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

Ming Xu pointed to the mask on his face, the meaning was obvious.

"It's not easy being a big star."

The cloud in his hand twirled in the air, Tiansier seemed to be floating in the air like silk.

Song Jianzhi bit on it, and glanced at Ming Xu, with a little complacency in his eyes.

Her eyelashes are thick, and her sparkling eyes hide under the eyelashes, revealing a sly light like a little fox.

"It's so sweet." Song Jianzhi looked at Ming Xu with a smile, and licked off the sugar on her lips with the tip of her tongue, making her lips glisten with water.

Ming Xu fixedly looked at her.

He didn't say anything.

Song Jianzhi felt embarrassed instead, "If you want to eat, I'll buy you another one, and I'll take it back."

Anyway, even if they were seen, they would not dare to laugh out loud in front of themselves, Song Jianzhi thought deeply.

"Don't eat that." Ming Xu continued to walk back, Song Jianzhi could only keep up, "Let's go."

When she was about to arrive at the hotel, Song Jianzhi finally had almost eaten, she threw the bamboo stick into the trash can, and Ming Xu gave her a tissue.

Song Jianzhi took it carefully, avoiding her fingertips, and complained: "I accidentally got sugar on my hand, it's sticky."

"It's not just on the hands." Ming Xu glanced at her lips and said leisurely.

Song Jianzhi stuck out her tongue and poked the corner of her lips, she said sweetly, "Ah, I'll go back and wash my face."

Song Jianzhi lowered his head slightly, walked quickly through the hall, and the two of them got on the elevator and went back to the 6th floor.

There are not too many people staying on the 6th floor. Except for Li Man who is taking care of nearby, there are only two or three people who are as quiet as them. After all, the entire crew does not need so many rooms, and most of them are on the third and fourth floors.

Song Jianzhi took out the room card of 601 and prepared to swipe it, then turned around and said, "I'm going back, if you are tired, go to bed early."

Ming Xu didn't answer, but gently took out the room card from Song Jianzhi's hand and swiped it.

The door opened, and Ming Xu walked in with Song Jianzhi on his shoulders.

One step, two steps.

The door is closed.

The two snuggling figures disappeared behind the door.

Song Jianzhi said alertly, "Why are you here with me?"

"Clean it up for you."

Ming Xu lowered his head to answer, his expression was unclear, but his tone was natural.

Ming Xu moistened the towel with hot water on his own, then turned around and wiped Song Jianzhi's hands with the hot towel.

Song Jianzhi looked at her cautiously.

Ming Xu scrubbed her two or three times, and the fluff of the towel brushed against the back of Song Jianzhi's hands, making it feel hot and itchy.

The fingers were surrounded by warm objects, the towel was not wrung out, and the absorbed water seeped out between the rubbing of the two hands, and the liquid spread on the skin.

Hands are wet.

pat.

A drop of water dripped from Song Jianzhi's fingertips and smashed into a small splash on the floor.

Song Jianzhi woke up like a big dream, her face flushed suddenly.

Ming Xu was washing the towel, this time to wipe her face.

Ming Xu raised Song Jianzhi's chin, and pressed the hot towel against Song Jianzhi's face.

Song Jianzhi's eyes moved wildly, but she didn't dare to look at Ming Xu. She heard Ming Xu chuckle and said:

"I haven't wiped your face yet, why are you turning red?"

Song Jianzhi's ears turned red, and the thin and transparent earlobes were rouge-colored, tender and tender.

Ming Xu really didn't seem to have any other thoughts, just like that day in Ganlin Garden, after she cried, she took care of herself so considerately.

The sticky feeling on Song Jianzhi's face disappeared, and the heat penetrated into her pores, turning her into a peach blossom face, her lips were lovely, and the corners of her lips were naturally raised.

A knuckle of Ming Xu's finger touched the corner of Song Jianzhi's lips through a thin towel.

Song Jianzhi didn't realize it.

After two breaths, Ming Xu suppressed the desire in his heart, his knuckles gently grinding the plumpness underneath.

The towel absorbed the last trace of sugar, and completed the cleaning task with dedication, caution and restraint.

Ming Xu put down his hand, washed the towel, and put it back to the original place.

Ming Xu pulled Song Jianzhi away from the sink, walked to the seat, and asked Song Jianzhi to sit down.

There is a small night light on the small table between the two seats, which is made into the shape of a lotus flower. Ming Xu pressed it lightly, and warm yellow light poured out.

Song Jianzhi was a little confused, and looked up at her, "Didn't it be wiped clean?"

Ming Xu's hanging hand naturally caressed her slender and fair neck.

It slowly invaded from the neck to the side cheeks, until it stopped at the end, lying on her face, with the little finger supporting Song Jianzhi's chin.

"It's not clean yet."

Ming Xu bent down and whispered to Song Jianzhi's lips.

"is it okay?"

Ming Xu asked Song Jianzhi for his opinion.

Song Jianzhi is like a little Tang monk caught by a goblin, trapped by a snake demon in the square inch of the snake's body, stuck to the chair by the spider spirit's silver threads, and like a king of the daughter country with Qing Lingling His bright, light brown pupils were fixed in place.

Song Jianzhi blinked, there is no such thing as a king of a daughter country, these eyes are clearly Ming Xu's.

Song Jianzhi: I suddenly understood that it was not easy for Tang Seng in Journey to the West, and Tang Sanzang was criticized! (Breaking sound)

She was so nervous that she couldn't think about it.

Ming Xu was still waiting patiently, beauties always have some confidence.

Even Ming Xu, who was afraid of love in front of Song Jianzhi, still counts on Song Jianzhi's appreciation for him.

