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

In the past two days, the scenes have been filmed at key points, involving turning points. The performance of the actors is very important. After filming during the day, they will talk about the next day's scene at night. Their dinner is delivered directly to the room.

Song Jianzhi finished eating alone, and then video chatted with Song Jianyin to report that he was safe.

The video invitation was quickly connected.

Song Jianzhi raised a smile and said, "Sister."

She took a closer look, and Song Jianyin seemed to be still in the office, "Are you working overtime today?"

Song Jianyin's mobile phone was leaning against the decoration on the table, she picked up a pen to sign a document, then signaled to the secretary to take it away, closed the cap of the pen, put it aside, took off her gold-rimmed glasses, and said, "Well, the company has a lot to do. "

After she finished speaking briefly, she took a closer look at Song Jianzhi's expression, "The dark circles under my eyes haven't disappeared yet."

Song Jianzhi on the screen rubbed his eyes with his fingers, wrinkled his nose and said, "I won't be able to slow down for a while, I have been sleeping well for the past few days."

Song Jianyin nodded, leaned back, crossed his hands on the table, and said, "How?"

Ye Ziqing had already explained it briefly to herself, but she still wanted to hear Song Jianzhi's thoughts.

Song Jianzhi hugged a pillow in her arms, her hair was draped behind her back, her natural eyelashes were thick, she seemed to have her own eyeliner without makeup, her lips were slightly raised, she looked like a delicate and charming doll.

Song Jian was not in a good mood when he thought that such a younger sister would be raped as soon as she returned to China.

Song Jianzhi felt coy at the other end of the screen, and Song Jianyin had a premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, she heard her younger sister intermittently say: "Well... I want to be with her."

"When I saw her, I immediately understood in my heart that I just wanted to get close to her, and get closer to her." Song Jianzhi pinched her earlobe, and her cat's eyes shone brightly.

Her tone was a bit slow, and Song Jianyin listened quietly without interrupting her. In the cold and silent office, there was only the voice of a girl confiding her heart.

"And she also likes me. People who like each other have no other obstacles, so they should be together." Thinking of the system, Song Jianzhi added, "However, I will not establish a relationship with her for the time being."

"It really can't." Song Jianyin leaned forward, "I haven't seen her yet."

"Eh?"

Song Jianyin knocked on the table, his voice was cold: "Let's talk about it after I see her."

Her eyes circled around her sister in a suspender nightdress, and she pointed out: "I hope you don't do wrong things impulsively, before establishing a relationship."

Song Jianzhi: "Huh?"

She also looked down at herself, then blushed, and hurriedly said, "No, no, no."

She was still a little guilty when she said this.

Hmm... It seems that my sister doesn't like to see me and Ming Xu together...

Then if my sister knew that she and Ming Xu would have long ago—

Song Jianzhi suddenly felt a little cold in his arms, so he turned up the air conditioner.

The secretary knocked on the door and walked in, "President, Mr. Wei is here."

Seeing this, Song Jianzhi said: "Sister, you should do your work first, I'm going to hang up."

Before she had time to hang it up, she heard the sound of high-heeled shoes clicking, and a bulging figure walked around behind the desk, leaning on the chair next to her sister.

"Huh? Is this your sister? So cute."

The flamboyant woman bent over to look at the camera, breathed like blue and said, "Hello, sister Zhizhi, I'm sister Wei."

After finishing speaking, Tao Huayan blinked, and even winked at Song Jianzhi.

Song Jianzhi was bewildered, and subconsciously looked to her sister for help.

Song Jianyin picked up the phone and said, "She's Wei Zhixuan." He didn't give Wei Zhixuan a chance to show off again, "Go ahead and contact me directly if you need anything."

Song Jianzhi was stunned, looked at Wei Zhixuan and nodded in greeting, then obediently agreed, and hung up the phone.

Song Jian put down the phone because the video call was interrupted.

"You are so kind to my sister." Wei Zhixuan leaned against the desk and said with a smile.

Song Jianyin pointed to a reception area, and said bluntly, "No polite guest would stand here."

Wei Zhixuan said innocently: "We are college classmates."

As she spoke, she walked out obediently, "Isn't this just a moment of curiosity when I heard the voice of my little sister?"

The secretary served the coffee, and Wei Zhixuan thanked her delicately. Song Jianyin sat opposite her, holding the materials and documents that had been prepared long ago.

"You don't have to come here in person." Song Jianyin handed it over, "You can just ask the secretary to come."

Wei Zhixuan took it, flipped through a few important pages, put it aside casually, propped her head up and said, "Come out and avoid those old men."

"It's useless at all, just talking about it, wouldn't it be good to just get the dividends honestly." Wei Zhixuan looked at her nails and said casually.

Song Jianyin didn't know everything about the Wei family's affairs, nor did she know anything about it, so she didn't express any opinion on Wei Zhixuan's actions.

"Is your father okay?"

Wei Zhixuan raised his eyes to look over, suddenly broke into a smile and said, "Not dead yet."

Song Jianyin nodded, glanced at his watch and said, "You can do whatever you want, I have a meeting later."

Wei Zhixuan pouted her red lips, and said coquettishly, "I'm here to look for you, if you want to leave, why should I stay here?"

"Then I'll go and play with Lanlan."

Song Jianyin was unmoved, she knew that Wei Zhixuan was here to get the documents for this cooperation case.

Perhaps the "elders" of the board of directors are eyeing, Wei Zhixuan needs Song's friend to consolidate her stable position.

but……

"Blue?"

"Ah, He Xilan, do you know her?" Wei Zhixuan leaned forward and said with a smile, "You should know, right? You dote on Zhizhi so much."

