Chapter 639 Don''t Judge People By Their Looks


    The morning sun shone weekly though the clouds, sprinkling sunshine here and there.


    A sweet fragrance filled the air as the flowers bloomed. The streets were spotless after the cleaners


    had thoroughly saw to them. It seemed to be all in vain though as every gust of wind littered the ground


    with the little white flowers.


    Breathing the fresh air, Michelle walked briskly towards the apartment with breakfast in both hands.


    She had worked out her whole routine and calcted everything down to thest minute. As she


    knocked on the door, it was exactly eight o''clock.


    As soon as Leon got out of his bed, he heard the knock. After a swift moment of astonishment, he soon


    guessed who was outside.


    He didn''t open the door immediately. Instead, he washed his face and smoothed his hair in front of the


    mirror. He wanted to shave his beard as well, but he couldn''t leave Michelle waiting for that long.


    As soon as he opened the door, he was met by a sweet smile of the girl standing there. She was


    wearing a ck sleeve dress with the hemline swaying and bobbing against her tender white thighs.


    Her hair was up in a ponytail, exposing her baby face. Watery eyes shone clearly underneath her thin


    bangs.


    Today was only Leon''s third day in Lexingport City. He was a single man and he only had thepany


    of another male friend who also happened to be single.


    Seeing Michelle as soon as he woke up felt surreal. He almost wondered if he was gazing upon a fairy


    who had lost her way.


    The magical creature greeted him with a smile. "Good morning, Leon. I brought you breakfast."


    She waved two paper bags in front of him. He was a little surprised, and then said happily, "Good


    morning, Michelle. Come in."


    "Leon, I brought you my favorite breakfast." Michelle carried the paper bags to the table and took out


    two round stic boxes.


    Out came two bowls of rice noodles and two cups of soybean milk.


    He took a nce and rather shocked, said, "You said your favorite breakfast. I thought it would be


    strawberry cake."


    "That''s dessert. I like sweet food, but my favorite breakfast is the handmade rice noodles." Michelle


    opened the box, took out a straw and inserted it into the soybean milk. She didn''t sit down until she


    pushed it to the opposite side of the table.


    Leon then took that as his sign to sit down.


    "Leon, let me tell you, their handmade rice noodles are delectable, and the soybean milk is freshly


    ground. It''s to die for. I really can''t get enough of them. Have a taste." Her big eyes looked at him


    expectantly.


    The noodles sat in the bowl, looking really light. There were green onions and meat on top of them.


    It wasn''t very oily and seemed perfect for a breakfast meal.


    Leon picked up the chopsticks and was ready to tuck in. "Let me have a try and see why you find them


    so delicious."


    He didn''t eat immediately. Instead, he put the chopped green onions aside and then put the noodles


    into his mouth.


    Noticing this, Michelle thought that she should remind the restaurant not to add green onions next time


    because Leon clearly didn''t like them.


    She looked at Leon''s tightly closed lips gently grinding. There wasn''t even a hint of soup caught at the


    edge of his mouth. He somehow even disyed elegance in his chewing. Michelle was theplete


    opposite of that. She didn''t care if her clothes got stained or the soup sshed everywhere. The most


    important thing was stuffing her cheeks till they bulged as she gobbled her food down.


    He picked up the soybean milk and took a sip. Then he nodded and said, "The soybean milk is really


    delicious. No wonder you like it."


    As Leon spoke, he looked up at Michelle who was already staring back at him. She looked nk, as if


    she was still sleepy. He asked, "Why aren''t you eating? Are you full from just watching me?"


    "Yes, it seems so." Michelle nodded her head and picked up the soybean milk. It tasted the same as


    always, but this particr cup was especially delicious.


    She smiled sweetly. "You''re is so good-looking that you can satisfy both my thirst and hunger."


    As soon as she finished speaking, Leon almost choked on his drink. If he didn''t know that the girl


    across from him was as innocent as a child, he would have been caught in all sorts of panic.


