Han Mo
"You're here?"
Han Mo gentlemanly stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, took the bag you brought, and let his gaze sweep over the fitted yoga outfit you had changed into.
"Relax over there for a bit first. Let me check your current muscle condition."
He pressed down on your back in a gentlemanly manner, making you lie flat, and his large hand tentatively pressed against the side of your shoulder.
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