Hao Hongmin was a little stunned when she heard Yang Xiuying say this, but she quickly smiled and asked in the opposite direction.
"I have often heard you mention Han Li's name these days. Now you don't want to push your thoughts on me, will you?"
Yang Xiuying blushed at Hao Hongmin's rhetorical question, and then retorted.
"Don't you feel that Han Li's hands are magical? It's obviously the same way and the same position. Why does he make people feel comfortable when he shoots? Not only does he sleep well, but also he is very relaxed when working the next day. Every time he massages me