Qiao Ruoxin heard the sound of a car stopping outside; it was Mo Chen coming back.
She quietly hid by the door, then heard the man's deep footsteps, the sound of the keypad as he entered the code to unlock the door.
With a 'click,' the door was pushed open.
The next second, Qiao Ruoxin's soft body plunged into the man's arms, causing him to take a step back.
Surprise flashed in Mo Chen's dark eyes, followed by a crooked smile. He embraced the Little Ghost in his arms, inhaling the faint fragrance of her shower.
"Were you waiting for me to come back?" The man's voice was deep, lazy, and sexy.
Her small face buried in his chest, she nodded: "Mm, did you have dinner?"
"Mm..."
Qiao Ruoxin looked up somewhat disappointed: "You've eaten? I made dinner for you..."
His slender fingers weaved through her gentle hair, touching her head with indulgence in his voice: "Then let's eat again."
A satisfied smile appeared on Qiao Ruoxin's face: "That's more like it."
