Mo Yinhe was like someone who could spot his one and only soulmate in a vast crowd with a single glance.
Discerning the fragrance, he headed straight for the bathroom door.
His long, slender hands grasped the doorknob. He gave it a push, but it didn't open. A low, mellow chuckle escaped him. "Why hide, baby?"
Si Mingjing's internal alarms blared. He found me this quickly? Is Mo Yinhe part dog or something? It's a huge loss for the K-9 unit that he's not a police dog!
Convinced his beloved woman was hiding in the bathroom, Mo Yinhe was in a splendid mood. He leaned leisurely against the wall by the bathroom door, his tall figure exuding a languid yet confident air, as if her discovery was inevitable. "Baby, you can't hide. Come out now, or I'm kicking the door down."
"You child, why are you blocking the bathroom door?" The old lady descended the stairs, her face stern as she reprimanded him. "Mingjing is in there changing. Don't frighten her."
