You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 805

Nina took a small sip from her glass. Thinking of something, she chuckled.

She clinked glasses with John and asked sweetly, "Would you like some more?"

John frowned slightly; he didn't want her to drink too much.

Nina raised her chin slightly, and her gaze darted to his glass, indicating that John should pick up the glass. He caught the hint, obediently picked up his glass, and repeated himself. "Just a little."

But this time, Nina changed her lines.

She licked her lips and batted her eyelashes at him helplessly. "Why is it you again?"

After saying that, she smiled at him meaningfully.

John then instantly understood where she was getting at.

The second time they met, Nina posed that very same question. "Why is it you again?"

And then after that, they met again and again.

Now they saw each other every day. She was on his mind every second of the day, even in his dreams.

Finally, John couldn't keep a straight face and burst into a bright smile. "My little girl," he said softly.

The two of them stared into each other's eyes lovingly as they sipped from their wine glasses.

Adrian slammed his chopsticks onto the table, raised his glass and said to Henry, "Let's have cross-cupped wine."

Henry's eyebrows shot up in surprise.

The others shifted their gazes towards the two.

"What's wrong?" Adrian sneered. "Are you saying the only ones who can be lovey-dovey in this house are John and Nina?"

"No," James said. "Go ahead."

Henry, caught between a rock and a hard place, had no choice but to do as Adrian said. Perhaps it was because the others' eyes were fixed on them that Adrian felt pressured.

He choked and spat out the wine, spraying it onto Henry's face.

Henry blinked in shock, his face dripping with wine.

Why did he have to have such a weird boyfriend?

The awkward silence was immediately broken by James' hearty laughter. And just like that, the others collapsed into heaps of helpless giggles.

"I didn't mean it," Adrian apologized sheepishly. Fortunately, a servant saw what had happened and immediately handed Henry a clean towel.

Henry accepted it graciously and wiped his face with it. Swallowing his anger, he forced a smile. "It's fine."

But the look in his eyes said otherwise.

Adrian sat upright, looking perturbed. James then asked with a smile, "Adrian, do you want me to buy some instant noodles for you?"

"No way!" Adrian's expression darkened and he pursed his lips in annoyance.

Everyone who knew about the inside joke burst into laughter again.

Michelle, on the other hand, whispered, "Emma, why does Adrian need instant noodles?"

"There is a story behind it," Emma whispered and told her what had happened before.

Michelle was stunned for a while. Then, she exclaimed, "Wow, you're so smart! Can I try it, too?"

Leon's eyebrows twitched.

"Okay. But you have to get a boyfriend first," Emma said with a wink. "We haven't tried it, though. So we don't know how it works."

"It's good whether the instant noodles are broken or not." Michelle's eyes lit up excitedly. "If they break into pieces, I can just eat them. If they are not broke, I can boil them."

Leon heaved a sigh of relief.

His girlfriend really was different from the others.

And he was more than happy to have a girlfriend as unique as her.

The others were at a loss whether to cry or to laugh when they heard this. In between peals of laughter, Adrian said, "You need to have a boyfriend first. Do you need me to introduce you to some men?"

As he spoke, he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind, sending a shiver down his spine. Trembling slightly, he nudged Henry with his elbow. "Are you cold?"

"No. Are you?" When he saw Henry's perplexed face, the cold gust of wind disappeared just as quickly as it came.

Then James looked at Michelle and continued the conversation. "How about I arrange a blind date party for you?"

Although Leon was looking at Michelle, the people at the table thought he was looking at James.

Even James himself misunderstood. In his eyes, Leon was approving him of his suggestion. Pursuing the topic, he asked, "Uncle Leon, what kind of woman are you into?"

James was leaning slightly to the right, while Emma, who was next to him, leaned to the left. The two inadvertently completely blocked Michelle's petite body from view.

Unable to see Michelle's figure past the shoulders of the two, Leon came up with a neat solution to his problem.

"Me?" He wore a meaningful smile. "Someone knows what kind of woman I like. Why not ask her?"

James thought he was referring to Nina, so he asked her, "Aunt Nina, what kind of woman does Uncle Leon like?"

"He isn't referring to me. Ask Mimi," Nina said, pretending to be jealous.

"Oh, right!" When James turned his head to ask the next woman, he was startled by what he saw.

While Michelle was clutching a wine bottle tightly, her cheeks were red. She let out a loud burp and the smell of wine wafted in the air.

Emma, who was closest to Michelle, frowned and grabbed the bottle. Shaking it in her hand, she found that it was nearly empty.

"Why did you drink it in secret?" Emma asked, helping her up.

"I didn't," Michelle slurred. Pointing at the people across her, she added, "The two of them saw I drink."

Henry and Adrian nodded. Adrian said, "She asked us not to tell you. I think she can hold her liquor well. Honestly, I admire her."

As he spoke, he recalled how Michelle gulped down the bottle of wine just now. He sighed, knowing he wasn't as good at drinking as her.

Leon went to her side to help her up, but to his surprise, Michelle threw herself into his arms. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she raised her head to look up at him.

Her eyes were slightly red, making her look particularly alluring.

"Leon, what kind of girl do you like?" she asked softly.

Leon was just about to get angry at her for drinking in secret, but the sight of her lovely eyes softened his heart.

"Don't you know already? Don't tell me you don't know."

"I know! You like me, and I like you, too." Michelle struggled to stand on her feet and burped again, but Leon didn't mind. He looked at her expectantly, as though he was waiting for her to say something more.

Sure enough, the drunkenness helped Michelle to overcome her cowardice. She took his hand and raised it proudly. Smiling, she announced, "Hello, everyone. Let me introduce my boyfriend to you. This is my boyfriend."