"Yeah." Song Jianyin was a little surprised, "Isn't she your brother's lover?"

Wei Zhixuan thought for a while, "Really, she should be the most skilled among Wei Xiao's little lovers."

The secretary next to him was stunned: Mr. Wei, how many sisters-in-law did you mess with to reach the conclusion? ?

Song Jianyin understood.

"That's quite rare."

"right."

The tacit dialogue between two mature presidents always makes people think a lot.

The new secretary looked at his president with admiration. He thought Song was always abstinent, but he didn't expect to talk about adult topics so calmly.

Wei Zhixuan turned her head to look at the female secretary, and said softly, "Where is Qiao Kai who is always with you? Finally found out that she is still a woman?"

Song Jianyin said indifferently, "I'll send him out to do some business."

Wei Zhixuan snorted, picked up the documents and got up to leave, not forgetting to make an appointment for the next meeting, "Let's meet together later, I always play with Lanlan recently, sitting for too long, my waist is dying."

been doing it for too long...

The secretary looked at Wei Zhixuan in awe, deeply feeling that the rumored Mr. Wei really is someone.

Still a very bold and open stunner.

Under the amazed eyes of the secretary, the two presidents left the office one after another. The difference was that one went to work and the other skipped work to play games.

Oh, it was beaten by (people in the game).

Song Jianzhi's skin care was at the final step, and the phone screen lit up.

"Sleeping? I'm outside the door."

She put on hand cream and went to open the door. She poked her head in and saw that it was indeed Ming Xu.

Ming Xu stood with her head bowed, her ponytail tied neatly. After the door opened, she looked up and shook the little lipstick in her hand, "Can I go in?"

There was a camera in the corridor, Song Jianzhi quickly stepped aside and let her enter the room.

The door is closed.

Ming Xu glanced across the room, like a big cat inspecting its territory.

Song Jianzhi followed behind her. Although she was only half a head short in size, she looked like a kitten behind a big cat, obedient and well-behaved.

The tablet on the bed was still playing variety shows, and the room was not quiet. Ming Xu glanced around and then turned around and said, "Are you going to rest?"

Song Jianzhi blinked, actually she didn't go to bed early, but remembering that her sister seemed to be very concerned about her dark circles, and that the system and her sister strictly prohibited something from happening, she still whispered: "Yeah, I'm going to sleep. "

"I didn't expect to talk for so long today." Ming Xu glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and it would be twelve o'clock in half an hour, "I thought I couldn't return your lipstick today."

No wonder Ming Xu didn't ring the doorbell.

Song Jianzhi's heart softened, and her voice softened a bit, "It's okay." She stretched out her hand, "You can give it to me now."

Ming Xu didn't hand it out.

She lowered her head and brought her face closer to Song Jianzhi's palm.

The straight bridge of the nose gently rubbed against Song Jianzhi's palm, as if there was nothing to touch, the itching spread from a small spot to the entire palm, and the hot air from the nose sprayed on the white, tender and soft palm.

Song Jianzhi's hands trembled slightly.

My heart trembled too.

Ming Xu sniffed, and the ending sound was vague: "It smells so good."

Song Jianzhi hooked her fingers carelessly, brushing against Ming Xu's chin, a warm and greasy feeling came from her fingertips, she breathed lightly, and said, "It's the smell of hand cream."

Ming Xu hummed, raised his head slightly, and pressed an inch to press a kiss on Song Jianzhi's slender and tender wrist.

Under the skin, light blue blood vessels were winding, and she kissed it.

The light-colored lips are warm, and the blood is warm, separated by a thin layer of flesh and blood.

Like warm jade, there is a trace of green.

Ming Xu followed this alluring line with the tip of his nose.

For a moment, Ming Xu wanted to leave something on this flawless skin.

Leave something behind.

Ming Xu backed away, unscrewed the lipstick in his hand, and spun out a ruddy paste, "Can you apply it for me?"

The tone of the statement.

And a small request, Song Jianzhi would not refuse.

At some point, Ming Xu has been spoiled by this little girl in front of him.

Song Jianzhi really took it, maybe she had a premonition that the other party was planning something, but she indulged and chose to obey.

Song Jianzhi looked at Ming Xu's lips earnestly and intently. The cream in his hand passed over Ming Xu's light-colored lips, leaving a thin layer of red marks, delicate and soft.

She actually had the illusion that she was a painter, and she was painting with the softest paint on the beauty's skin cautiously and intoxicated.

Ming Xu's thin lips parted slightly, and he only lowered his eyes to look at all this.

Variety shows are still chattering in the room, but no one listens to it.

It was as if there was an invisible barrier separating the two from the mortal world.

After a while, Song Jianzhi put down his hands, with appreciation naturally in his eyes, and said softly, "Okay."

Ming Xu closed his lips, took her hand, and pressed a kiss on the light blue blood vessel.

The marks on her lips were like blood oozing out of her veins, and there was a faint layer of red on her wrists, carrying a silent but deadly temptation.

Suddenly, she remembered a plot in the script, Li Guyun and Hong Li's——

She hooked her lips.

She is looking forward to this scene.

The author has something to say: the next chapter will start the rivalry in the script, and readers will get tired of eating candy every day

Also, readers, how many degrees do you turn on the air conditioner?

The author opened the temperature at 18 degrees when he was a child, and now he is holding a thermos cup at 27 degrees, and sometimes it is a bit cold, so he needs to open the window to neutralize it (Peace

The author also tried rubbing the bridge of the nose against the palm of his hand, the itching is really itchy, not intentional ghs (serious

I know that there must be readers in this chapter who want to smash the cult, but it doesn't matter, the author himself secretly knocks, good night hahahaha