I'm afraid you will get lost.

Song Jianzhi was hit in the heart by just a few words.Ming Xu clearly didn't even show a smiling face, but the words in his mouth were sweeter than love words.

Her heart was sour and soft, gurgling, bubbling with thin sweet soda, making a shy breaking sound in the night.

Ming Xu was still waiting where he was, and he was very patient with himself even when he was angry.

Song Jianzhi looked at her with good eyes, and walked straight over.

The shadow followed her footsteps and gradually approached another silent figure.

At a place two steps away from Ming Xu, Song Jianzhi refused to go any further, and looked at Ming Xu with a smirk, like a small animal that accidentally picked up a treasure, secretly delighted and happy.

Ming Xu only looked at it once, then looked away, and tilted his head to signal her: "Go to the front."

Song Jianzhi made persistent efforts, carefully grabbed the hem of her shirt, Ming Xu took a step back, and warned softly: "Don't act like a baby."

Song Jianzhi puffed his mouth, and then gave up.

"Ok."

With her head slightly lowered, she brushed past Ming Xu.

Ming Xu lowered his eyes and saw Song Jianzhi's shadow over his body, like a black cloud, coming to the world with the stars and the moon.

The black cloud fell behind him, Song Jianzhi's hair brushed his arms, Ming Xu was about to turn around, when suddenly a warm and soft body was stuck behind him, with two slender arms encircling his waist.

Like two light feathers glued together by the drenching rain, they are tightly attached and inseparable.

The shadows on the ground are mixed together, there is me in you, quiet and intimate.

Ming Xu's throat tightened, and hearing the light breathing sound from her ear, she asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

"Holding you." Song Jianzhi said confidently.

"Don't move, let me hug you obediently." She went on to be arrogant and made excessive demands.

Song Jianzhi's slender and straight hands rested on Ming Xu's waist. Ming Xu was about to reach out to take her hand away, but his fingertips touched the back of her hand, but he was "stopped".

Song Jianzhi's head rested on Ming Xu's shoulder, her fluffy hair rubbed against Ming Xu's neck, and her itchy, warm breath sprayed on that sensitive skin.

Ming Xu raised his head slightly, his throat rolling.

Song Jianzhi rubbed against Ming Xu's ear with her side face, like a cat that likes to rub against its master's coquettishness, with a charming figure and clingy movements.

"Sister Mingxu, sister Mingxu."

She screamed loudly, meow meow meow.

"I said, don't act like a baby."

Song Jianzhi blinked again where Ming Xu couldn't see, with an innocent expression.

But the arms were tightened even more unceremoniously, and they were wrapped around Ming Xu's slender waist through the clothes.The fingers still jumped a few times restlessly on the elastic waist, like naughty little stars.

"I'm not being coquettish." Song Jianzhi refused to admit it, and lowered her voice a bit, whispering next to Ming Xu's ear, until Ming Xu's earlobe became red, "I just want to hug you."

Song Jianzhi whispered cunningly, "Let me hug you for a while, just for a while."

"If you're still angry after hugging, I'll go ahead immediately, until dawn." After speaking, he rubbed his chin on Ming Xu's shoulder again.

What words can't solve, a hug will do.

At this moment, being embraced by Song Jianzhi from behind, these words quietly surfaced in Ming Xu's mind.

He didn't even see that dazzling and delicate face, but greedily absorbed the warmth from the other person.

All displeasure, incomprehension, and anxiety can be appeased.

In the middle of the night, the grass insects whispered and rustled, like a serenade carefully composed by little creatures for the lovers.

Amidst the endless chirping of insects, Ming Xu was silent for a long time, his eyes fell on Song Jianzhi's fingertips resting on his waist and abdomen.

"Will you leave me?"

Of course Song Jianzhi didn't think that Ming Xu was asking her if she would leave tomorrow, she reflexively pressed her closer, and gave a straightforward and affirmative reply:

"will not."

Ming Xu was also straightforward: "It doesn't matter."

"Ok?"

"It's okay if you don't tell me." Ming Xu seemed to sigh lightly, raised his hand to cover Song Jianzhi's, and interlocked his fingers.

"I don't have to know."

You won't leave just fine.

After Ming Xu finished speaking, there was no response for a long time.

Just as she was wondering, liquid suddenly dripped on her neck.

Ming Xu realized what it was almost immediately, her eyes opened slightly, and she was about to turn around in an instant.

"Don't move." Song Jianzhi's arms were strong, like two flexible vines, "Hug me."

Song Jianzhi's voice was muffled, and he easily shattered all the previous things. Ming Xu didn't care about those things, he just wanted to see her.

Ming Xu worked hard and patiently said: "You hug me from behind, I can't hug you."

"Let me turn around, okay?"

