C146 Do You Think I Don't Cherish It?

Dai Yizhi started counting from Mu Chengyan. She swallowed her saliva. She could feel that her palm was wet. Her hand, which was holding the corner of his shirt, was rubbing the fabric uneasily. The calmness beside her ear made her even more nervous.

When he called three, her eyelashes kept trembling. Her eyes were still tightly closed