Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival

    Song Jianzhi followed Mingxu upstairs, staring at Mingxu's back.

    The costume is elegant, but the waist is tight, lining the figure is exquisite, Mingxu is used to that perfume, it seems that the clothes on his body are stained, just then Mingxu handed her a paper to wipe Tears, Song Jianzhi sniffed a little while twitching.

    Clear, reckless, clear, indifferent.

    At this moment, let Song Jianzhi feel at ease.

    She seemed to be tugged by a silk thread, she followed wherever Mingxu went, until Mingxu suddenly stopped and looked back at her.

    Song Jianzhi blinked: "Why don't you leave?"

    "Where are you going?"

    Song Jianzhi took a look and found that Mingxu was already standing in front of 602.

    She looked back again, and behind her was her door.

    Song Jianzhi scratched his face.

    Ming Xu looked at her quietly, his heart was far less calm than the surface.

    I thought I would have to wait another week until Mr. Hu called her to call her back for filming, but I didn't expect her to suddenly appear in front of him.

    Ming Xu can hardly describe her current mood, she should be angry with Song Jianzhi, angry that she will not come back, angry that she deliberately hides, angry that she... wants to escape.

    But Mingxu clearly understood that he was not qualified to be angry.

    In terms of material things, Song Jianzhi helped herself everywhere, and she received so much grace from Song Jianzhi.

    In terms of feelings, it was her who was emotional. The moment she saw Song Jianzhi, the first thing that filled her heart was joy.

    Under the intertwining of two emotions, Mingxu's eyes are dark and unclear.

    This person, when he appeared in his life, was like an accident. When he wanted to leave, he never looked back, even when he came back—

     Surprise.

    "Are you still going?" Mingxu said suddenly.

    "Huh?" Song Jianzhi seemed to react, then shook her head quickly, "I'll stay and wait for the filming to start."

    Ming Xu was satisfied, turned around and said, "Director Song, have a good rest, I'm going back to my room."

    The door opened, Mingxu walked in, turned around and closed the door.

    Song Jianzhi looked at her, but didn't speak, looking a little aggrieved.

    The Mingxu door closed halfway and stopped, Song Jianzhi's eyes lit up, the cat's eyes were wet, like amber in the water, reflecting the lustrous light.

    Ming Xu felt helpless and loved the cat's pitiful appearance.

    She was so angry that she was soft-hearted, but when she saw Song Jianzhi one more time, her heart softened a little.

    Finally, Mingxu leaned against the wall, dressed in white flirtatiously, with a teasing tone, "I want to change costumes, do you want to come in?"

    Song Jianzhi blushed, in fact... it's not impossible.

    I even changed costumes in front of her. "Look" what happened when I came back.

    But they haven't seen each other for a long time, and the sudden intimacy is so magical, it always makes her feel unreal.

    Song Jianzhi hesitated for a while, and said, "You clean up first, and we will have dinner together later?"

    Have you eaten?

    The words were on his lips, and Mingxu swallowed them gently and skillfully back into his stomach.

    Ming Xu nodded and closed the door.

    Li Man packed away the costumes, Mingxu and Song Jianzhi went downstairs to eat the hotel buffet together, there was almost nothing on the plate in front of Song Jianzhi, she reluctantly took a few bites and started Find a topic:

    "Why didn't you see Sister Ye?"

    Mingxu had mentioned to Ye Ziqing before that Ye Ziqing claimed that it was President Song personally ordered that she could not go back to S city even if she was idle here to grow vegetables.

    It is said to grow vegetables, Ye Ziqing is in the mountains, and even holding a mobile phone can arrange things properly, and also negotiated other announcements for Mingxu, just waiting for Mingxu here The show is over, and a new wave of work begins.

    Song Jianzhi nodded and said: "Okay."

    After speaking, the table fell into silence again.

    Song Jianzhi: Oops, did I kill the topic?

     She bit the fries and peeked at Mingxu.

    Mingxu does not move fast when he eats and chews slowly. I don't know if it is a habit formed since childhood, or after becoming an artist, in order to maintain his figure and image, he has to do this.

    Song Jianzhi looked at her, and her heart settled down.

    I don't have to say anything.

    That's fine.

    After eating, Song Jianzhi suggested, "Do you want to go out for a walk?"

    Mingxu paused, thinking that she had just landed, "I'm very tired today, let's do it another day."

    Song Jianzhi stopped wiping her hands, bit her lip and said, "Yes, you have been filming for a day."

    The meanings of the two people were completely different, and Mingxu did not refute her.

    There is still time, she said she will not leave, no hurry.

