Leon felt as though the entire world was spinning around him. He thought he was going to fall on the floor, but he didn't feel the pain.
There was something cloud-like on his palm. It was so comfortable that he didn't want to let go.
While still fuzzy, he heard someone say to him, "Goodnight. Sweet dreams." So he slept soundly the whole night and didn't have any strange dreams.
When Leon opened his eyes the next day, he felt his brain go blank. The light, which had been turned on the entire night, annoyed him slightly as he closed his eyes again.
Outside the window, it was foggy. It was only dawn, and it was drizzling.
His head felt like it was being split open and his throat was so parched that he looked around for a glass of water. This must be the hangover.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw a girl sleeping soundly with her head on the edge of the bed. His right hand was in hers.
When Leon saw her face clearly, he sobered up. He wanted to yank out his hand away from hers, but didn't want to disturb her sleep. So instead, he carefully removed his hand away from her.
Michelle just sat on the blanket covering the floor and slept like that the entire night. She slept so soundly, she didn't know that Leon picked her up.
Leaning against a man's chest was much more comfortable than leaning against the edge of the bed. Michelle smacked her lips twice and nudged her head into the man's arms. She found a comfortable position and continued to sleep quietly.
Leon carried her to the next room, put her on the bed, and tucked her in. "Thank you for taking care of me the whole night," he whispered.
Then he looked down and felt ashamed.
If he hadn't had an erection every morning, then he would've thought that he had inappropriate feelings toward Michelle.
Leon went to the bathroom to wash off the smell of alcohol on his body and let his hard boner soften. But something felt wrong. Usually, his boner would die down in two or three minutes; but today, it took more than ten minutes as he stood under the cold shower.
However, thanks to the hangover, he didn't think much about it. After taking a shower, he went back to bed.
Leon had a good sleep and was woken by his grumbling stomach. He looked outside and noticed that it was already afternoon and it was still raining.
He stretched and scratched his hair in front of the mirror. The apartment was so quiet that he could only hear the sound of passersby and the car horns outside.
Since the window glass had sound insulation, it wasn't very noisy.
Leon thought that there was no one else home, so he casually went out barefoot. His silk pajamas were so loose that his shoulder was exposed.
As soon as he opened the door, there were two people playing games on the sofa. They raised their heads and stared at the sexy man before them. Wynn had long been used to seeing Leon's sexy body. It wasn't a girl kind of sexy, but rather, a man's kind of sexy.
In Wynn's eyes, Leon and Nina were the most attractive in the world. They could make both men and women fall for them.
Both siblings had noble status, and their god-like looks made people afraid of saying something that would be offensive to them.
However, when Wynn was drunk, he had put his arm around Leon's shoulder and said some offensive things to him. This didn't anger Leon at all. Instead, he had taken a video. When Wynn became sober, Leon waited for him to come to him and apologize.
Wynn clicked his tongue. "Are you awake? It's too hot to wear clothes. Why don't you take off your pajamas to cool down?"
As Wynn spoke, he glanced at Michelle from the corner of his eye and saw that her throat lumped and her eyes widened in excitement.
Michelle wanted to know whether Leon's breasts were bigger than hers.
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