Be a gold finger for the actress' rival in love GL

In the quiet room, there was the sound of water tsk tsk.

Ming Xu had already let go of Song Jianzhi's hand, to be precise, he put her hand on his shoulder. Now Song Jianzhi had obviously lost the strength and thought to push him away, so he could only softly rest on his round body shoulders.

Ming Xu's own hand turned around to wrap her arms around her waist, the girl was obviously addicted to it, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were wet, and her whole body was soft and hot, like a puddle of water that could only exist by being attached to something.

Ming Xu had to think of a way to fix her.

Fix it on yourself.

Strictly fit.

The plumpness is squeezed together gently, and the unique fragrance of a woman is blended together in this way. Ming Xu's hands are tightly wrapped around her tight and delicate waist, showing a rare toughness.

Song Jianzhi moved his body impatiently, and a soft moan escaped from the two's mating lips.

Ming Xu regained consciousness a little, slowed down his strength, and his palms just touched one of her exposed waistlines.

Skin to skin.

Song Jianzhi's body trembled violently.

Her mind was in chaos, she only knew to follow her intuition and cater to Ming Xu's movements.

Open your mouth, accept, pester, respond.

"Ding--"

There was a soft sound from the ground, the sound was muffled, but when it was extremely quiet, so quiet that every subtle movement could be heard, the two of them were awakened immediately.

Ming Xu panted twice, got up and left.

The thread as thin as a spider's silk was implicated between the two rosy lips, shining with crystal light.

How to do this.

Facing this "afterwards" remnant, Song Jianzhi was a little at a loss, and a little nervous, subconsciously stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it.

The tip of her tongue flashed between her glistening lips, and Ming Xu choked for breath.

But looking at the alluring sweet gardenia that hadn't calmed down yet, the flower picker calmed down, and then stretched out his hand to push the curly hair sticking to her neck behind her ears little by little.

Meticulous and gentle.

Song Jianzhi was about to go back fiercely, and asked her why she came here so suddenly, but now she was staring at him tenderly, arranging her hair and so on, so she was embarrassed to get angry.

mainly……

She doesn't hate it either.

I don't feel disgusted in my heart, so I don't have the confidence to get angry.But I still have to say something, Song Jianzhi reluctantly used his still not fully awake mind to think about the logic, and whispered:

"Didn't I tell you last time, I can't do this again."

"What about it?" Ming Xu's voice was not high, like a lover's murmur.

Song Jianzhi: Do you have to let me speak straight!

Ming Xu's calm and composed appearance made Song Jianzhi feel frustrated, and it was also mixed with inexplicable traces of sweetness, like the tangled silk on the spoon when someone scoops honey, entangled.

She changed the subject: "What was the noise just now?"

Ming Xu looked down at his feet, bent down and picked up his bag: "Mobile phone."

"Oh, mobile phone, hurry up and see if anyone is looking for you. If you look west, don't bother." Song Jianzhi looked at him from left to right, blinked his eyes twice as he spoke, and suddenly realized, "Mobile phone ?”

"Didn't you come back to find your phone?"

Song Jianzhi's unbelievable expression was mixed with accusations, as if to say that I believed in you so much and you lied to me.

Ming Xu took out his phone, and said calmly, "It's my fault, I should just say that I want to kiss you."

Song Jianzhi: ...

No, you shouldn't.

Without giving them another chance to argue (tiao), Ming Xu's cell phone screen lit up again, and it was Pei Zishu's call.

Ming Xu picked it up.

"Ming Xu, are you at home? I just sent you a message and I didn't reply - if you are not at home, I will pick you up, don't wander around, something happened on Weibo."

The quiet room was enough for both of them to hear Pei Zishu's anxious and annoyed voice, "You went to talk to Sun Xia in the morning, right? This bastard's mind is smaller than a pinhole, Xi Wang just posted on Weibo I have made a statement, and I will pass the responsibility on to you both explicitly and secretly."

"Now there are reporters at the gate of your community and the gate of your company, all waiting to get good news."

There was no emotion in Ming Xu's voice, she received the news calmly, and said quietly: "I know, I'm not at home now, but here..." Ming Xu glanced at Song who had forgotten his embarrassment and was full of nervousness. Jian Zhi, "It's safe here, there is a car that can take me home."

Pei Zishu didn't think too much, just said: "Are you not at home? You'd better not go back if you're not at home. You have the most squatting reporters."

Ming Xu originally wanted to say that she is not afraid of being interviewed, and that although her current residence is not as strong as Ganlinyuan's security, it is not as miserable as being chased by reporters.

However, Ming Xu raised his eyes to see Song Jianzhi's concerned expression, stretched out his hand to comb his hair back, tilted his head and said, "Well... let me think about it, and I will give you an answer later."

Song Jianzhi watched Ming Xu hang up the phone.

She couldn't help asking: "Is it serious?"

In fact, she knows it's not serious, it should be said that Xu's path will be much better than the original.

