Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival

    Many years later, when Mingxu thinks of this day, he will accuse Song Jianzhi of seducing him to quit the contract and change jobs. Song Jianzhi will shout that she got a bargain and sell well, not only a beauty who got a beautician , still got a good script, what else is not satisfied.

    Ming Xuhui pretended to be indifference, laughing tears and begging for mercy under Song Jianzhi's angry tickling, and even said that he did not dare to be dissatisfied, dare not dare.

    That's for the future.

    Now the two of them are sitting side by side in the back seat. In the driver's seat is Li Man, who has been fined outside the car for half a day. As soon as he got in the car, he was shocked by the atmosphere.

    Is the air in the car frozen?

    I remember when Sister Mingxu just opened the car door and came out, Miss Song turned her head and turned her back to Sister Mingxu. It was Sister Mingxu who asked her:

    "Send you home?"

    Miss Song reluctantly gave up the driver's seat and went to the back.

    Thinking about the changes before and after, Li Man has already made up a big drama.

    "Your home address." Mingxu asked, Li Man, who was very familiar with her, immediately heard the subtle difference in his tone, is Sister Mingxu in a good mood?

    Li Man sat upright and stared straight ahead, pricked up his ears and waited for a while before Song Jianzhi reported the address:

    "Go to Ganlin Garden." Ganlin Garden is a high-end apartment in the city center.

    But when I heard it, it was not Song's house, Mingxu asked, "Have you moved out?"

    "Living on both sides." Song Jianzhi's voice was muffled. She lived in Ganlin Garden for a few days a while ago. Today, she can go anywhere, but Ganlin Garden is closer, so she can Get off early.

    Ming Xu didn't say anything, Li Man wisely called out the navigation and went to Ganlin Garden.

    From the rearview mirror, Li Man saw that Miss Song had been looking out the window and did not look back.

    It seems like a young couple quarreling in the Cold War What is going on?

    Ren Liman broke his head and couldn't understand this intricate relationship. The car stopped in front of Ganlin Garden. This community is very private, and unregistered vehicles cannot enter. Li Man parked the car and said, "Miss Song, here we are."

    "Excuse me." Song Jianzhi replied, reaching out his hand to open the door, but Mingxu, who was leaning over, held his hand and held it together with the doorknob.

    Lee Man: ! !

    She was so excited that she almost turned back to focus on the scene, and saw Mingxu pressing Song Jianzhi with one hand to prevent her from getting out of the car, and the other hand neatly pulled down the partition between the front and rear seats .

    Li Man stared at the partition.

    Song Jianzhi's blushing face could not tell whether she was ashamed or annoyed, and said in a low voice, "You are still making trouble."

    "Angry?"

    When she spoke, a slight breath sprayed on Song Jianzhi's face, soft, numb, but distinct. Song Jianzhi moved his mouth and said, "What can I do to you even if I get angry."

    It is not necessary to serve carefully as a Party A.

    Ming Xu simply said: "If you are angry, I apologize."

    Speaking, got up and backed away.

    Her tone was too serious, Song Jianzhi looked over suspiciously, Mingxu looked calm, her lips were slightly pursed, and her eyes didn't seem to light up, like gentle lake water.

    Being beautiful is an advantage, and when you are sad, you will soften your heart.

    Song Jianzhi scolded herself in her heart not to be a Yankee, and involuntarily comforted the other party: "Actually, I'm not angry..."

    Song Jianzhi: Yangou, shut up!

    She quickly added, "But don't do this in the future, we are the relationship between the boss and the employee, we can't do this."

    Ming Xu looked at her and repeated gently: "Boss and staff?"

    Song Jianzhi nodded solemnly, and added in her heart, I am an employee and you are the boss.

    Ming Xu smiled: "Is that an unspoken rule before?"

    Song Jianzhi looked at her with a ghostly expression.

      A circle is drawn around the waist.

     Hemp.

    Itching.

    Deadly places.

    Ming Xu accepted the invitation of the prey, clasped her hand and turned to caress Song Jianzhi's side neck, his body moved with her, as if the two were originally connected, being dragged along action.

    She didn't give in an inch, she pressed close to Song Jianzhi's lips, the gap between the two equally delicate and fresh lips was only a finger's width apart .

    "Director Song wants to unspoken rules for me?" Ming Xu's voice was very low, it was the lingering sorrow of a lover's love.

    Song Jianzhi couldn't tell whether she had met or not.

    By the way, this hand seems to be at a critical moment when the topic is in the parking lot.

    The touch of the teeth is dull, but the tongue is soft.

    Soft and wet.

    And licking too much—

    In short, Song Jianzhi ignored her.

    I take you as a party to talk about business, and you want to bite me!

    Now Party A doesn't directly talk to her about business affairs. It is estimated that her mind is full of **** thoughts. Song Jianzhi is so powerless.

    Song Jianzhi's thoughts drifted from the hand to the task, and finally drifted back to the scene in front of her. She bit her lower lip carefully, trying to maintain her business literacy in such an ambiguous situation. Seriously:

    "Ms. Ming, I invite you to join Xinghan, to appreciate your personal ability, not to want you as a person. You have a clear score."

    During the conversation, the entanglement of the warm breaths of the two became more and more obvious, and Song Jianzhi trembled in her heart.

    "I, Director Song, don't want me?"

    Ming Xu chased after him and threw out questions, unaware of how straightforward his words were, and raised his delicate and sharp eyebrows, very at ease.

    "How, how do I say it..." Song Jianzhi struggled on the edge of reason, "It's not a question of liking it or not..."

    Song Jianzhi looked at her pitifully, not knowing if it was because of Mingxu's psychological effect, she always felt that her eyes were more moist than before.

    At this time, it was more like wet deer eyes than bright and dizzy cat eyes.

    Looks like she's about to cry.

    Mingxu was amused by the thoughts in his heart.

    Ming Xu heard himself say, "Well, I see."

     Immediately, she lowered her eyes, swallowed the last tiny distance between her movements, and placed a kiss on the corner of Song Jianzhi's lips, kissing them intimately. It only stayed for a second, maybe two seconds, and then got up and retreated.

    The two are back to sitting side by side again.

    Mingxu's attitude is natural, she can't tell what she has done, and even her clothes are not even wrinkled.

    "Get out of the car."

    Song Jianzhi: ? ? Is what just happened my delusion? How did you manage to be free?

    Song Jianzhi was still a little stunned until she got out of the car and walked back.

    She said unsure: "System? I was just kissed by Sister Mingxu?"

    The system is still the same system, with a friendly voice: "Yes."

    "Oh." Song Jianzhi took two more steps, then stopped and asked, "She just let me go?"

    The system asks: "Otherwise?"

    Song Jianzhi did not continue.

    As she walked, in the early summer breeze, she secretly stretched out the tip of her tongue and probed the corners of her lips.

    The author has something to say:  The fragrance of Sister Mingxu, I wrote it with the water of Ludan in mind.

    Song Jianzhi said: Sister Mingxu wants to bite me!

    I edited the previous article today, it does not affect the plot, the main changes are the fourth, fifth and seventh chapters, you can go back and eat candy.

    Others only changed the summary of the content, my text is not worthy of the word sand sculpture woo woo woo, I reflect.

    Today's addition is for the sake of revising the text to make amends, please don't charge the audience.