Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival

    Ming Xu wiped Song Jianzhi's face with a hot towel, moving gently and carefully.

    Song Jianzhi's face was much redder from the steam, and her eyelashes swiped on the towel in Mingxu's hand: "Am I very useless..."

    Ming Xu denied: "Of course not."

    Song Jianzhi muttered in a low voice, "They said you weren't even angry. I was so useless that I cried."

    "Since my debut, it has not been smooth sailing. I was panicked and uncomfortable when I first saw this scene, but I got used to it later."

    Ming Xu spoke slowly, went over the towel in the hot water, and wiped Song Jianzhi's hands, Song Jianzhi snorted and said in a nasal voice, "Ah, I'll do it myself. ."

    Ming Xu held down the hand she was about to move and wiped it for her, just like taking care of a girl who is not familiar with the world.

    "This is not your responsibility, you are implicated by me." Mingxu recalled the appearance of Song Jianzhi standing in front of him that day, and said solemnly, "Fortunately, I have ability to stop the situation from getting worse.”

    Song Jianzhi's face lit up: "Have you solved it?"

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

    Of course, things can't be solved with just one word. Wei Xiao spent more money on marketing, and naturally it took more money to instruct others to withdraw, but there was no need to tell Song Jianzhi about it.

    Ming Xu put away the towel, took care of 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 want to apologize to you. "

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

    This was originally her job. She came to this world only for Mingxu. Her remuneration was extremely generous, and it was a brand new, healthy and prosperous life.

    She has been suffering from immune diseases since birth and never left the ward. Her originally well-off family became increasingly poor as she grew up.

    The parents only have her one child, and she insists on treating her. She remembers herself, and countless times she sees her parents being called out by the nurse to renew the bill. Before leaving the ward, she will look back and give her a soothing look.

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

    So when she saw Mingxu's eyes, her emotions seemed to have accumulated to a breaking point, and it was like a hook, the previous life that hid her in the depths of her heart The memories came out, making her completely unable to control herself, the tip of her nose was sore, and tears welled up.

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

    These are just hardships at work, and they are nothing compared to the disease that could not be overcome in life.

    Song Jianzhi was silent for a while, cheered up, and returned to the current world.

    This time, she couldn't help frowning.

     Mingxu saw that Song Jianzhi heard his words and didn't know what to think. He threw off the pillow and was about to get off the sofa. He stumbled again and almost hit the coffee table. Fortunately, Mingxu sat close , quickly helped her with eyes and hands, and put her back on the sofa in a half hug.

    Ming Xu was taken aback by her actions and asked her, "My legs are numb? What are you doing in such a hurry?"

    Song Jianzhi nodded with a wrinkled face, stretched out his hands and pressed his legs, and moved his body on the sofa, his expression a little hard to say.

    Ming Xu had some strange associations in his mind.

    In the end, Song Jianzhi felt aggrieved: "You just washed my face, didn't you give me moisturizing essence and eye cream? And hand cream or something..."

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

    Ming Xu:…

    Mingxu didn't know what to say for a while, they seemed to be talking about something very serious, serious and emotionally affecting?

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

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

    Mingxu laughed, went obedient, took back a bunch of bottles and jars, and took an extra can of face mask, pinched Song Jianzhi's face and said, "By the way, I'll make you a Hydrating mask."

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

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

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

    One is gorgeous and the other is beautiful, and it looks like a different kind of match.

    Ming Xu did what he said, put a mask on Song Jianzhi, made her lie on the sofa, and confiscated her mobile phone so that she would not be able to browse Weibo.

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

    People who cry are always sleepy.

    Mingxu stroked her long curly hair, picked up the phone, walked to the second bedroom far from the living room, and closed the door gently.

    She found the missed call and dialed it back, and the other side picked it up quickly.

    "Hello? Sister Mingxu!" Liu Le from the Gu'an studio immediately said, "Sister, this is really a flood of water in the Dragon King Temple! I didn't know Song Song when I took this order. Seeing that Zhi is your friend, I thought it was a double-edged sword when Mr. Wei came over!"

    "Isn't it good that I can make extra money, and can vent my anger to you, Sister Mingxu, and sell the misery." Liu Le kept muttering in his heart, he was well-informed, and I've never heard of when Song Jianzhi and Sister Mingxu reconciled.

    No, not only reconciliation, but Sister Mingxu spent a lot of money to cancel the order.

    Mingxu lowered his eyes lazily, his face was cold, his slender fingers rested on the side of his head, rubbing his temples, his voice had a cold texture:

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

    "Sister, you know, this unpublished news is not a small number to buy, why are you so nice to Song San?"

    No wonder Liu Le was confused, he once received a favor from Mingxu and called her sister. Usually when there is something, I can help me if I can, but I have never seen Mingxu care so much about anyone.

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

    What's the matter with pampering your girlfriend...

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

    "Just let me know."

    Liu Le patted his chest and assured: "After so many years of friendship, you don't know if I'm tight, sister! Don't worry!"

    Ming Xu hummed.

    "Sister, have you really terminated the contract with Xiwang? Where can you reveal it after the termination?"

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

    Liu Le was stunned for a moment, not giving him a chance to ask his vague guesses, Ming Xu suddenly hung up the phone, and then sent a brief message: "If something happens, talk back."

    Ming Xu hung up the phone when she heard the small voice. She walked to the living room and saw that Song Jianzhi had already sat up, with a mud mask on her face, her mouth slightly pouted, a little bit unhappy look.

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

    Song Jianzhi was expressionless, "Nothing."

    "Really?"

    Song Jianzhi:…

    Of course it's fake!

    When I was sleeping comfortably, the stereo echo clearing mantra sounded in the skull, loudly, scare skr people!

    She asked the system in horror: "You were invaded by a virus??"

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

    …

    Knock in! Did you hear it knock?

    But to Mingxu, she could only say nonchalantly: "I just had a nightmare and woke up from a fright." It was similar to a nightmare experience.

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

    Song Jianzhi snorted and went to wash.

    Mingxu said casually, "Will you stay at noon? Let's have dinner together."

    "Huh?"

    "I'll make it for you to eat." Mingxu said it naturally, "The ingredients are all ready."

    "Stay?"

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