This rhythm is too tense...
She exhaled lightly, and finally rang the doorbell. She had only been his girlfriend for three days... the second time we met... unexpectedly came to his house again, what kind of luck is this...
After waiting for a while, there was no sound.
Mo Qingcheng, you must have fainted from fever, right?
She rang the doorbell again, and her anxiety expanded a little bit, but it covered up the little bit of embarrassment just now.
Still... no sound...
You won't be really fainted, will you? !
Her heart was raised, and suddenly, the door was opened.
The person in front of him was obviously still awake, wearing only white short sleeves and sports trousers, with one hand propped on the door frame, looking down at her, his eyes seemed to be open, as if he hadn't react