Song Jianzhi hesitated for a moment, and Ming Xu took the opportunity to turn around, looked at her tear-stained face, brushed away the broken hair on her temples, and embraced her in his arms.

"Why are you crying?" Ming Xu sighed.

Song Jianzhi didn't speak, his head was still resting on Ming Xu's shoulder, and suddenly remembered that they were cuddling together like this when they took a makeup photo with Ming Xu.

It turns out that it has been so long.There are so many memories.

The previously turbulent emotions gradually calmed down in Ming Xu's arms, and the hearts of the two were so close that they could convey their feelings to each other without speaking loudly or laboriously explaining.

Song Jianzhi rubbed against each other, the fluffy hair brushed the back of Ming Xu's hand, entangled with her fingers, but didn't speak.

The moon does not speak, the stars do not speak, the street lamps do not speak, and the shadows do not speak.

Only insects talk to grass, heart to heart.

"I cry because I like you."

"Good night."

——Before going to bed, Song Jianzhi, who was lying in bed, sent a message to Ming Xu, saying so.

Early the next morning, Song Jianzhi got up to pack his luggage, and Ming Xu also came over, sitting on the bed and watching.

She was sitting there with a teacup in her hand, she couldn't be more relaxed, just like the old man in a street teahouse, Song Jianzhi hurried in and out, whispering, "I don't even know how to help when I'm here."

"Huh?" Ming Xu put down his cup, stood up slowly, walked to the closet, picked up a small light yellow bag, opened it, glanced at it, and said:

"I'm here to help."

Song Jianzhi was arranging the things in the suitcase on the ground, and when she heard this and raised her head in doubt, she casually asked what Ming Xu could do for her.

Then she saw that Ming Xu was looking at the inside of the light yellow bag with great interest, and even clicked his tongue: "There are so many more that I haven't seen—"

Song Jianzhi:? ! !

"You put it down!"

Ming Xu's expression was innocent: "Didn't you want my help?"

Song Jianzhi tried her best to remain expressionless, but her blushing cheeks really had a sense of presence. She said angrily, "You are helping my sister by sitting still."

"Okay then." With a smile in his eyes and regret in his words, Ming Xu handed the bag to Song Jianzhi.

Song Jianzhi immediately reached out to take it, rolled her eyes, put the things in the suitcase, and covered them with two small skirts.

Ming Xu propped his head up to see Song Xiaozhi was busy, and for a moment she had an illusion, as if they were about to go on a trip, Song Xiaozhi worked tirelessly to pack her luggage, the car was waiting below, and the morning light was just right outside.

Unfortunately not.

The time before parting seemed precious.

Although he couldn't disturb the busy Song Jianzhi, Ming Xu thought it would be good if he could take the opportunity to say a few more words.

such as:

"Actually, you don't have to be shy, you are all beautiful, I like the black one best, your skin is fair, you must be very—"

Song Jianzhi packed up her cosmetics, her long hair covered her red earlobes, her eyes sparkled, and she interrupted Ming Xu's coquettish words:

"I'll leave later, Sister Mingxu should restrain her imagination."

Song Jianzhi pointed out something, "Otherwise, I'll be alone in the back, so I'm going to panic."

Ming Xu narrowed his eyes, and said quietly: "It's as if you have satisfied my imagination."

Song Jianzhi: ...

Not really.

What unrealistic things is sister Mingxu thinking?

Leaving aside their hazy relationship, depending on the environment, is it possible to do this?

To be locked text.

The contemporary Jinjiang literary heroine Song Jianzhi said straightforwardly: "So sister Mingxu, don't even think about it."

"Well, I don't want to." Ming Xu was very talkative, and took the teacup, "Scented tea that clears the heart and relieves fire, do you want to drink it?"

Song Jianzhi has one ear, huh?The scented tea mentioned earlier?

She put the cosmetic bag in the box and walked over to take the teacup.

Ming Xu didn't hand it to her, but passed the teacup to Song Jianzhi's lips, trying to feed it with his own hands.

Seeing that Mrs. Zhi had a lot, Song didn't bother with her, and obediently leaned over to taste a couple of mouthfuls.

The taste of tea is slightly bitter, but very refreshing, and the warm tea is very soothing.

"It's okay, you can drink more in the future, it's just right for you." Song Jianzhi said with a smile.

Ming Xu remained silent, put the teacup on the bedside table, raised Song Jianzhi's chin with his fingers, and leaned forward.

Soft feathers fall like a dream catcher and meet the plump petals.

On the big whale pillow next to them, their interlocking hands are clasped.

Everyone didn't know about Song Jianyin when he came, but he would definitely give it away when he left.

Song Jian was dressed neatly and appeared in the lobby on the first floor to check out. The important personnel of the crew headed by Bei Hai all accompanied him to talk on the first floor.

