You Are The Apple of My Eyes

Chapter 694 Like A Temptress

Leon sulked as he ate his breakfast at the restaurant. The entire time, he wasn't saying anything.

In contrast to his mood, the chatter around them was lively. Michelle never noticed anything outside of the ordinary from Leon. She just watched him pick up noodles with his chopsticks and scoop out soybean milk with a spoon.

She was so mesmerized by Leon's mouth.

Her throat lumped as she started biting her lower lip.

When Leon raised his head, he saw that she was staring at the spoon he was holding. "Do you want to drink?" he asked. She snapped out of her daydream. At first, she nodded her head in agreement, then the next second, she was shaking her head.

She couldn't make up her mind. Leon then took the initiative and decided for her. "Buy another bowl."

"No, thanks. I'm not that hungry," Michelle said. She was no longer nodding.

Earlier today, she ate breakfast with Colby. After eating, she was supposed to wait for the orchid. However, she got a call from Leon, so she came here without getting the orchid.

If she couldn't get it now, she had to wait another half a month.

She couldn't say anything that was orchid-related. If she did, she might spoil the surprise, which was why she didn't mention to Leon that she already had breakfast.

If Leon found out, he might feel down for no reason.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

"Just drink mine if you don't want to buy another bowl. I can't finish this anyway." Leon was sure that she was hungry. He thought the only reason why she refused was that it would waste money.

He pushed his bowl of soybean milk, which still had half left. His actions took Michelle by surprise, but she continued to press her lips and say nothing.

"You don't like it?" Leon reached out for the spoon he had used. However, Michelle's soft hand grabbed it before he could.

"It's not like that!" Michelle scooped a spoonful of sweet soybean milk and placed it into her mouth. "Leon, I would never dislike the spoon you've used."

Her words shocked Leon.

He was talking about the soybean milk, not the spoon.

Leon watched on as Michelle used the spoon that he had just used.

She continued to slurp a spoonful of soybean milk.

Leon felt something stiffen at the lower part of his body. Embarrassed, he quickly lowered his eyes and looked away.

He continued eating the rice noodles in silence while Michelle just kept looking at him, still oblivious of what Leon was feeling.

After breakfast, Leon sent his location to Bryant and asked him to drive the car back. Then, he accompanied Michelle to the bus station.

The last time they rode in a subway train, the train was empty. But now, many people were waiting in the bus station.

The idea of getting on a bus scared Leon a little bit. Since there were no empty seats, they had no choice but to stand and hold onto the handrail.

Leon felt disgusted. Even though he was trying his best to force a smile, deep inside, he wanted to get out of there.

'Which one's more annoying? Taking a crowded bus or walking back?'

Lost in his thoughts, he jerked when he felt a small hand grab his wrist. Before he could say anything, Michelle had already led him onto the bus and stood beside him.

Since Michelle was short, it was difficult for her to reach the bus handles. Every time she took a bus, she would need to hold onto the headrest of a chair to keep her balance.

She faced the window while Leon was behind her. Since he was tall, he could grab the pole where the handles were attached, leaving them available for others.

When the ride became a bit rocky, Leon strengthened his grip on the pole. When more people got on the bus, he realized why Michelle pulled him in such a hurry. Otherwise, the bus might be so crowded there would no longer be any space for them to stand.

The bus had always been crowded. When there was no more room left for Leon to wiggle, he rolled his eyes and held his breath. He couldn't stand the mixture of different odors coming from other people's sweat or makeup.

Since the windows didn't open, the smell lingered, and there was no wind to blow it out.

Since Leon towered over everyone, the smell emanating from the crowd crawled up his nostrils.

In reality, the odor wasn't as strong as Leon thought it was. Unlike him who was taking the bus for the first time, the others were very calm. Since he was born into a rich family, he never had to get

used to something like this.

The bus started to accelerate. To distract himself from the smell, he looked outside the window as buildings and trees flashed before him. He tried to hold his breath as long as possible but had to start breathing after a while.