I don't know if it's a crackling operation when a person is nervous, or a subconscious action represents the most secret answer in a person's heart.

Song Jianzhi poked out the tip of her small tongue, and it flashed between Hong Lingling's lips.

Song Jianzhi: Who am I, where am I, and what am I doing?

Maybe she just wanted to moisturize her lips nervously, maybe she was just used to sticking out her tongue to lick her lips tonight, maybe she—

In short, Ming Xu readily accepted the appointment.

Two soft lips squeezed close to each other, grinding and squeezing the last air.

Soft, powdery, flavorful.

Ming Xuru was as meticulous and patient as when he wiped her hands and face, cleaning up the last area on her body that was soaked in greasy sugar.

When it is eaten, it turns into sugar water. Water is everywhere, so Ming Xu has to inspect it more carefully.

The size cannot be allowed.

Not at all.

The quiet night light was on the table, and the halo hit the faces of the two intimate beauties.

The beauty under the lamp is gentle and hazy, charming and alluring.

Song Jianzhi didn't go to the shooting site the next day.

The production crew always set off early in order to shoot suitable scenes in the early morning. Song Jianzhi didn't have a part in the scene, so he didn't have to follow the early hours.

Until the morning, Song Jianzhi didn't come.

Ming Xu would always look outside during the intermission. Li Man knew what she was thinking, and asked the people in the circle: "Director Song has returned to City S."

The make-up artist was simply touching up Ming Xu's makeup, but Ming Xu's expression could not be seen clearly under the make-up artist's busy hands.

In front of others, Li Man didn't say anything.

On the contrary, the makeup artist smiled and said, "It's said that the relationship between Mr. Ming and the director is not good. I almost believed it before. I didn't know until I joined the group. It goes without saying!"

"Is there still someone passing it on?" Ming Xu asked.

The makeup assistant interjected: "You can say anything you haven't seen before, don't worry about it, Mr. Ming."

Ming Xu lowered his eyes.

Song Jianzhi's return to S City was really not to hide from Mingxu—although he also eased his embarrassment along the way.

But back to S City from Qijue Mountain, it was a bumpy journey, but she was not shy enough to return to S city just by kissing her.

The main reason was that Song Jianyin told her early in the morning that their parents, who had never seen the end of the dragon, had returned to China.

And he only stayed in city S for two days, and he wanted to go out and have fun.

It would take Song Jianzhi a long time to return from N city, and he set off immediately after receiving the news.

I wanted to say something to Ming Xu, but I felt that it was a bit hypocritical for me to say it deliberately, and I was slow, but in the end I just said hello to the Big Three and left.

When she was on the plane, she stretched slightly, looking at the endless clouds outside the window, feeling a little lost.

Parents in this world...

What will it be like?

She was the only one in the first class on this flight, and in the quiet alone time, the longing for her parents in her previous life quietly flooded her heart.

They would have had a lot easier without them.

Song Jianzhi looked at the clouds coated with golden light, and quietly leaned his head against the window.

But no matter how she thought about it, she never expected that after entering Song's house, the two middle-aged people on the sofa turned around, revealing faces that were almost the same as those of their parents in the previous life.

The bag in Song Jianzhi's hand suddenly fell to the ground——

"Dad? Mom!"

There are disbelief, surprise, and fear in the words.

A sour impulse rushed straight to Song Jianzhi's face, his nose was sore for a while, and tears immediately gushed out of his eyes.

how come?how so?real or fake?

This is actually a dream, right?I was still in the hotel in Qijue Mountain, dreaming soundly, and everything was just the suppressed emotions in my heart that surfaced in my heart at night.

Construct this elaborate deception.

Mother Song showed a smile. She is middle-aged, but she is naturally a beauty who can give birth to these two daughters. This beautiful woman waved to Song Jianzhi:

"See Zhizhi? They've grown so big!"

Song Jianzhi: ...

what?

Isn't this special greeting term for visiting relatives too exciting? ?

Song's father next to him was also relieved: "See because you look, how much your sister looks like us."

Song Jianzhi:?

Otherwise, who should I look like? ?

Song Jianyin was obviously used to his unreliable parents, so he raised his eyes to Song Jianzhi, "Why are you crying, come here quickly, and wipe away your tears."

Song Jianzhi was startled by these two words, the ups and downs in her heart disappeared, she has now understood.

Just look alike.

Not them.

Perhaps their original faces were the same, but the Song family couple were affectionate and well-maintained. They traveled outside every day, and their faces were very good. They looked like they were only in their early thirties.

As for my parents, they worked hard for medical expenses, their faces were wrinkled by life and medical bills, and their hair was also grey.

are different.

Song Jianzhi took a sip of hot tea and calmed down completely.

But after death, you can still see your parents, even if it's just the same face, isn't it fate?

Even if she got this identity, is it because she has some kind of power...

Thinking of this, she immediately asked the system: "4399, are they related to my parents?"

The system said kindly: "Song Ankang and Lin Yue did not appear in the original work, so the appearance part can be changed according to the host's inner wish. This is the branch's reward for outstanding employees."

Song Jianzhi lost his mind.

so good.

It was nice to see their faces, too.

Song Jianzhi looked at the two in front of him with attachment.

The phone she put on the table lit up, and the screen displayed "Ming Xu".

She looked at the family who were talking, and secretly turned on the phone and glanced:

Ming Xu: "I saw a squirrel and thought of you."

Attached is a photo below, the stupid squirrel is looking at the camera, and the eyes of Heidou are innocent and ignorant of the world.

The author has something to say: Song Ankang and Lin Yue, the system says it doesn't matter, but there may still be a relationship.

Who can say for sure.

Little Easter Egg.

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Thank you bosses, you are night lights tonight!