C493 An Anxious Doctor Han Da

She stealthily glanced at the man beside her. Mo Zimo's face turned even redder. Suddenly, the man's large hands, which were clearly defined on his joints, grabbed her. Waves of warmth came from them.

Han Yefei just held her and didn't make any unnecessary movements. Mo Zimo gritted her teeth and forced herself to calm down. Her gaze once again fell on the screen