Hard Training {4}

"Young Mr. Han, are you not feeling well?" Tao, who had been trying to rearrange Xiao Long's schedule, finally spoke up. How could he not? Tao knew earlier that Xiao Long seemed to be trying to close his eyes, and his hands continued to massage the bridge of his nose. Xiao Long's appearance was not as fresh as usual, as if Xiao Long had barely slept all night.