You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 882

After a walk, Michelle came back with sweat on her forehead and her cheeks flushed like red apple.

Seeing this, Leon stood up and walked towards her. He took out a tissue and gently wiped the sweat off her forehead. Michelle gave him a sweet smile.

Leon also smiled, he looked at Michelle with concern. The psychologist's words lingered in his ears, and he was unable to relax.

He even didn't know what to do.

Although Michelle couldn't have contact with any other man except Leon and it satisfy his possessiveness, it was abnormal.

He wanted her to have a normal life.

Leon held her in his arms and rubbed his chin against her head.

"What's wrong, Leon?" All of a sudden, Michelle felt that he was like an injured little fox and needed her comfort, so she raised her hand and gently patted his back.

Leon was silent for a while. He lowered his head and kissed her hair. "We've been playing for a long time. Do you want to change your clothes?"

"Ah!" Michelle remembered that she was sweating, so she must have smelled of sweat. She quickly got out of Leon's arms and said, "But my clothes are at my home."

Leon gently pinched her chin and said with a smile, "Mrs. Lu, let me remind you that we are a legal couple. My home is also your home."

Yes, they had registered for marriage.

However, it had been less than half a month since they got married and they had been out of touch for a few more days. Michelle was still not used to it, and the address "Mrs. Lu" warmed her heart.

"I've already prepared the clothes for you. They're in our cloakroom. Do you want to change them yourself or..." Leon bent over and whispered in her ear, "Or do you want me to change them for you?"

With so many people at home, Michelle was so shy that she stammered, "I... I'll change them by myself."

Then she turned around and ran upstairs. She looked normal.

Looking at the disappearing figure, Leon smiled. Maybe there was nothing wrong with Michelle, but they had make a big deal out of it?

However, the abnormality was often hidden under the normal surface. People cared about Michelle could see it as long as they paid attention, not to mention that Leon found that she was deliberately avoiding strange men.

People who were familiar with her could talk with as usual, but they couldn't get too close to her.

He thought to himself that he must find out the crux of her disease as soon as possible and then solve it.

The smile on Leon's lips gradually calmed down, and his eyes became serious.

"Why didn't you answer Nina's phone call, Leon?" Holding his phone, Vicente said, "She has sent me a message that Tim wants to see you."

"I don't want to see him." Leon said coldly, "I didn't go to see him, but he came to me himself. Don't let me hear this name again."

He had always been gentle, but he looked extremely frightening when he was angry. Vicente shut his mouth awkwardly. He felt that he had always said something wrong today. 'Alas...'

Then James nudged him with his elbow and whispered, "Why did you mention it? Uncle can't punish Tim, so he is very annoyed now. "

Vicente also knew that. He just helped to pass on a message. He suddenly was upset. He glanced at James and vented his anger on him.

"Don't get so close to me next time. I'm not interested in your wife."

Emma coughed awkwardly and turned to sit at the side of Barbie, who was busy dealing with some affairs of C Island on behalf of Leon.

Seeing Emma sitting over, she raised her head politely and smiled at her. She continued to work hard. The coffee next to her had turned cold.

Emma also smiled back and couldn't help but take a few more glances at Barbie. People all like beauties, let alone a beauty who has the ability to stand by the side of the prince of C Island.

At the meantime, James was shocked and choked. When he was about to retort, Vicente added, "I like men."

"What the fuck?" James was so shocked that he bounced away.

His astonished expression on his face was somewhat funny, and Vicente laughed instantly. "Don't worry. I have someone I like."

"Who is it?" Although he felt it inconceivable that Vicente liked men, he couldn't resist his curiosity. 'Why do Uncle John and Aunt Nina all have homosexual friend?'

Vicente smiled and said nothing. He looked up and saw that Michelle had changed her clothes and came downstairs. She wore a light pink loose hoodie and a skirt.

Maybe it was hot, Michelle had her hair tied up.

Looking at the eyes of Michelle, Vicente suddenly felt familiar. He thought of Michelle's grandmother and his late grandaunt.