Yan Meng woke up and was empty beside her, and Chi Chen was no longer by her side.

She was still naked under the bedding. She sat up with the quilt, rubbed her sore waist, and looked in the room for her clothes.

However, no.

After taking a shower, the clothes she wanted to change were still in the cloakroom, and the poor bath towel was also thrown into the study by Chi Chen.

Fortunately, there was a folded clean T-shirt on the bedside table, which was very cold. Yan Meng didn't think much about it and picked it up and put it on her body.

The man was tall and wide, and his wide T-shirt just covered Yan Meng's legs, revealing his slender and fair legs.

She searched the room barefoot with no slippers. Fortunately, it was Xia Tian, ​​so she went downstairs barefoot.

I heard Chi Chen calling on the stairs. He said for a while that he should have asked Ning Hao to come and pick him up.

Yan Meng walked down with light steps and almost no sound. She wrapped herself around him from behind, her face and body tightly pressed against him.

Chi Chen was stunned for a moment, turned his head slightly to look at her, frowned and ended the call.

He turned around, raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Meng's outfit, and touched her face: "I like to wear my clothes?"

"No," Yan Meng pouted, "It's just your clothes in the room."

Chi Chen kissed her forehead, bent down and picked her up horizontally, "Why don't you wear shoes?" He sat on the sofa, and Yan Meng sat on his lap.

"I didn't find it, it seemed you took it off in the study."

Chi Chen pinched her waist and smiled: "Blame me?"

Yan Meng grunted, hooked his neck, leaned in his arms and acted coquettishly: "Are you going to work soon?"

Chi Chen nodded, "Well, Ning Hao has come to pick me up. If you want to make a styling, you have to go over and prepare early."

"How long will the press conference end? When will you get home in the evening?" They were separated for too long. Chi Chen just flew back from another place yesterday. She didn't want to be separated from him at all, not a minute or a second.

"I don't know, the press conference will start at 8 o'clock in the evening and it will probably end very late. If you have to be alone at home in the evening, will you be scared?" Chi Chen asked gently.

Yan Meng looked up and said with a smile: "If I said yes, will you take me away?"

"You want to go?"

Yan Meng nodded honestly, "Can you watch you from afar? I haven't been there to support you for a long time."

Chi Chen frowned, "It's not the same to watch me at home." He always couldn't feel at ease when he left her alone in the crowd.

"What's the same? You don't know the feeling of waving flags and shouting for you with your fans. We come from all directions just to gather a name together and look at you on the stage, and we can be extremely happy!"

Chi Chen put his waist on her waist and whispered, "But you have not only seen me on the stage, but also me on the bed. Are you unhappy?"

Yan Meng turned red with his ears and twisted his hand around his abdomen. He couldn't twist it, and his abdominal muscles were too hard.

In the end, she didn't convince Chi Chen to take her to the event site. Although she had put on makeup and changed her clothes, when Ning Hao came, Chi Chen still blocked her behind the door.

He kissed the corner of her lips, "Be good, I'll be back when I finish, remember to eat yourself."

The door was closed, Yan Meng heard the roar of the car moving away, and she was silently rushing in the room.

She fell on the sofa and browsed her Weibo. Several big fans were already warming up tonight's event in the super talk. They posted photos of the scene and posted selfies holding light signs. In the first row, you can see the chin glowing on the stage at close range.

He was so itchy that he wanted to go to support him. Yan Meng finally couldn't sit still and took out her cell phone and called Xiao Miao.

"Xiao Miao, can you come here to pick me up now?"

"Ah? Where are you going, Sister Lemon?"

"You will know when you come. Remember to bring your work permit."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Meng went upstairs to disguise herself again. She put on a hat and a mask, found a pair of framed glasses and put them on her face, and her entire little face was covered tightly.

She went to the study to pick the largest light sign, stuffed it into her backpack, and prepared to sneak into the press conference.

The car that picked her up soon came to the door of the house. Yan Meng opened the car door and sat in, reported an address, and threw a charming look at Xiao Miao who was slightly surprised: "How about it? Can you recognize it as me?"

Xiao Miao: "Sister Lemon, what are you doing? It's in the summer, aren't you so hot?"

She was indeed hot, and her bangs under her hat became wet in a short while, and her mask was even more stuffy. However, in order to be able to support her successfully, she had to work hard.

"You just want to tell if it's me?"

Xiao Miao looked left and right and replied hesitantly: "It seems... I can't recognize it very much. But people who are familiar with you can still recognize it if you look carefully."

Yan Meng smiled: "Then it's okay."

The lights at the scene were dim, and the fans were all paying attention to Chi Chen on the stage. Who would pay attention to her?

There was a traffic jam in the evening, and their car was stuck on the road for more than half an hour. When they arrived at the venue, it was already dark. Yan Meng rolled down the car window and looked out with her eyes.

The fans have almost entered the venue, and there are only a few tall security guards left at the door.

She held the mirror frame, covered her hat and mask tightly, and stretched out her hand to Xiao Miao: "Give me the work card."

Xiao Miao slowly took out a tag from her pocket: "What do you want my work card for?"

