You Are The Apple of My Eyes

Back then, Charles's drift almost made Michelle puke her guts out. She didn't have time to look back to check who that man was. Charles said it so confidently that it didn't seem to be a lie, so she believed it. Because she didn't see anyone following her, she didn't doubt the man who was wearing a hat in the community last night was actually no other but Leon. She was so excited that she forgot everything. It never occurred to her that Leon was the one who had been following her all the way home.

She suddenly remembered that someone accidentally bumped into her on the plane. The thought excited her, she gasped, "Leon, did you take the same flight with me?"

"Aha, now you remember?" Leon flicked her forehead gently as a punishment and chuckled, "if I weren't there, you wouldn't know how long you could actually sleep." "Oh, I was wrong." Michelle leaned her head on his shoulder, held his hand and pinched it jokingly. She grinned, "Come on, Leon, why don't you tell me?" "Were you surprised yesterday?"

Michelle nodded. With a slight grin on his handsome face, Leon continued, "I just wanted to give you a surprise."

Then he turned to Charles and asked, "Have you ever learned racing before?"

When the topic changed, Charles was stunned for a moment, then he replied, "I've learned how to race from others and I used to race pretty much."

"Why don't you continue? My sister also likes to race cars," said Leon.

"Leon, are you talking about Michelle?" Charles looked back in the mirror and found that Michelle didn't look like a racer.

"No, my sister Nina."

"I see." It was not Charles's fault to misunderstand him. At the beginning, Leon really treated Michelle as his sister, and he never changed the way he called her. It seemed that they were both quite used to the way now.

However, now that they were a couple, things had changed a little differently. In the past, Michelle was always introduced as Leon's sister to the public, but now she was referred as Leon's wife.

Charles said bluntly, "I can't afford a racing car, so I won't continue. My hobby needs a lot of capital, money, talent and of course, free time. I am not particularly skilled, kind of mediocre to be honest with you. I couldn't make a living out of racing, so I have to change my profession accordingly."

"There is always a gap between dream and reality." Charles smiled bitterly. When he talked about his past, his eyes were always filled with disappointment. However, as time went by, he had already calmed down.

"I think it's a good idea to drive for you now." He said sincerely and a hint of gratitude could be sensed in his tone.

"What's so good about it?" asked Leon curiously.

"Your car is so awesome!" Charles couldn't hide his excitement in his voice, "and the salary is also high, much better than the ones I used to get when driving truck or taxi. When you are not in Lexingport City, you still pay me the money. To be honest with you, I am very flattered to receive salary while being idle."

Charles was not that kind of simple minded man. He was honest and decent. The fact that he was very flexible and whimsical was the key reason Leon trusted him. He knew he wouldn't play tricks on him. As capable as Charles, he could even get rid of stalkers at critical moments.

Bryant did find a talent for him.

"There are many cars in my garage. You can drive whichever you like when you take me to places. Of course, you should pay attention to the occasions." Leon said with a kind smile.

Charles was so excited that he honked by accident. He said "thank you" all the way with a smile.

The three soon arrived at C Mansion.

When Leon was not at home, the housekeeper would come to clean the mansion regularly once a week. When he was at home, the housekeeper would come at a fixed time every day, and Leon would ask her to stay longer to prepare meals if it was necessary.

But most of the time, Leon wouldn't eat at home.

He would either dine in the restaurants outside, or in the North Yard.

Now that Michelle had moved in, the housekeeper had become a short-term servant of their family. The contract was signed for three months and she was assigned to live on the first floor.

Leon and Michelle's bedroom and cloakroom were on the second floor.

Shannon earnestly took Michelle's suitcase, carried it into the cloakroom and hung her dresses out neatly in the wardrobe.

Michelle didn't bring much luggage with her, but Leon had already prepared everything for her. Two thirds of the cloakroom were filled with Michelle's items, all kinds of fancy dresses and jewellery.

The decoration of the whole mansion was modern, luxury and slightly extravagant. It was mainly simple designed, and some delicate soft elements were used to show its owner's good taste. The decor was cheerful, bright and mind-lifting.

The master bedroom was of the same style.

However, Michelle's bedroom had a twist to it. There were many bright colours in the room and the shelves were full of lovely cute items.

The seemingly messy room gave her a warm feeling of home, casual and not reserved.

It was not the first time that Michelle had slept in Leon's bedroom. At that time, it was not her bedroom, so she would not have any uninvited idea.

But now the master bedroom was also her bedroom, so the idea of adding something cute to it natually came to her mind.