He couldn't bring himself to take a deep breath and only exhaled shallowly through his mouth. He was afraid that if he took a deep breath, he would inhale all the smell contained in the bus.

He felt someone squeeze him, causing him to lean his body forward and press against Michelle's back. He felt her body jerk as he made contact.

Michelle tightened her grip on the headrest of the seat and held her breath. Her head leaned against Leon's chest, and she could hear the thumping of his heart.

Her face turned red.

Fortunately, Leon was behind her so he couldn't see her blush.

Leon inched backward, trying to make a gap between them. When the red light flashed, the bus screeched to a halt, and the force threw everyone forward.

Since Leon had been trained since he was a child, he had great control of his lower body and could maintain his balance just by adjusting his footing. However, Michelle didn't. The force shook off her balance as she flew forward together with the sea of people in front of them.

People started screaming and complaining on the bus.

Out of instinct, Leon's left hand moved to hold Michelle in his arm.

Michelle was still shaken by what had just happened. She heard a gentle voice over her head.

"Michelle, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Michelle lowered her eyes and saw the arm supporting her. Leon's arm felt a little cold against her skin. When it pressed harder against her collarbone, she started to sweat.

She could feel her heart beating violently against her ribcage.

Michelle pursed her lips and didn't dare to make a sound. She listened intently to the announcement regarding the stop where they were arriving. The back door opened, and one by one, people starting squeezing out of the bus.

As the sea of people alighted off the bus, Michelle kept still. She couldn't see how many people were leaving via the back door and could only hear the sound of shoes stomping on the floor.

If many people got off, the bus would be less crowded. Leon then would stop holding her like this.

Whenever she took a bus, she had always hoped that there it wouldn't be too crowded. But today, she closed her eyes and prayed for the crowd to remain.

When the bus started moving, the strong arm supporting her was pulled away from her

Unfortunately, her prayers went unanswered.

"There's an available seat. Have a seat, Michelle."

She heard the gentle voice over her head again. When she turned around, she saw that nearly half the people who were standing had gotten off the bus.

Even though she still wanted to lean on Leon just for a little more while, Michelle had no choice but to take the seat.

In the afternoon, she went back to the club and started training again.

Her phone was no longer turned off. Aside from eating, sleeping, and training, Michelle spent her days chatting with Leon on WeChat. Occasionally, they would call each other.

However, they never had video calls since they usually called each other at night. Since Leon was living in the presidential suite, he was afraid that his lie would be exposed.

Michelle didn't have time to go back to see him. Whenever Leon was free, he would visit the club and bring a strawberry dessert for her.

Half a month later, Colby came back from abroad. Michelle asked for leave and left the club. Before buying the orchid, she dialed Leon's number.

"Leon, are you free this noon? I have a gift for you."

"Good morning, Michelle." Leon was still in his bed, half-awake. His voice was a little hoarse and sleepy, which made it sound somewhat seductive. "At noon? I'm not sure if I'm free. But for you, I'll make time. I'm awesome, right?"

His brain was still hazy from just waking up. Since he still didn't have a complete hold of his mental faculties, he sounded as though he wasn't serious. If Wynn heard it, he might scold Leon for being flirtatious.

He didn't hear any response from the other end of the line. With his eyes still closed, he smiled. "Hmm? Are you still there?"

Out of nowhere, Michelle snorted. "You're not Leon! He will never talk like a temptress!"

A sound clicked, and Michelle was no longer on the line.

Leon shook off the sleep in his eyes and opened them wide. 'Did she just call me a temptress?'

He couldn't wrap his brain around what she had just said. Then, his phone rang and saw Wynn's name on the screen. A little annoyed, he picked up his phone and pressed answer. "What's up?"

"So it is you. Michelle told me that a temptress stole your phone."

The mention of that word made Leon gasp.

"A temptress?" "Anyway, I have some news for you. Valerie and I will come back today..."

As soon as Wynn said "temptress," Leon was no longer listening. He had already thrown the phone to his bed, which left Wynn talking to himself.