Yin Feng was unhurriedly enjoying his meal, occasionally looking up to see the top of her dark hair. The faint scent wafting off her just after the shower stirred some inexplicable delight and excitement in him, making him wonder with self-scorn. After all these years, he found himself caught up in plotting to seduce a fully equipped policewoman …
An overwhelming urge to run his fingers through her hair took over him.
If he wanted it, he was to have it.
Just as he was about to reach out, an all too familiar voice cheerfully exclaimed, "Axu, look, I can roll up bean sprouts with my tongue!"
Pain assaulted his head, and memories rushed by. He saw himself seated in the shabby canteen of the police station, trying to be funny by rolling a bean sprout with his tongue, only to spit it out to his partner's amusement!
Disgusting!
The woman looked disgusted too, laughing despite her lowered head.
The faint smile had always shone in his memory.