Others are sitting here for Song Jianyin's identity, only Zhao Xiduo is sincerely for Song Jianyin, she sits opposite Song Jianyin, and expresses deep regret that the two sisters have to leave so early:

"Actually, I'm leaving the day after tomorrow. It would be great if you stayed for two more days."

Song Jianyin said politely: "Miss Zhao likes to be friends with Jian Zhi, and you can come to S City to find her in the future."

Zhao Qianduo groaned, and said bluntly: "I like it——I mean, I like to be friends with you, can I go to you directly?"

Girl Zhao spoke surprisingly, everyone could hear clearly, Bei Hai, who was sitting close to her, choked her throat with a sip of tea and coughed for a long time.

This kid talks so recklessly to Mr. Song?

Song Jianyin signaled, and Xiao Xu immediately handed Bei Hai two pieces of paper.

Then she said: "I'm usually in the company."

Zhao Xiduo's eyes lit up, and she almost asked for Song's address.

"But I only talk about business in the company." Song Jianyin added the second half of the sentence lightly.

The meaning of the words is clear and obvious, so don't disturb your private affairs.

Zhao Xiduo closed her opened mouth, she thought for a while, and she wanted to say something more, but Song Jianyin looked past her and looked towards the elevator.

It was Song Jianzhi and the others who came down.

Song Jianzhi was dragging the suitcase, and there were two figures beside him, one was Li Man with empty hands, and the other——

Everyone looked at the big walking whale pillow for a long time, and finally pieced together the answer from the small half of the beautiful face exposed and common sense:

"Mingxu??"

"Well, good morning, Director Bei."

Ming Xu hugged the big whale, his face was as usual, not panicking at all.

He even took the initiative to say hello to Song Jianyin: "Mr. Song, I'm here to see Zhi off."

Song Jianyin glanced at her, Song Jianzhi couldn't hide the smile on his lips, stuck out his tongue and said, "It's late, Ming Xu helped me get the things."

Everyone couldn't help looking at Li Man next to him. Li Man was looking at the sky. This was probably the love between young couples. What could she do?

The assistant's hands were empty, Ming Xu worked hard, and Song San smiled happily.

Everyone: We dare not say, and we dare not ask.

Ming Xu held the big whale in his arms, and said calmly, "Let's go, it's getting late."

Song Jianzhi glanced at her, hum, now I know it's getting late, why didn't I know just now.

Holding a big whale is a serious punishment for Ming Xu's delay!

Song Jianyin's off-road vehicle stopped at the entrance of the hotel, and the trunk was full of suitcases. The big whale was wrapped in a transparent dry-cleaning bag, with big innocent eyes open, and there was nowhere to put it.

Song Jianyin had already sat in the back seat of the car, and Song Jianzhi looked at the whale, at the front seat and the back seat, and at the elder sister of the high-cold president in formal attire.

She coughed twice: "Sister, this fish... can I put it in the back seat of the car?"

Song Jianyin just hung up an emergency call, heard the sound and looked over: ...

In the end, Song Jianyin and Song Jianzhi sat side by side in the car, with a big whale pillow lying on the beauty's lap, the big head on Song Jianyin's lap, and the long tail curled around Song Jianzhi's lap. It can be said that there is no regret in life up.

The door was closed and the car window was opened. Song Jianzhi leaned over to the car window, looked up at Ming Xu, and said, "Come on, work hard."

After a pause, he added in a low voice, "Remember to miss me."

Ming Xu looked at the water red lip gloss she had just applied before going out, brushed away the broken hair that was trying to stain the lip gloss for her, and said warmly: "Yes."

As the car drove away, Ming Xu watched the cross country go away. When he looked back, he found Zhao Qianduo standing opposite him, holding his mobile phone and smiling happily.

Ming Xu looked at her position, it happened to be Song Jianyin in front of the car window just now.

"Did you just talk to Mr. Song?"

Zhao Xiduo raised her head, and said mysteriously: "No, I took advantage of Yinyin talking to Director Bei——hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Ming Xu simply walked over to look for himself, only to find that there was a photo of Song Jianyin on the screen of Zhao Qianduo's phone.

To be precise, it was a photo of a cute and silly whale head lying on President Bingshan's suit skirt.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha is so cute !!!"

Ming Xu looked at Zhao Qianduo like a fool, didn't know what to say for a long time, and finally could only say: "Be careful, if you are discovered by President Song..."

Zhao Xiduo hugged the phone tightly, her eyes were bright, and her tone was excited: "What will she do to me?"

"What's going on with a little expectation." Zhao Xiduo said to herself.

Ming Xu expressionless, turned and left.

The crew was about to start filming, but she had promised Song Jianzhi to work harder.

She is very busy.

You have to work hard to be with Song Xiaozhi.

In summer, Chenhui is just right.

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