Every breath became abnormally heavy; she struggled to suppress the panic within and tried to stay calm.
Ye Xiaowei nervously swallowed, feeling her palms sweat slightly before taking a deep breath, trying to calm her emotions.
This was the first time she had been so close to a boy.
[It's just a game, it'll be over after we complete the task, then we won't have to hold hands anymore.]
With that thought in mind, Ye Xiaowei nervously lifted her hand.
When her fingertips touched Gao Jun's palm, a strange feeling instantly spread throughout her body.
Her heart rate accelerated as if it was about to leap out of her chest.
Her eyes widened slightly, shimmering with shyness and embarrassment.
A faint blush spread across her cheeks like the early morning sunrise, highlighting her fair skin.
Ye Xiaowei pursed her lips, trying not to show how nervous she was, but the sweat in her palm had already betrayed her.
