Only you in my love

Leon's heart skipped a beat.

He had read somewhere that if two lovers witnessed falling snow together, they would grow old together.

At the time, he just chuckled to himself and didn't give it much thought.

Only now did he understand.

The point was not whether this sentence was special or not, rather, what was important was who said it.

After a while, Leon shivered slightly from the cold. "Are you satisfied yet? Let's go inside. It's time for breakfast." "Okay!"

The two walked towards the house hand in hand. Halfway through, however, Michelle suddenly let go of him.

This made Leon stop and look at her quizzically. "Did you forget what happened last night?"

Michelle thought he was referring to what happened in her bedroom, when really, Leon was talking about how their relationship went public the night before. With flushed cheeks, she averted her gaze and said timidly, "No."

Her flustered reaction stunned Leon. Then, it dawned on him; she wasn't thinking about dinner, she was thinking about what happened after dinner. Chuckling, his hand reached up to cup her chin. "What're you thinking about, Michelle?" he asked slyly. "Last night," she answered honestly. Leon raised her chin to look at him. His touch made her heart race, and she could barely look him in the eye.

When she saw Leon's mischievous smile, she felt confused.

'Wasn't Leon talking about what happened in the bedroom?' she wondered.

Leon could see the confusion in her eyes. He lowered his head to kiss her on the lips. "Are you thinking about this?" he asked.

Michelle's face flushed an even deeper red when Leon kissed her out of the blue.

Actually, she didn't blush so easily before.

But after what happened last night, Leon's touch alone gave her goose bumps.

Whenever she looked into his eyes, her mind would flash back to their entangled bodies from the night before.

Her drunk self was completely different from her sober self: one was bold, while the other was timid.

Seeing her gulp uncomfortable and her eyes desperately averting his, Leon didn't have the heart to tease her any more.

He let go of her chin and instead tapped on her forehead with his index finger. Michelle instinctively covered her forehead to protect herself, looking at him with big, innocent eyes.

"I was just kidding," Leon said lightheartedly. "I didn't mean anything. Anyway, I was talking about how you introduced me as your boyfriend to everyone."

"Huh?" Michelle grunted. Of course she remembered this. She might've been drunk, but she didn't lose her memories, especially one as important as that one. So her grunt was more of one in confusion than surprise.

"So you do remember." Leon took her hand again and raised it in front of her. "Since our relationship's not a secret anymore, what's the harm in holding hands?"

Michelle tried to withdraw her hand again, but Leon held onto her tightly.

"Both Van and Don are inside. We have to pay attention to what we say and what we do in front of them. It's not appropriate to hug in front of them, at least, not for too long like what we did just now. The same goes for holding hands," she said. "Why?" asked Leon, perplexed.

"Well..." Michelle thought for a while but realized she didn't know either. "I just know that Nini doesn't kiss her husband in front of the children. If they do kiss, they make sure to kiss Van and Don, too. When they hold hands, they hold hands as a family of four. They will only ever display affection when Van and Don aren't around.

Actually, I don't know anything about raising children. But Nini has two, so I'm sure she knows what she's doing."

Convinced, Leon respectfully let go of his hand.

"I, too, don't know much about child-rearing. Do you want to have a baby with me, Michelle?" Leon gave her a meaningful look.

The thought never occurred to Michelle before. At the mention of having children, she couldn't help but think of something else.

TV shows often depicted newlywed couples getting frisky under a blanket. Then, it'd always cut to the next scene, where the couple would wake up to the morning sun, and the woman would later find out she was pregnant.

Last night, she and Leon had shared a quilt, and they had done a lot of things under the blanket.

She used to major in a science course, so naturally she knew what needed to be done to conceive a baby. However, she was always confused about how things would actually go down between a man and a woman. Only last night did she fully understand how it went.

But still, to have a baby, Leon would've needed to ejaculate inside her.

Michelle blinked at him, too stunned to speak. Then, after a while, she said seriously, "But Leon, I don't think I'm pregnant. You didn't- Hmm!"

Before she could finish that sentence, his hand shot up and clamped her mouth shut.

Leon didn't expect that she would come to her senses so soon. She was so innocent and naive before, but now she even understood that he hadn't don't the last step.

"Ahem." He cleared his throat awkwardly and stiffly tried to change the topic. "Let's go in. I'm hungry."

Michelle didn't understand why he covered her mouth, but at the mention of food, her attention was instantly diverted. "Okay, let's have breakfast," she said, her words muffled by his hand.

Her eyes shone innocently, as though she had no idea how flippant she was just now. Leon, in contrast, was the flustered one now.

As her breath warmed up his palm, he withdrew his hand.

The two headed inside the house without exchanging another word.

In the dining room, they found that the two kids at the table had already started eating breakfast. When the couple came in, they looked up. Don snorted at Leon and turned away from him huffily. Leon frowned in confusion.

'How did I manage to offend him again?'

Nina was also curious. "Don, can you tell me how your uncle made you angry?"

Don snorted again, lowered his head and tore his bread into bits. "Aunt Michelle and I were making a snowman. Then Uncle came and hugged her. Then the servants took me away. The snowman wasn't finished, and it's all his fault!" Nina wanted to laugh.

Leon was speechless.

Michelle laughed nervously and offered, "After breakfast, let's build another snowman, okay?"

This seemed to do the trick. The rainclouds hanging over Don's head disappeared instantaneously and he smiled at her brightly. "Okay!"

"Good boy." Michelle smiled and ruffled his hair.

As soon as the two of them sat down at the table, John came downstairs.

"Good morning, Dad!" Van greeted him first, then Don followed suit.

"Good morning!" Despite John's small smile, he was actually smiling from the bottom of his heart.

The truth was, he didn't like to smile, and he didn't smile often. However, Nina asked him not to be cold to the children. While they needed a strict father, they also needed a loving one.

John was not afraid of his wife, but he was willing to accept her counsel.

Similarly, Nina didn't rely on her husband, but she wanted to be there for him.

The six people sat comfortably at the table. Helen walked in with a smile, followed by a servant, who was pushing a dining cart with a bowl of soup on it.

"Mr. Shi, Mr. Lu, this is the soup we bought especially for you. The soup I cooked for you won't be available until noon."

Michelle cocked her head to the side, her curiosity piqued. "What kind of soup? Can I have some?"

The others in the room were also a little curious.

"Sorry. It was specially made for Mr. Shi and Mr. Lu only." Then Helen spooned some soup into two bowls and set them in front of the two men.

Hearing that the soup was solely for the two of them, both Leon and John guessed what kind of soup it was.

Now that they were studying the ingredients in their bowls, they couldn't help but frown.

It really was nutritious soup for men!

Nina also smelled its contents and burst into laughter. She immediately clamped her hand onto her mouth to stifle her giggles, then proceeded to calmly eat her own breakfast. John speechlessly frowned at his bowl of soup.

Even Leon was at a loss for words.