"Don't worry about me." Leon just continued to watch her, only occasionally taking a bite from his plate.

He sighed happily. It felt so good to watch her enjoy the food he made.

He quietly committed this scene to his memory, vowing to never forget this day for the rest of his life.

Oh, and last night, too.

In the blink of an eye, Monday reared its ugly head. Leon was to leave Lexingport City and return to C Island. Nina, John, and James came to see him off. But, to their confusion, Michelle wasn't there.

"Where's Mimi?" James asked.

"She has work," Leon explained calmly. "Unlike you guys, who are all bosses and can take time off whenever you please, she can't just take a leave. Besides, it's not like I'm not coming back."

"Not necessarily. After all, Uncle Leon, you're not an ordinary person, unlike us," James blurted.

Leon looked at him coldly.

When James realized that he had said something wrong, he smiled awkwardly. "Oh, don't mind me. I don't know what I'm saying."

"Okay," Leon replied dubiously.

"Leon, be careful on the road. Update us when you get home. And take this, it's a gift from Van and Don." Nina handed him a dark brown bag.

"How nice of them!" Moved, Leon took it with care. Then, he turned to John and said seriously, "Take good care of my sister and nephews, or else, you're dead." John just looked silently at Leon, but Leon knew that he would even if he didn't ask him to.

James threw his arms around Leon, sorry to see him leave. "Be safe, okay?"

"James, you're as fine a man as John. I'm sure you'll surpass him in the future." Leon patted him on the back. When they parted ways, he left to check in to his flight. He knew that he would come back someday, so he didn't leave in low spirits. Even if they were miles apart, he would keep an inseparable connection with Michelle. Since their relationship was clear, he was not afraid of the temporary separation.

It was an uneventful flight back to C Island.

When he got off the plane, he searched for Wynn, but instead, it was a beautiful woman who greeted him.

"Welcome back, Your Highness. I'm your new secretary, Barbie Yin."