Later that night, when Leon was gently blowing her hair dry, Michelle decided to discuss something with him. The buzzing sound of the blow dryer rang in her ears, the warm wind and his gentle fingers went through her hair, and she was absolutely spoiled by him at this very moment.

Michelle sat cross legged on the bed. After her hair was dried, she put her arms around Leon's waist and looked up at him. "Leon, can I add something to the bedroom?"

Without hesitation, Leon gave her an affectionate smile, "Yeah, sure."

"Don't you even want to ask me what I wish to add?" Michelle pouted, "What if it's something that you don't like?"

"I will like whatever you like." He stretched out his hand to smooth her hair, which was still warm and fragrant.

His answer made her heart sing, but she still insisted, "Oh Leon, you don't have to accommodate me like this. Tell me what you don't like and I won't buy it back."

"We'll talk about it later. You can just buy whatever you fancy."

"Alright, I'll start with the bedroom for now." Pointing at the floor, Michelle said, "I want to carpet the floor, so that I don't need to wear shoes in the future and can sit straight on the floor. I want to buy the carpet myself. Don't let anyone take over my job. In that way, I will have a sense of accomplishment in the end."

Her words hit something in his heart, Leon's eyes flashed. He smiled, "When you go to buy the carpet, make sure you take me with."

"Okay." After a short pause, she quickly added, "In fact, I want you to accompany me to buy whatever I want to add in the house. It's so pleasant to decorate a warm small house together."

Leon didn't expect this, because he didn't need to worry about home decorating or other house work since he was a child. Naturally, someone would arrange everything for him.

In fact, he didn't want to mind trivial things himself.

Now looking at Michelle's sparkling eyes which were full of expectation, he could feel that his heart soften. With a loving gaze on his face, he touched her head and said, "Sure. Michelle, you can tell me whatever you want to do in the future like today. I'm afraid that sometimes I can't guess what you are thinking and can't care about you."

"Leon, you have to tell me anything as well." Michelle looked at him with a smile, "I'm also afraid that sometimes I can't guess what you are thinking. What if you are unhappy and my carelessness causes misunderstanding between us?"

They had missed each other for three years just because of a small misunderstanding.

Three years was not necessarily a long time, but it was really a pity that they had missed each other.

The two of them both had a hard time during that three years.

No one wanted such a thing to happen again.

"You have to promise me one thing. You can't let any man hug you. Even if you have a male classmate coming from abroad, you can't hug him according to some foreign etiquette." Michelle gave him a confused look.

"Except your father and me, you can't hug any man. This is my only demand. Come on, let's pinky swear it."

He stretched out his little finger. Pinky swear was a common oral agreement ceremony of Michelle.

Michelle chuckled, she obediently raised her finger and said, "It's a deal then."

When she was about to hook her finger with his, Michelle who seemed to think of something, suddenly withdrew her hand and shouted, "Wait."

Leon frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Michelle shyly asked, "What about our child in the future? You can't stop me from carrying the baby. What about Van and Don?"

Leon hesitated for a moment and said, "Fine. Children under five years old are okay."

"Five years old?" Michelle's eyes widened, "Don and Van just turned five. No, I still want to hold them."

Instead of sitting on the bed, she changed her position and knelt on the bed. She tentatively raised her head and kissed his chin, "How about ten years old?"

"No. Five years old." Leon was rather stubborn, he insisted.

Michelle kissed him again, and this time she kissed him on the lips.

"Alright, six years old," Leon raised his eyebrows.

"Nine years old." Michelle kissed him two times in a row.

Leon swallowed hard and murmured, "Seven years old. My bottom line. Kids over seven are already in primary school. They can run, jump, cry and make a scene. Not to say that they are quite heavy. Why do you want to hold them anyway? Aren't you looking for trouble?"

Michelle smiled, "Okay, okay, seven years old and that's it."

The two of them took many steps to make the pinky swear. They hooked fingers, sealed with thumbs and said oral agreement. After reaching the final agreement, Michelle loosened her grasp around his waist and said, "It's time to sleep. Good night, honey."

After saying that, she lifted the quilt and lay down, only revealing her round head, and her face was a little feverish.

Leon was stunned by the word "honey" for a moment. His ears suddenly turned red. He turned to look at Michelle, who immediately closed her eyes.

She wanted to hide away after flirted with him. What a little rascal!

He wouldn't spoil her this time. Without hesitation, he pounced on her and said, "Honey, I want to have a baby with you."