C1152 That's Not How You Take the Pulse

Xiyan Cheng was slightly regretful. How could he forget that the girl in front of him was sometimes a little devil?

His voice was a little hoarse. "It's not hot. It's my own problem."

"Oh" Gong Moyi looked very understanding and followed Xiyan Cheng's words. "Then I will help you take your pulse."

After she finished speaking, her soft fingers slid down from his chest all the way