Leon stayed in the shower for almost an hour. By then, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening. Lydia had been calling Michelle several times. Michelle didn't really care if they would be late for the party, but she was starting to get worried that something might have happened to Leon.
For a long time, Michelle paced back and forth in front of the bathroom. When she finally heard that the water stopped running, she raised her hand to knock on the door.
"Are you done now, Leon?"
"Yes, I am." A cold shower was exactly what Leon needed to calm down. He believed that it was because he hadn't had sex for a long time that he had desire for Michelle.
Leon reached for a bath towel and dried his body. He then put on his clothes and opened the door. Michelle had already changed her clothes. She now wore a white T-shirt and a black pleated skirt. Her hair was up in a bun, making her look more youthful than ever.
Leon's eyes roamed from her head to her feet, noting her bare legs. They were white and straight. Thankfully, he had dispelled all evil thoughts during his long shower.
He firmly believed that his unusual reaction today was a side effect of being abstinent for so long. If it was a different woman who flirted with him, he would have the same reaction.
But then again, Michelle didn't really flirt with him on purpose. He hadn't even noticed how he regarded her as a woman instead of a girl he treated as his sister.
The reason why he kept berating himself was because he had always treated Michelle like a sister. And yet he had an erection toward her.
Perhaps the cold shower was so long that he neglected such details.
"Have they been calling you nonstop?" Leon was drying his hair as he walked out of the bathroom. He passed by Michelle.
"Yes, they are waiting for us to have dinner." Michelle trailed after him. "Leon, do boys really take that long?"
Leon paused his ministration of drying his hair.
For men, size, length, and time were things that weren't discussed publicly. It wasn't really because of his dirty thoughts, but Michelle's last sentence could easily be misunderstood by other people.
Embarrassed, Leon cleared his throat and replied vaguely, "Well, not everyone, but I do."
Michelle was almost clueless about the affairs of men and women.
When it came to these things, she was like a blank piece of paper. Naturally, she didn't understand the meaning of Leon's words. "Well, it doesn't matter how long you take a shower as long as the water is cold. But if you're taking a hot shower, you might faint if stay too long in the bathroom. So you better not take a long one during winter," she said seriously.
"We're only midway through summer, Michelle." Leon looked at her and smiled. "Why are you thinking of winter so suddenly?"
Michelle stuck out her tongue playfully. "I'm just reminding you now. I'm afraid I will forget it when winter comes."
"But if you remind me now, then I might forget it by winter, too." Leon then casually hung the towel at the back of the chair and said, "Well, let's go. Don't let them wait for too long."
Michelle bent down to change her shoes and said, "I'll remind you again when winter comes."
"Okay then. That's a deal." Leon put on his shoes quickly. He opened the door and locked it behind them as soon as they were both outside.
They went downstairs where they hailed a taxi.
They piled into one taxi that stopped by at the roadside and headed straight to the karaoke bar.
The Silverhall Nightclub was luxuriously decorated. There were all kinds of men and women. At this time, there were only a few people coming out of the nightclub. Most of them were still pouring in.
From a distance, Leon could already smell the alcohol wafting through the door of the nightclub.
He already knew what kind of a person the boss of the Silverhall Nightclub was. He had met Tim two days ago. He was a cruel man.
He didn't want to have anything to do with Tim, so he instructed Bryant to avoid any forms of contact with him. If he ever had any business involving Tim, he would quickly abandon it instead. He didn't want to get in any sort of trouble.
Unlike other entertainment venues, Silverhall Nightclub was run by Victor. He was Tim's right-hand man.
Managed by Tim, the Silverhall Nightclub was full of all kinds of people. A lot of dirty deals were done within its walls.
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