This time I got in touch with Ming Xu in advance, Ming Xu will not be haunted by sex after starring in a film invested by Wei Xiao, and Bole will not help her terminate the contract, and Xinghan will give it here.

In the original work, this wave was almost put to death and reborn.

But browsing the plot is from the perspective of an outsider, so he is naturally indifferent. Now Ming Xu is standing in front of him, his eyes are clear and deep, especially the intimate contact just now, which can make Song Jianzhi clearly feel that this person is alive. of.

Her blood is hot, and the blood flows in her body, so she looks cold and cold, but her embrace is warm.

It was hard for Song Jianzhi not to be moved by her.

Just like at this moment, Ming Xu said as if nothing had happened: "It's okay, if it doesn't work, go home. You heard me, my manager can come and pick me up."

Song Jianzhi was still worried, because Ming Xu in Li would always be chased and intercepted by the paparazzi, and then he would talk nonsense about her already cold face, and would throw his face at the reporter when she was in a bad mood when something happened.

Ming Xu said again: "Let's go, it's time for you to go back to Ganlin Garden, you go back in your own car, I'll wait for Sister Pei."

"I'm not going to Ganlin Garden today. My sister is going home. I'll go back and talk to her—how about you stay at my place for a few days?" Song Jianzhi's eyes lit up, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was in place.

"Look, there are all daily necessities in Ganlin Garden. Just ask Li Man to send some clothes over there. I won't live there for a few days, so it's okay."

Ming Xu took out sunglasses from his bag and put on a mask, his face was covered tightly, Song Jianzhi couldn't see anything, he could only hear her clear voice coming through the thin cloth:

"You don't like me getting too close to you, how can I live in your apartment."

Song Jianzhi's mind got stuck, and she really thought about this question, but the reason was too flimsy, and she quickly figured it out: "What's the matter, you live in Ganlin Garden, and I don't live with you .”

"Besides, I can't ignore even an ordinary friend, let alone you."

You are my only client duck!

That's not what Ming Xu heard.

If Ming Xu's sunglasses lose their blocking function, Song Jianzhi will definitely be startled by Ming Xu's fixed gaze on him.

Fortunately, Song Jianzhi is an idiot who doesn't think too much about it.

Ming Xu slightly pursed his lips, and there was a bit of apology in his pleasant voice: "I have caused you trouble."

Song Jianzhi always felt that there seemed to be something in this tone, and felt that he was thinking too much.

But she quickly found a new reason: "It should be, after all, you are also an artist I personally hired."

As he said that, Song Jianzhi felt at ease, as if there was a reason for this, and he did all this as a well-known teacher and as it should be.

After the agreement was made, things would change if it was too late. After Ming Xu called Pei Zishu, the two moved to Ganlin Garden.

Fortunately, they walked fast, and after a while, paparazzi pretended to be passers-by in front of Si Kou's door, lingering and squatting all afternoon.

One of the paparazzi pretended to be a passerby taking a selfie in front of the fountain, and said to the bluetooth headset while making a pair of scissors: "Miss Qiao, I have been guarding Sko's gate all afternoon, and I really haven't seen Ming Xu come out."

I don't know what was said over there, but the paparazzi was so angry that he couldn't take the selfie and roared: "You took the initiative to find us and revealed that Xu didn't bring his manager and assistant to Siko alone. The car is gone, you are kidding me!"

The paparazzi hung up the phone unceremoniously, and even wanted to drop the earphones together.

Qiao Xin was trimming her nails, and she was angry with the paparazzi's attitude. She was a little guilty at first, but now she took it for granted, she curled her lips and said to herself: "I was right, Ming Xu didn't bring a manager assistant."

But who would have thought that she would get involved with the third miss of the Song family.

Originally, I wanted to bet that Ming Xu was caught without knowing it, but I didn't expect her to react so quickly, she must have asked Song Jianzhi for help.

Qiao Xin picked up the mobile phone that was stuck on Weibo's trending search on the side interface, and watched with satisfaction that the trending search for "Ming Xu abandoned his old club" had climbed to the top three.

She refreshed it again, and there was actually another hot search with "Mingxu" also climbed up.

"Ming Xu in Shura Field"

what is this?

Qiao Xin went in curiously and excitedly.

"I don't know if anyone remembers the revelation on the second day of the Golden Instrument Awards. Today, seeing Ming Xu's incident broke out, the blogger has a friend in the circle who can't help but reveal that Ming Xu's face has finally been revealed. After all, looking at the noble and glamorous persona she set up, who would have thought that she not only abandoned her old club, but also had entanglements with CEO Wei, a veteran of the entertainment industry."

"In the Shura field, Song Mingyuan and President Wei are both affirmative, but this female star really hides her secrets and let others take the blame for her for so long."

Attached below are a few WeChat chat records and the people who eat melons that day guessed about the actresses in Shura Field. The most screenshots are He Xilan.