    Being able to tell dirty jokes almost came naturally to men. Even if they''d never been with a woman,


    they could still say all kinds of things.


    "Michelle, be careful who you talk to like that in the future. You can''t just say that to any man."


    Michelle took a sip of the soybean milk and said, "I would only ever say it to you. I''ve never said it to


    anyone else. No one else canpare to you anyway, Leon."


    "That''s good." He breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he noticed that Michelle propped her head up


    with one hand and stared at his face in a daze. "What are you looking at?"


    Raising his hand and touching his face, it suddenly urred to him that he hadn''t shaved yet. His face


    felt rough and he smiled sheepishly. "I forgot to shave."


    This ogling girl loved his face more than anything so she wouldn''t think he looked good with a stubble,


    would she?


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    Perhaps this wasn''t the case. "Leon, you look so good with a beard! You look so mature!"


    Michelle eximed. He couldn''t keep up with her train of thought. "Why have I be mature now


    that I have a beard? What am I when I don''t have one?"


    "Without the beard, I barely remember that you are five years older than me. You look really young and


    the beard just ages you a little," she exined.


    He finally understood. It turned out that the beard just made him look older. He corrected her with a


    smile, "I''m only twenty-six years old so I am young. Is it the beard that makes me look good or do you


    think I am handsome just because it''s me?"


    "Of course it''s not just the beard. For example, the guard at the west gate of our school has a beard


    and he is not an attractive man by any means."


    "Don''t judge people by their looks," Leon said.


    "What?" She was stunned.


    "Leon, you are usually so narcissistic though." How did she pick up on this?


    There was some momentary embarrassment in his eyes. He wondered how she was so mentally sharp


    sometimes.


    "Their rice noodles and soybean milk are incredible. I like them quite a lot."


    Leon tried to change the topic and without much trouble, Michelle was led away. "I like them a lot too. I


    think I''ll have to bring you some more often. They have a wide selection."


    "Okay, thank you so much, Michelle."


    "Leon, you don''t have to thank me all the time. My mom told me that family don''t need to thank each


    other for everything. It sounds a bit detached." Michelle picked up her chopsticks to start eating her rice


    noodles. She slurped them up and as they smacked her lips, they left them shiny like lip gloss.


    As Leon watched her gulp down the food, it reinvigorated his appetite.


    It was just a bowl of rice noodles. How could they look so delicious when she was eating them?


    Michelle loved talking to the people around her, especially when she had stories to tell. As she walked


    up and down the living room to digest her food, she told Leon about what happened this morning in the


    dormitory.


    After she finished speaking, she stretched her arms out andined, "I really wanted to tell them


    that it was still early, but they kept talking and I couldn''t interrupt them. I could only watch them


    frantically run around like they were in a warzone."


    "Ha-ha..." The joy that sounded from him was as pleasant as a wind chime. It filled her ears and


    brought her toughter as well.


    After calming down, Leon looked at her clear eyes and flicked her forehead with a smile. "Michelle, are


    you some kind ofedian? Last night I heard you talk about Mr. Zhao doing pushups, Iughed so


    hard that I could barely breathe. Now I almostugh to death again."


    Michelle raised her hand to her head and protested, "Leon, why did you flick me on the forehead


    again? You flick me all the time."


    "Yes, because I''m happy." Leon flicked lightly again.


    He hadn''tughed like this for a long time.


    It might have been as much as five years at this point. He couldn''t exactly remember. In the past, only


    a few people could make himugh. Valerie brought out this joy from the bottom of his heart, Wynn


    always had a talent for giving him a good chuckle since they were kids and Nina often made himugh


    out of anger more than anything.


    However, he had never felt theughter that he experienced over the past few days. It was different


    from anything he''d ever felt.


    He just couldn''t tell what the difference was though.


    All he knew was that his sister was so entertaining. Perhaps she really was aedian.