My Supermodel Wife

Chapter 847 - Lyle Dumbfounded

This is a little wrong.

Leonard took a bite of the meat skewer, and as he chewed, he nodded in satisfaction. "Well, it tastes good!"

There was a sly look in Mellisa's eyes, and although her heart was clear, she didn't want to reveal Leonard's ploy.

At this moment, the butler was holding a food box in his hand and walking in a hurry. "Master, the chicken soup is ready!"

"Alright, let's have a taste."

Leonard pointed to the low table in front of him. When the butler turned and left, he said, "Drink some soup to get rid of the greasiness."

Mellisa didn't think much of it, and after opening the lunch box, she took a sip.

Recently, she had been eating with Leonard every day, and there would be a variety of soups. This was something Melissa had gotten used to.

...

It's almost nine o'clock now, and Mellisa is a bit sleepy after the barbecue.

She leaned back in the chaise longue, her misty vision swirled around Leonard's figure, and she whispered subconsciously, "Are you going to marry Lyn?"

At this moment, Leonard turned his head with folded hands, and looked at Mellisa without answering. Then he asked her instead, "Do you want me to marry her?"

Mellisa was swept away by the trap, and her thoughts became increasingly muddled.

She shook her head uncontrollably, smiled slightly, and said softly, "She doesn't deserve you."

"Then that's fine!"

This answer sounds a little strange.

Mellisa was very sleepy even though she wanted to ask one more question. Her eyelids grew heavy, and she fell asleep not long after.

At this moment, Leonard noticed her peacefully sleeping face, and a smile appeared from the corner of his mouth.

He raised his hand and took off the sunglasses he had worn all night, called the butler in the distance, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Not long after, the charcoal fire on the grill was extinguished by the maid, and one by one they began to leave the Moon Lake.

Except for the guards who were on standby, in this world, only the two of them were lying next to each other.

After everyone left, Leonard got up and carefully lifted Mellisa from the recliner, and walked towards the tent not far away.

The chicken soup she drank had a calming effect on nerves and helped her to sleep.

Tonight, the man didn't want to return to the room for no apparent reason, and he saw Mellisa's vigilance and restraint in the villa for the past few days.

He didn't want her to work too hard, and he didn't want Mellisa to get into his family's troubles.

Only on a night like this, he could dare to let go of the feelings and thoughts that held him back.

Leonard walked to the tent carrying Mellisa and gently placed her on the air mattress.

He lay on her side, held the back of his head and stared at Mellisa for a moment.

The next second, he leaned over impatiently and kissed the corner of her mouth.

There was a small orange light hanging from the tent, and Leonard hugged Mellisa and kept kissing her lips again and again.

Then…

"Brother, what are you doing— hey!?" Lyle showed up at the wrong time.

He didn't expect that when he opened the tent, he would see such a spectacular sight!

His brother did something lowly with his servant!

Lyle held the curtain with one hand, and pointed at Leonard with the other, his face full of fear.

Leonard was still holding the back of Mellisa's head, and hearing Lyle's voice, his forehead suddenly jumped.

"Brother? Y...you...he..."

Lyle was too scared to speak.

He can't figure it out by all calculations, does his brother actually like men?!

Leonard swallowed his saliva, released Mellisa with a sullen face, and covered her with the blanket. When he sat down, he looked at Lyle faintly. "If you dare to say more, you'll see!"

Lyle shook his head while covering his mouth.

After all, why did this little brother come to the lake in the middle of the night? Doesn't he usually play games in his own room?

Now that his older brother's secret had been discovered, is it necessary for him to lock up his little brother so his mouth wouldn't leak?

Leonard ignored Lyle's overwhelmed expression. He walked out of the tent and turned off the dim lights.

Outside the tent, Lyle continued to retreat, glancing at his older brother's crotch a few times.

Leonard brought him across the lake, took a cigarette case out of his pocket, lit one, and took a puff. "What do you need?"

Lyle silently looked at him, lowered his head and kicked the grass with his toes. "Nothing."

Hearing this, Leonard glared at him.

The frightened Lyle immediately turned around and scratched his hair while muttering. "Before dinner was over, I saw that Lyn looked like she was about to cry and my mother just stared at her. So… I wanted to come and tell you!"

Leonard held his cigarette, his eyes staring deep into his little brother. "Are you here just to deliver such unnecessary news?"

Lyle nodded languidly. "I also want to have fun with you, we didn't get to talk just now. So I caught up with you and it turned out to be…"

But he didn't expect his brother to be busy kissing a guy!

This is crazy!

Leonard looked at Lyle, sighed silently, and inhaled his cigarette again. "Did you just see it?"

Lyle nodded languidly. "Well, of course I saw it!"

"Hah?"

Leonard immediately raised his head. In the end, his eyes looked dangerously at Lyle.

Hearing this, Lyle took a breath and waved his hand in front of him in a hurry. "I didn't see anything!"

"Really?"

Lyle said earnestly. "Not only that, let's just say I went straight to my room after dinner!"

Leonard slowly brought the cigarette to his lips. "Then wouldn't you be better off leaving now?"

Lyle was stunned for a moment and ran away!

He discovered his brother's secret, and this isn't a good thing!

No wonder he asked him to be polite to the little maid earlier, because apparently... his big brother liked him!

The world is terrible!

At that moment, Leonard was standing by the lake seeing Lyle running wildly, looking down and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

It seemed that the matter between him and Melisa had to be explained as quickly as possible.

...

The next day, at six in the morning, a light breeze blew across the lake, blowing faint ripples.

Inside the tent, Mellisa was covered with a thin blanket, and when she turned around, she frowned.

Why is it so hot!

Isn't the air conditioner in her room always on?

Then why does she feel like she is next to a stove?

Mellisa subconsciously moved to the cool place next to her, but a few seconds later, the stove seemed to haunt her again.

She stretched out her hand from the blanket, touched her forehead, and opened her eyes.

There is a dark blue roof.

What?!

Mellisa was shocked, and in an instant, she remembered what happened last night.

While her mind was still wandering, the sound of heavy breathing caught her ears at just the right moment.

Mellisa averted her gaze suspiciously, and within her vision, Leonard's handsome face caught her eye.

She watched the sleeping figure beside her, his eyes closed without moving.

She could tell that he was sleeping very soundly, his breaths slow and long.

If he was pretending to be asleep, his eyelashes would flutter when he sighed.

No wonder she felt hot, it turned out that her whole body was being hugged by Leonard.

Under the pillow, the man spread his arms.

Mellisa sighed and rubbed her eyebrows, she wondered if Leonard knew her identity?!

Or maybe he doesn't know her identity, but has a bad idea for a gentle "maid"?!

Mellisa couldn't understand it, so she decided to sit down.

However, just as she was about to make a move, Leonard grabbed her shoulder, still muttering in his mouth.

"Melissa, don't go...."