C340 Sister Aisha Please Take Care of Me

While Ye Zhao was bathing, the phone on the stage suddenly rang. Ye Zhao's face was covered with foam, and he was unable to make out the caller ID. One hand. He picked up the phone and turned it on, but it was unusually quiet on the phone. Ye Zhao wiped his eyes with a towel and slowly opened his eyes to look at the screen of the phone, but it did not matter