Only you in my love

Michelle put away her phone in a hurry. She wanted to read all of it, but she was afraid that Leon might see.

Leon, who was taking occasional glances at Michelle, didn't see anything on her phone. However, his gut told him that she was hiding something that was related to him. Michelle opened the door and was greeted by pitch-black darkness. It had been a while since she went here so the place looked abandoned.

Since Michelle's parents had devoted themselves to their research, she had seldom stayed here. She had either lived at her dormitory or with her cousin.

After she met Leon, she had been living at Nina's apartment, and now she lived in her club. It had been more than half a year since she stepped foot in her home.

Michelle clicked the switch open and the dark living room came to life. The house was as warm as Michelle last remembered.

Michelle bent down and picked up a pair of men's slippers and handed them to Leon. "Here, you can wear my dad's slippers," she said as she changed her shoes and wore her pink slippers. Michelle gently put the moon cakes on the table and said softly, "Don't worry. I'll eat you later. Leon, are you going to stay here tonight?"

Upon hearing the question, Leon stopped in his tracks.

"You don't want to live here, right?" Michelle followed up after a short pause.

Leon felt that Michelle wanted him to leave.

'I've just arrived here. I haven't even sat on the sofa to rest nor drink any water.

And yet she's driving me away!

Tsk!

How ungrateful of her!'

However, what Michelle was really thinking was that if he would stay overnight, then she would clean the guest room for him. Of course, she preferred if he didn't stay since the guest room was next to her bedroom. Since she and Leon had slept in the same bed last time, she found herself unable to stay calm whenever he was around.

As long as she knew that Leon was there, she wouldn't be able to sleep. That moment when she kissed Leon in secret would always flash in her mind.

She remembered Leon telling her that she was too young to fall in love.

Since Leon didn't know what was running on her mind, it bugged him that she kept avoiding him today.

She didn't want him to stay, but he wanted to.

"I'll stay here tonight. Do you want me to be alone during the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Leon said with a cool demeanor.

Meanwhile, Wynn, Bryant, and Valerie sat on the open-air balcony of their hotel suite. There were fruits and moon cakes on top of the table and a bouquet of flowers placed in a white porcelain vase.

Since they were staying on one of the top-most floors, they were able to enjoy the scenic night view that Lexingport City had to offer.

Once in a while, Valerie would look at the door. "Where is Mr. Lu? Why hasn't he come back yet? We agreed that we'd enjoy the moon together."

"He must be with Michelle now, enjoying the moon," Bryant said.

"It's none of your business anyway. He can go anywhere he wants. If he wants to watch the moon with Michelle, he's free to do so. And he may do something that makes the moon shy," Wynn said with no attempt to veil his contempt. Bryant coughed and cleared his throat. "Wynn, don't tell a dirty joke in front of my cousin."

Wynn narrowed his eyes at him but said nothing.

Valerie gritted her teeth but maintained her smile. Malice was starting to build up in her eyes without anyone noticing.

'It's Michelle again,' she thought to herself, fuming.

With a faint smile, Leon continued, "Michelle, the Mid-Autumn Festival is all about reunions. So it's only natural for you to celebrate this festival with me, right?"

"Yes." A small smile formed on her face. "I'll go upstairs and clean the guest room for you, Leon."

"I'll go with you." Leon followed her and went upstairs.

All of the bedrooms were located on the second floor. Michelle passed by three doors and stopped by the fourth.

Leon, on the other hand, stopped by the third. In front of him, there was a wooden board hanging on the door, with the words "Michelle's room" carved on it. On the lower right corner was a small drawing of a rabbit sleeping on its stomach. "Michelle, is this your room?" Leon grabbed the wooden board and flipped it over. The backside also had words carved on it which read "Do not enter." Based from the handwriting, it was obvious that Michelle wrote it.

He smiled gently as he looked at her childish penmanship.

"Don't look at it!" Michelle immediately ran over and slapped away his hand holding the wooden board. She lunged towards the sign and covered it with her back. "I know you're going to say that my handwriting is ugly again, Leon," she said with pouted lips and snorted in disapproval.

A faint smile formed on Leon's lips. She knew him very well.

"If you think it's ugly, then don't look at it. You must be thinking that my penmanship is ugly," Michelle said with a despondent look.

"You really know me so well. You know exactly what I'm thinking." Leon poked her forehead and bent his legs so that their heads would be at the same height. The distance closed between them, with their noses almost touching. Leon stood so close to her that she could feel his breath against her face.

She looked deep into Leon's eyes and saw her image reflected in his pupils. She felt flustered.

Her heart started to beat violently against her chest.

While Michelle was trying to hold herself together, Leon was very calm. "You're so awesome, Michelle. Do you know what I'm thinking now?" he asked calmly.

His warm breath blew over her face.

Michelle's chest started to heave, and her breathing became staggered. She smelled something that resembled plum blossoms mixed with snow. "Plum blossoms?" she muttered.

She had always known that Leon's body smelled good, but couldn't pinpoint what scent it was exactly. When she found out that Leon liked orchids, she thought it would be the smell of orchids, but it wasn't.

Now, she realized it was the smell of plum blossoms.

"What plum blossoms?" Leon frowned. 'She has just guessed it correctly a while ago. Why not now?'

"I'm not thinking about plum blossoms.

The scent on your body smells like plum blossoms. Something else seems to be mixed with it." Michelle looked up, blinking her eyes.

Leon realized that they were not talking about the same thing. "The other scent is the smell of snow. Does my perfume smell good?"

"Yes, it does." Michelle nodded profusely. It wasn't as strong as other perfumes, but rather smelled natural.

She used to think that was really how Leon's body smelled.

"Do you like it? If you like it, I'll give it to you." Leon stood straight and flicked her forehead. He wanted her to raise her hand and touch her forehead. Michelle blinked her eyes, looking quite innocent. After a while, she pouted and rubbed her forehead. But she didn't blame her.

He liked seeing her like this.