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 hisp, he pulled her towards him. "Sit here."


    Compared with the stiff wooden chair, he figured his thighs were softer and morefortable. 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 awork 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 nkly.


    ''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 carst 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 hisp.


    "Trust me, this is morefortable than sitting on a chair."


    "Okay." Michelle finally relented and sat on hisp. It only took two seconds before she started


    shifting her weight ufortably.


    It wasn''t her fault she was born delicate. But the rough sexst night exhausted her and herher


    regions were particrly sensitive today.


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


    "To be honest, this isn''tfortable at all. I think I''d do better on a chair."


    Leon''s face drew a nk.


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    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 sexst night, her


    disposition towards him always drastically changed.


    ''Is it because I didn''t perform wellst night?''


    Leon began to doubt himself.


    But then he recalled the expression of pleasure on Michelle''s facest night. He quashed his doubts


    as quickly as they came.


    Maybe it was just that hisp was too bony for her now.


    "All right. Stand up. I''ll find 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 eyesnded 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 Ind.


    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 arge 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, asionally 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 asionally taking a bite from his


    te.


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


    He quietlymitted this scene to his memory, vowing to never forget this day for the rest of his


    life.


    Oh, andst night, too.


    In the blink of an eye, Monday reared its ugly head. Leon was to leave Lexingport City and return to


    C Ind. 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 exined 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 noting 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 woulde 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 rtionship was clear, he was not afraid of the temporary separation.


    It was an uneventful flight back to C Ind.


    When he got off the ne, he searched for Wynn, but instead, it was a beautiful woman who


    greeted him.


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