He occasionally narrowed his deep eyes, gazing at the police station across the street, as if by doing so he could catch a glimpse of the woman he cherished.
As the end of the workday approached, Xiaoxiao's heart began to race inexplicably. She kept glancing at the clock on her computer screen, nibbling at her soft, pink lips. She didn't know why, but her gaze wandered with a trace of impatience.
"Hey, Xiaoxiao, what are you doing? You've been completely out of it all day!"
After observing Xiaoxiao for half the day, Xiao Mi finally sauntered over with her hands clasped behind her back, adopting a mock-serious expression.
"Nothing, just watching the time until we get off work."
Xiaoxiao instinctively felt guilty. She gently curved her lips into a faint smile, but her watery eyes avoided Xiao Mi and began to roam elsewhere.
"What's going on? Got a date after work, huh? Look at you—you're the very picture of someone waiting for the man she loves. Even your face is flushed!"
