"Stop looking, he changed his clothes in the dressing room."

"Then I'll go find him."

"Women can't enter the men's clothing room."

Zhou Chenshuang instantly felt a little angry and pouted and twisted a bottle of water.

Chi Chen walked over from a distance, holding the medical box that Yan Meng asked Xiao Miao to get.

He stood in front of Yan Meng, and Zhou Chen greeted him in a daze: "Hello, Chi Chen, it's been a long time no see. I heard you have started acting in a kissing scene?"

Chi Chen nodded lightly and signaled, turned his head and asked Yan Meng: "Where are you hurt?"

Zhou Chenshuang looked at them with a look of something tricky expression. Yan Meng's face was so hot that she said, "Foot...heels."

Chi Chen: "Go to the lounge and I'll take a look for you."

Zhou Chenshuang:!!!

Idol help me check the heels? What kind of world-class treatment is this?

You said you two are innocent, and I don’t believe it even if I die!

Yan Meng stood up obediently and limped towards the lounge. Chi Chen quickly followed and held her arm.

Fortunately, there are not many people at this moment, and the staff have gone to the front to get lunch boxes, and few people have seen their intimate actions.

When he arrived at the lounge, Yan Meng sat on the sofa, took off his high heels, revealing the blisters on his heels.

Chi Chen squatted down, held her ankle, raised it slightly, rested it on his knees, staring at her frown.

Zhou Chenshuang also followed her. Although she couldn't bear to disturb them, she still couldn't help but feel curious. "Excuse me, can I ask about your relationship first? Otherwise, I would suspect that you are not Chi Chen, who I once knew."

Chi Chen flipped through the medicine box and there was a needle of acne inside. The tip was sharp enough to pierce the blisters, which would hurt a lot.

Xiao Miao ran in and handed over a lighter: "Brother Chen, I borrowed it."

He pressed the lighter and the needle tip was roasted on the fire, making it black.

He raised Yan Meng's feet and said gently: "It will hurt a little, can you bear it?"

Yan Meng bit her lip, nodded, turned her head and didn't dare to look.

The moment the needle tip pierced the blister, the pain was not as strong as she imagined.

Chi Chen slowly squeezed out the broken thick water, wiped it bit by bit with a cotton ball dipped in iodine, and finally found a clean bandaid to stick it to her.

A series of movements were natural and smooth, and Zhou Chenshuang was stunned.

Xiao Miao went to the dressing room to find Yan Meng's own shoes. Chi Chen put down her feet and carefully put them in for her.

After completing everything, I stood up and looked at Zhou Chenshuang, "Can't you tell me? She is my girlfriend."
Chapter completed!