You Are The Apple of My Eyes

Chapter 772 A Shave

Michelle chewed on her lower lip. After a moment of silence, she admitted, "I wanted to do something nice for you but I wasn't sure how. You have everything that a man could possibly need, and you can afford to buy whatever you want."

"That's true. I don't need or want anything in particular right now." All he needed was the young woman in his arms, and although she had been missing for three years, in the end, she was his.

As Leon spoke, his breath warmed Michelle's ear, making her even more conscious of his proximity.

"I certainly don't lack servants who can cook for me. So why do you still bring me breakfast? You could sleep in a little longer."

"I know you can just order your servants to make breakfast, but this is the only way I can be of some use to you," Michelle explained. "When I was still a student, I noticed that other girls courted guys by bringing them breakfast every day."

Leon chuckled, his laughter fanning over her ear like a feather.

"So you're courting me?"

"Yeah." Michelle nodded shyly. 'Would he think of me as childish? I saw girls woo boys this way, but it was only in school. Perhaps adults don't do this kind of thing.'

"There's no need for you to do that because we're already a couple." Leon cupped her chin, tipping her head up. He ran his thumb over her bottom lip and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll go shave first."

He let go of her and walked away.

When the body keeping her back warm disappeared, Michelle couldn't help but want more of that warmth. She impulsively took a step in Leon's direction and asked, "Can I help?"

He stopped and looked back at her. She looked so hopeful that he found himself unable to refuse.

"All right. Come here." With a gentle smile, Leon gestured for her to approach.

He held out one hand, like a parent holding out a hand for their child to hold. Michelle walked briskly to his side and interlaced her fingers with his.

Their palms touched.

Michelle smiled sweetly. "Your hands are so warm, Leon."

He smiled and squeezed her fingers. "I'm always warm. If you ever feel cold, you can come to me."

"Okay!"

"Good girl."

Hand in hand, they walked to the bathroom. Leon let her go to pat his face with a hot towel. "Do you know how to shave?" he inquired.

In her desire to follow him wherever he went, Michelle had forgotten that she had no experience shaving a man. She went silent in embarrassment.

'I guess I can't do anything to help.'

Her shoulders drooped in disappointment.

Leon was not surprised at all that she didn't know how to shave a man. But he didn't want to see her look so dejected, so he smiled and handed her a can.

"This is shaving cream. Press the nozzle until foam comes out and then rub it all over my beard. I'll do the actual shaving myself."

Michelle immediately cheered up. "Okay!"

She accepted the can and squeezed out a dollop onto her palm. Because Leon was too tall, she had to stand on tiptoe for her hand to reach his face.

But as soon as she stood on tiptoe, she found herself being lifted.

Placing his hands under her armpits, Leon lifted her up until she was seated on the washbasin.

Startled by the sudden coldness beneath her thighs, Michelle jolted and nearly tipped over the edge.

When she regained her balance, the first thing she saw was Leon's handsome face. He had placed both hands on either side of her hips, effectively caging her within his arms. He bent over to bring his face closer to hers.

"You can apply shaving cream now," he told her.

At that moment, they were practically of the same height. There was no need to strain herself while trying to reach for him.

Focusing on the task at hand, Michelle spread foam over the lower half of Leon's face. As her fingers brushed over his day-old stubble, she became all too aware of his body heat.

Neither of them said a word.

The more attentive Michelle was, the wider Leon's smile grew.

He wanted to say something, but Michelle had finished applying the shaving cream. Lifting her gaze to meet his, she asked, "Is this okay?"

"Yes." Leon peered over shoulder and into the mirror behind her. Their position looked pretty cozy. He felt like it would be a waste if they didn't do anything intimate.

But he had to shave first.

"Don't go away while I shave. Just sit there." That said, he picked up his electric razor and began to shave off his beard.

Michelle obediently remained seated on the washbasin. As she watched the man shave, she realized that the razor he was holding was the same one she had given him three years ago. It was relatively old.

But Leon was still using it.

'Does this mean that he likes me even a little?'

Michelle perked up at the thought and grinned as she stared at the shaver.

Aware that he was being watched, Leon paused mid-shave and asked, "Why do you look so happy?"

"Because of that." Michelle pointed at his electric shaver.

Leon immediately understood. "Ah, yes. You gave it to me. I've been using it all this time, and I've never thought of replacing it. You never wear the bracelet that I gave you, but I take this with me wherever I go."

"I'm sorry." She looked down at her lap and swung her legs, but she didn't sound sorry at all. She was practically vibrating with happiness and excitement.

Leon had been using the shaver that she gave him. How could she not be happy? She was ecstatic.

When Leon was done shaving, he moved back to stand before her. "Are you hungry?" he asked.

"A little bit," Michelle admitted, lifting her gaze back up to meet his.

Leon reached out and caressed her cheek, his eyes fixated on her lips. He swallowed audibly as if his throat was dry.

"If you're hungry, just look at me."

"What?" Michelle's jaw dropped in surprise.

"Didn't you say that I'm so handsome that looking at me makes you feel full?" Leon asked with a smirk. "Do you know how your hunger can be sated?"

Michelle remembered telling him that. But back then, she was just making up an excuse for her physical attraction to him.

She had never figured out what to do about it.

Even now, she still didn't know.

Curious, she asked, "Okay. How?"

Leon chuckled in amusement for she had taken his bait.

"Let me show you."

He lowered his head and kissed her.

When their lips touched, Michelle's eyes widened and she felt her mind go haywire. In her daze, she thought she heard him mutter, "Open your mouth."

So she obediently parted her lips.

Her breath came out in pants as the kiss deepened and became more passionate than before.

It was as if the temperature in the bathroom had gone up by several degrees, and her body was on fire.

At some point, she realized that she was sweating. Leon had his arms around her and she had been clutching the collar of his robe. She squeezed her eyes shut, too shy to meet his gaze. Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Michelle was now aware of an important part of Leon's body.

At first, she had only been curious. But then Leon held one of her hands in his and slid it down his body until it touched his hard member.

It was too embarrassing to say or even think of!

She felt embarrassed and shameless at the same time.

Feeling the real thing was totally different from seeing it in biology books.

Noticing that she was no longer looking at him, Leon wheedled, "Sorry. That was too forward of me. Forgive me?

But what happens between a couple should be common knowledge. If you ever find yourself curious to learn more about it, I'll be honored to teach you."

Trembling, Michelle opened one eye and asked, "There's more?"

"You clearly know little about this. No one else but I can teach you, okay? Aren't you grateful that you have me?" Leon remarked, pretended to be innocent.

Unaware that she was being teased, Michelle dutifully replied, "Thank you, Leon."

Her voice was soft.

After their kiss, she felt as if she had become boneless.