The popularity of Weibo quickly rose, and all kinds of malicious comments below flooded the screen, especially He Xilan's fan Lanlan scolded the most fiercely.

"Click-"

The door of the second bedroom was pushed open, and Song Jianzhi came in with a brand new cotton four-piece suit, and said, "Usually no one lives in the second bedroom, but fortunately there are new ones in the storage room, which are washed by my aunt when the season changes. You can use it as a spare.”

Ming Xu was standing at the head of the bed looking down at the phone, when he heard the sound he raised his head, put the still-on phone on the bedside table, and greeted him: "Thank you, you've been very thoughtful."

When making the bed together, Song Jianzhi's gaze flicked across Ming Xu's phone screen, and he didn't read the content carefully at first, but hot searches on Weibo are always easy to attract people's gossip mentality.

As a result, after a closer look, I saw that sister Mingxu accounted for two of the 10 trending searches, and was still in the top three.

Song Jian Zhi's heart twitched, and he took a peek at Ming Xu's expression, but fortunately, he was quite calm.

But when I think about it carefully, it hurts even more. I can't vent it at this time, how depressed I must be.

Song Jianzhi was frowning and thinking about what to do, she would definitely call back, but at this time, she was pretending not to know, and it was better to be a confidant big sister——

How do we do this?

Wouldn't it be too disrespectful to simply ask "Are you unhappy"?What if Ming Xu wants to be alone now...

Song Jianzhi was thinking about something, moving his hands, and suddenly saw Ming Xu on the opposite side not moving, looking at her with a little helplessness in his eyes, behind him was the floor-to-ceiling windows that were opened for ventilation, the white curtains were floating gently, and the sunlight was just right .

Song Jianzhi came back to his senses, kneading the corner of the quilt in his hand and asked: "What's wrong?"

Ming Xu sighed softly, put down the quilt he had made in his hands, and walked around the end of the bed to her.

Song Jianzhi was still standing there watching her come over, a bit confused about the situation.

She touched her face and began to guess wildly: "Is it my makeup?"

Ming Xu approached and stood behind her, with his hands around her body, in a position where he could hold her in his arms from behind.

Just after being kissed by Ming Xu in the afternoon like the CEO Wen, Song Jianzhi remained vigilant, and immediately said: "Do things well, don't move!"

Ming Xu burst out laughing.

She stretched out her hand to take the rubbed soft quilt corner from Song Jianzhi's hand, and flexibly untied the fixed knot with her fingers, explaining: "What were you thinking just now? The quilt was put on wrongly. Inverted."

Song Jianzhi let out an "ah" in a daze, and looked at the center of the bed, and sure enough, the quilt looked a little twisted.

Ming Xu was still talking, maybe he was doing housework that most people would do, and his voice seemed much more relaxed, like the sunshine outside the window.

Gentle, warm, soothing.

"Look, you're still tied, it's hard to untie..."

As Ming Xu said, he handed one to Song Jianzhi, and untied the other by himself, "Hurry up and do your work, what are you thinking about?"

With a serious tone, he even educated Song Jianzhi.

Song Jianzhi: ...

Forget it, let's solve it first.

Song Jianzhi lowered her head and started to fight, but it turned out that she was fine if she didn't move, but the more she moved, the tighter the knot became.She didn't dare to do more harm than good, and secretly watched Ming Xu fiddle with it.

Ming Xu's movements were unhurried, and with a few movements of his long and slender fingers, he untied the dead knot, and tied a beautiful and firm knot again.Then he took it from Song Jianzhi's hand naturally, and his hands touched inadvertently.

Unexpectedly, Ming Xu, who was always talkative in front of him, didn't say anything this time, only paying attention to the movements in his hands.

Song Jianzhi was in her arms, couldn't see her expression, could only stare down at her hands, and said dryly: "I, I don't know what's going on, especially I don't know how to organize things."

This was the most notable characteristic of her previous life. Whether it was headphone cables or computer files, they always made a mess, and the more they sorted it out, the more chaotic it became. She never thought that this characteristic would still stick to her body after she died once.

Ming Xu uttered an intimate monosyllable from his nose, hummed, and didn't continue to say anything.

Song Jianzhi was a little apprehensive, she didn't know why, she didn't want Ming Xu to know her shortcomings, she was very embarrassed.

But Ming Xu didn't say anything, instead she gradually calmed down and only watched Ming Xu's movements slowly.

Finally, the knot loosened on Ming Xu's fingertips, and Song Jianzhi heaved a little sigh.

Ming Xu tied the knot, stretched the corner of the quilt, and then said: "What a coincidence, I'm very good at tidying up things."

With a very simple sentence, Song Jianzhi's heart skipped a beat.

"That...that's amazing."

The author has something to say: Song Jianzhi's mind was full of wontons when he was kissed.

Good at what the other is not good at, a natural pair.

Hee hee, today I will give the bosses drawing (focus) Apple x1