Yan Meng took it over, hung it on her neck and swayed it happily, opened the car door and got out of the car!

She said to Xiaomao: "You don't have to wait for me, go back first."

"Sister Lemon, where are you going?"

Xiao Miao lowered her voice behind her and called her. Yan Meng didn't look back and jumped to the entrance. The black-faced security guard stopped her: "Little girl, where is your admission permit?"

Yan Meng replied with a smile: "Brother, I don't have an admission certificate. I am an employee of Chi Chen Studio. Our boss has dropped the item and I will send it to him." She raised the work permit hanging around her neck, "Look, it's right that Chi Chen Studio is."

The security guard took a look and it was indeed like the documents of several staff members around Chi Chen just now. He waved his hand and put her in.

"The backstage is on the left, your staff are walking there, and the other direction is the audience, don't go wrong."

Yan Meng thanked sweetly, entered the door, and directly entered the audience entrance.

This is a mobile phone press conference. The venue is very large and can accommodate hundreds of people. The lights are turned off inside. As soon as Yan Meng entered, she was shocked by the shining ground lamp sign. She took out her light sign from her bag and shook it. Humph, I have it too!

She came late, and the host had already opened on stage to introduce the company's products and progress over the years.

She walked in along the seat, and there was an inconspicuous empty seat at the corner at the end, and she sat over.

The sister next to her glanced at her, said nothing, and continued to raise the light sign and wait for Chi Chen to appear.

The host on the stage asked Chi Chen to leave, and Chi Chen held the microphone and came on the stage from the side. Today he was wearing a navy blue suit, and the shirt buttoned to the top one, looking a little hot.

Yan Meng knew why he was so tightly. There were traces on his collarbone that she left in the afternoon, just like on her neck, which was her counterattack.

Chi Chen stood still, waved his hand and greeted the fans: "Hello everyone, I am Chi Chen."

The scene was instantly boiling, and the addicted people shouted hoarsely: "Husband!!! Ahhhh! My husband is so handsome!!"

"It's my husband!! Don't compete with me!!"

Yan Meng was not jealous either, but the husband shouted harder than them.

When she was at home, she had never called him like this. They all called each other's name. If Chi Chen knew that she was calling his husband like this in the crowd, she would not know what would be the reaction.

It's probably proud.

Chi Chen interacted with the host on the stage, and every word he said would make the girls scream from the audience.

Yan Meng took out her cell phone to take a photo. She was far away, and the light on the scene was dimmed again, and the pixels were still a little blurred when they narrowed the focal length.

She cursed her broken phone and swore to change the same phone as Chi Chen's hand when she went back. How many million pixels should be there?

Yes, 40 million pixels! The idol looks good no matter how you shoot it!

The content of the new product launch conference was a bit boring. In fact, Chi Chen said too much, just to stand on the platform. Most of the time the brand owners were introducing products to the audience, while Chi Chen stood quietly by, saying nothing, and fans were willing to watch him.

After the two-hour press conference, many of the obsessed voices were hoarse. The host handed Chi Chen a selfie stick and asked him to take a photo with the fans on his new phone.

The girls in the last rows all stood up, fearing that they would not be able to get into the mirror. Yan Meng did not plan to take a group photo. She took advantage of the time when no one was paying attention and sneaked out of the safe passage next to her.

After leaving the press conference, I received a WeChat message from Chi Chen in a short while.

——Did you go to bed?

Yan Meng replied: No, I’m waiting for you.

Chi Chen: It’s over here, I should be able to get home in an hour.

Yan Meng replied: OK.

After putting away her phone, she planned to give him a surprise. She slipped into the backstage with her studio's work permit and asked several staff members where Chi Chen's lounge was located.

When I touched the door of the lounge, I saw Chi Chen being surrounded by some staff from the brand owner to sign, all of whom were young girls.

Chi Chen signed it patiently one by one, but as a result, more and more people gathered, Ning Hao couldn't stop it. Chi Chen frowned slightly, raised his wrist and looked at the time, and the speed of writing was much faster.

Yan Meng also squeezed over mischievously, took out the photo of Chi Chen that had been in the bag and handed it on: "Chi Chen, can you sign me?"

There were too many people, and her voice was suppressed. It was not until someone in front left with his signature that she got closer. She said again: "Chi Chen, can you sign me?"

Chi Chen looked up and glanced at her, took the photo from her hand politely. Just as he was about to write, he couldn't help but pause, and raised his eyes again and looked at her deeply.

Yan Meng looked at him, her eyes huddled together excitedly.

Chi Chen curled his lips, ignored the words, wrote a few strokes on the back of the photo, and gave her a few more words. Yan Meng took them back and said thank you, pushed the crowd away and walked out, and watched Chi Chen's TO signature to her alone against the wall.

——Be good, I will sign you when I go home and wait for me.

At the same time, Weiwei, who claims to be the number one paparazzi in the country, exposed three shocking news to everyone on Weibo: 1. A first-line male star is in love, and his girlfriend is a new actress under the studio. She has worked in TV series and variety shows. You can guess.

2. The two are in a good relationship at present, they have met their parents, and they have lived together.

3. See you on Monday.
Chapter completed!