Back then, Charles's drift almost made Michelle puke her guts out. She didn't have ti to look back to check who that man was. Charles said it so confidently that it didn't seem to be a lie, so she believed it.
Because she didn't see anyone following her, she didn't doubt the man who was wearing a hat in the community last night was actually no other but Leon. She was so excited that she forgot everything.
It never occurred to her that Leon was the one who had been following her all the way ho.
She suddenly rembered that soone accidentally bumped into her on the plane. The thought excited her, she gasped, "Leon, did you take the sa flight with ?"
"Aha, now you rember?" Leon flicked her forehead gently as a punishnt and chuckled, "if I weren't there, you wouldn't know how long you could actually sleep."
"Oh, I was wrong." Michelle leaned her head on his shoulder, held his hand and pinched it jokingly. She grinned, "Co on, Leon, why don't you tell ?"
"Were you surprised yesterday?"
Michelle nodded. With a slight grin on his handso face, Leon continued, "I just wanted to give you a surprise."
Then he turned to Charles and asked, "Have you ever learned racing before?"
When the topic changed, Charles was stunned for a mont, then he replied, "I've learned how to race from others and I used to race pretty much."
"Why don't you continue? My sister also likes to race cars," said Leon.
"Leon, are you talking about Michelle?" Charles looked back in the mirror and found that Michelle didn't look like a racer.
"No, my sister Nina."
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e years old are okay."
"Five years old?" Michelle's eyes widened, "Don and Van just turned five. No, I still want to hold them."
Instead of sitting on the bed, she changed her position and knelt on the bed. She tentatively raised her head and kissed his chin, "How about ten years old?"
"No. Five years old." Leon was rather stubborn, he insisted.
Michelle kissed him again, and this ti she kissed him on the lips.
"Alright, six years old," Leon raised his eyebrows.
"Nine years old." Michelle kissed him two tis in a row.
Leon swallowed hard and murmured, "Seven years old. My bottom line. Kids over seven are already in primary school. They can run, jump, cry and make a scene. Not to say that they are quite heavy. Why do you want to hold them anyway? Aren't you looking for trouble?"
Michelle smiled, "Okay, okay, seven years old and that's it."
The two of them took many steps to make the pinky swear. They hooked fingers, sealed with thumbs and said oral agreent. After reaching the final agreent, Michelle loosened her grasp around his waist and said, "It's ti to sleep. Good night, honey."
After saying that, she lifted the quilt and lay down, only revealing her round head, and her face was a little feverish.
Leon was stunned by the word "honey" for a mont. His ears suddenly turned red. He turned to look at Michelle, who imdiately closed her eyes.
She wanted to hide away after flirted with him. What a little rascal!
He wouldn't spoil her this ti. Without hesitation, he pounced on her and said, "Honey, I want to have a baby with you."
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