Ming Xu took a hot towel and wiped Song Jianzhi's face gently and carefully.

Song Jianzhi's face was much rosy from the steam, and his eyelashes brushed across the towel in Ming Xu's hand: "Am I very useless..."

Ming Xu denied it outright: "Of course not."

Song Jianzhi muttered in a low voice: "They said you are not angry, I am so useless, and I cried."

"Since I debuted, it has not been smooth sailing. The first time I saw this kind of scene, I panicked and felt uncomfortable, but I got used to it later."

Ming Xu spoke slowly, passed a towel in the hot water, and wiped Song Jianzhi's hands. Song Jianzhi let out an ouch and said nasally, "Ah, I'll do it myself."

Ming Xu held down her hand that was about to move, and wiped it for her, just like taking care of a girl who doesn't know much about the world.

"This is not something you should take on. You were implicated by me." Ming Xu recalled the appearance of Song Jianzhi standing in front of him that day, and said in a deep voice, "Fortunately, I have the ability to prevent the situation from getting worse."

Song Jianzhi's face brightened: "Is it solved?"

Ming Xu nodded: "I just called that marketing account, and they agreed to delete Weibo."

Of course, the matter can't be resolved by just talking about it. The marketing that Wei Xiao spent money on, naturally had to spend more money to order people to withdraw, but there was no need to tell Song Jianzhi about it.

Ming Xu put away the towel, straightened Song Jianzhi's long curly hair, touched the top of her head, and said softly: "But it can't eliminate the impact that has been caused, I still have to apologize to you."

"No, you don't need to apologize to me." Song Jianzhi said solemnly.

This was originally her part of the job. She came to this world only for Ming Xu. Her reward was extremely generous, and it was a brand new, healthy and prosperous life.

She has suffered from immune diseases since she was born, and has never left the ward. The originally well-off family became poorer as she grew up.

Her parents only had her one child, and they insisted on treating her. As far as she could remember, she saw her parents being called out by nurses to renew their bills countless times, and before they left the ward, they would turn around and give her a comforting look.

But I can only lie on the hospital bed, wasting my parents' money and my own life.

So when she saw the look in Ming Xu's eyes, her emotions seemed to have accumulated to a breaking point, and it was like a hook, hooking out the memory of her past life hidden deep in her heart, making her completely Unable to control himself, the tip of his nose was sour, and tears welled up.

It's time to return to the present life, and it's time to continue to seal up my heart.she said to herself.

These are just hardships at work, and they are nothing compared to the insurmountable illness during his lifetime.

Song Jianzhi was silent for a while, pulled himself together, and returned to the present world.

This time, she couldn't help frowning.

Ming Xu saw that Song Jianzhi was thinking of something after listening to his words, throwing off the pillow and was about to get off the sofa, and staggered again, almost bumping into the coffee table, but fortunately Ming Xu was sitting close, and quickly helped her up, He half hugged her and put her back on the sofa.

Ming Xu was taken aback by her operations, and asked her, "Is your leg numb? What are you doing in such a hurry?"

Song Jianzhi nodded with a wrinkled face, stretched out his hands to press his legs, and moved his body on the sofa, with a difficult expression on his face.

It caused some strange associations in Ming Xu's mind.

As a result, Song Jianzhi felt aggrieved: "You just washed my face, didn't you give me hydrating essence and eye cream and face cream? There are also hand creams and so on..."

"My face is dry." Song Jianzhi rubbed her face and complained softly.

Mingxu: ...

Ming Xu didn't know what to say for a while, they seemed to be talking about something very serious, serious and affective, right?

Why did Song Jianzhi think about it for a while, then put this matter behind her and focus on beauty and skin care?

Song Jianzhi looked at her expression, and boldly pushed her shoulder: "Don't think about it, go and get it for me, it's all on the dressing table in the master bedroom."

Ming Xu laughed, and went obediently, carrying back a pile of bottles and cans, and took an extra can of mask, pinched Song Jianzhi's face and said, "By the way, I'll make you a moisturizing mask."

Song Jianzhi accused her: "Are you saying I'm not juicy?"

Ming Xu was serious: "I'm not, I don't have you, don't talk nonsense."

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but smile together.

