Now that the living standards of high school students have improved, their development is also much higher than before.
Despite Meng Yiyi being only seventeen or eighteen years old, she still looks like a mature and beautiful young lady.
Touching her foot felt just like touching that of an adult woman.
"Giggle... Don't, don't touch the sole of my foot..." It seemed that Meng Yiyi was quite sensitive to having her feet touched; she began to laugh the moment Chen Hao made contact.
But her laughter abruptly stopped.
Because she felt a stream of special power coursing from the palm of her foot, slowly transferring from Chen Hao's hand, very warm.
This made her feel an unusual sensation throughout her entire body.
Chen Hao forced himself to concentrate, using his mind to manipulate the energy within his body, gradually guiding it to pass into Meng Yiyi's foot, nourishing the injured part, vitalizing the area that was hurt.
