C188 Temporary Ball

"Are you better?"

"Yes, much better," Wang Yao said. Xia Mo nodded. This medicine was a little tired. Her body gradually relaxed. Finally, she leaned her head on Mu Yeh's shoulder, sleepy.

"Ding Ling Ling -"

A single ringtone filled the room, scaring Xia Mo so much that she sat up. She used her hand to touch her hair and picked up the phone on the coffee table