One is gorgeous, the other is beautiful, they seem to have a different kind of match.

Ming Xu did what he said, and really put a mask on Song Jianzhi, let her lie on the sofa, and confiscated her mobile phone to prevent her from checking Weibo.

Song Jianzhi could only play with his fingers boredly, and fell asleep in a daze after a while.

People who have cried are always prone to sleepiness.

Ming Xu stroked her long curly hair, picked up the phone and walked to the second bedroom, which was far away from the living room, and gently closed the door.

She found the missed number and dialed it back, and the other party answered it quickly.

"Hello? Sister Mingxu!" Liu Le from the Gu'an studio immediately said, "Sister, this really flooded the Dragon King Temple! When I took the order, I didn't know that Song Jianzhi and you were friends. When Mr. Wei came here, I thought it was a matter of killing two birds with one stone!"

"I can earn a lot of extra money, and at the same time, I can vent my anger on you, sister Mingxu, and sell you a lot of misery, isn't it good." Liu Le kept muttering in his heart. He was well-informed, and he had never heard of Song Jianzhi and Ming. When did sister Xu reconcile?

No, it's not just about reconciliation, sister Mingxu spent a lot of money to cancel the order.

Ming Xu lowered his eyes lazily, his face was cold, his slender fingers rested on the side of his head, rubbing his temples, his voice was cold:

"The studio takes money to do things, I understand. But if there is another list about Ms. Song in the future, tell me in advance, and I will buy it."

"Sister, you also know that it's not a small amount to buy this unsent message. Why are you so nice to Song San?"

It's no wonder that Liu Le was puzzled, he once received a favor from Ming Xu and called her sister.Usually, if there is anything, I can help out as much as I can, but I have never seen Ming Xu care about anyone so much.

Which artist is so precious to his friends that he doesn't buy news or friends for himself?

What's going on like doting on a girlfriend...

Ming Xu didn't say much, she leaned against the wall, crossed her slender legs slightly, her eyelashes cast a small fan-shaped shadow on her face, and said, "You just know it yourself, don't say it outside."

"Let me know if anything happens."

Liu Le patted his chest and promised: "After so many years of friendship, you don't know if I'm tight-lipped or not! Don't worry!"

Ming Xu hummed.

"Sister, have you really terminated the contract with Xiwang? Where can I disclose it after the contract is terminated?" Liu Le giggled, looking for first-hand information.

Ming Xu closed his eyes slightly, and asked him, "Can't you guess?"

Liu Le was taken aback for a moment, and without giving him a chance to ask out his vague guesses, Ming Xu hung up the phone suddenly, and immediately sent a short message: "I have something to do, let's talk back."

Ming Xu hung up the phone when she heard the small voice. She walked to the living room, and sure enough, she saw Song Jianzhi sitting up, with her face covered in mud, her mouth slightly pouted, looking a little unhappy.

Ming Xu walked faster, "What's wrong?"

Song Jianzhi had no expression on his face, "It's nothing."

"Really?"

Song Jianzhi: ...

Of course it is fake!

When I was sleeping comfortably, there was a three-dimensional echo of the heart-cleaning mantra in my head, one sound, scaring skr people, okay!

She asked the system in horror: "Are you invaded by a virus?"

The system kindly said: "No, it's the host that the Qingxin mantra you ordered has been loaded and will be played automatically."

……

Knock in!Did you hear that? Knock!

But facing Ming Xu, she could only say nonchalantly: "I just had a nightmare and woke up with fright." Speaking of which, it was almost the same as experiencing a nightmare.

Ming Xu rubbed her head again, "You'll be fine when you wake up." She looked at her watch, "The mask is almost ready, go and wash it off."

Song Jianzhi said oh, and went to wash it obediently.

Ming Xu said casually: "Stay here at noon? Let's have dinner together."

"Uh-huh?"

"I'll cook it for you." Ming Xu said very naturally, "The ingredients are all ready."

"Stay?"

The author has something to say: A little girlfriend who obediently allows herself to be dressed up and fiddled with can wash her face, wipe her hands, apply fragrance and feed her well... awsl

Today I will send... the same mask x1!Pay attention to hydration, girls! [bushi I mean the bosses

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