    Just as she was about to go upstairs, Yang Liu called to Ming Xu, "Ming Xu, Director Bei wants to talk about tomorrow's play, room 303."

    "Okay."

    Yang Liu said to Song Jianzhi again: "Jianzhi, after you left, Mr. Hu made some minor changes to the script, come with me to get a new script."

    In a few words, Yang Liu arranged them clearly.

    Song Jianzhi doesn't have to worry about how to stick to Mingxu, and when Mingxu can't see people, his heart is not disturbed.

    Bei Hai told Mingxu and Peng Zhou a few scenes for more than an hour.

    "Sister Mingxu, I remember you and Sister Jianzhi live opposite the door?"

    Ming Xu hummed.

    "Sister, wait for me." Peng Zhou quickly returned to his room and took out a gift bag, "This is a gift to see Sister Zhi, you can bring it for me, now It's past nine o'clock, so I won't go up."

    Peng Zhou has always been careful, he is a male artist after all, it is not convenient to go up late at night, so Mingxu just happened to take him there.

    Ming Xu glanced at the small and exquisite gift bag, reached out to take it, and said calmly:

    "What is this?"

     "Oh, Yuan Ning said seeing that Sister Zhi has been sleeping poorly recently, and she has to come to the crew to film, so she will buy some sleep for Sister Zhi Zhi."

    "It should be a scented candle and a silk eye mask. I don't know if it will work."

    Peng Zhou sighed and said, "He still bought it from Taobao. He made more than a dozen calls and asked me to collect express delivery for him."

    Can you sleep well?

    Ming Xu was silent for two seconds, then hooked his lips and said, "I will deliver it."

    Mingxu carried her things back to the room, first went to take a shower, she dried the water vapor on her hair, put on body lotion, the white lotion soaked into the skin, warm and warm Fragrant.

    Mingxu let go of the bath towel and picked out a silk nightgown. The lace-up nightgown was a little loose, and it fell obediently along the line of the body, and the hem of the walk hit the white calf.

    She was about to pick up the gift bag.

    drops—

    Door bell.

    Ming Xu tucked her hair behind her ears, revealing her fair and long neck, and opened the door.

    "What?"

    Song Jianzhi was wearing a nightgown, holding a thick script, a notepad and a black ink pen in her hand, and looked up at her.

    Song Jianzhi's eyes are moist, her lips are red, and her long curly hair is the most flattering and charming.

    "Would you like to watch the script together?"

    Mingxu clenched the doorknob unconsciously and stepped out of the passage.

    Silent consent.

    Song Jianzhi walked in with her head lowered.

    Ming Xu calmed down before closing the door and walking back. Song Jianzhi had already sat down obediently in the chair, and the script was spread out on the table, looking like she was coming to study.

    Ming Xu sat opposite her, handed her the gift bag, and said, "Chen Yuanning gave it to you."

    "Huh?" Song Jianzhi took it in confusion, "What is it?"

    Ming Xu repeated what she heard from Peng Zhou, and finally asked her:

    "Didn't sleep well?"

    Song Jianzhi flipped through the script and whispered, "A little bit of insomnia."

    "Insomnia until your cousin knows it?"

    "He's more attentive?"

    Song Jianzhi was also very surprised, Chen Yuanning only came to Song's house once or twice, but he actually noticed his complexion.

    Ming Xu looked at her carefully, and said after a while: "It seems that you can see a little dark circles under his eyes."

    Song Jianzhi didn't believe it, got up and went to look in the mirror, "It's impossible, I covered my flaws!"

    Ming Xu didn't stop her either, and said slowly: "Director Song is so delicate, she even wore makeup when she read the script late at night."

    Song Jianzhi got up and stopped.

    Song Jianzhi: What if I see someone I like wearing makeup? What's wrong? ?

    Song Jianzhi was speechless, and was a little ashamed and angry that she had been dismantled. She looked at the script with her head down, and tore off a note to write and draw casually.

    She drew a little bunny head, and unconsciously drew a few hearts beside her, and then she remembered the reason why she came here.

    She wants to ease the relationship with Mingxu.

    In any case, it would be derelict to leave Party A alone here to film, um, not to mention that they still have that relationship.

    I thought so, but Song Jianzhi found a reason to come here, but she didn't know what to do.

    Look, Mingxu will hate her now.

     Mingxu was never like this before.

    It is estimated that she is angry with herself.

    Song Jianzhi thought about this, her heart twitched, she looked up at Mingxu, but found that Mingxu's eyes kept falling on her.

    That look—

    How to say, it's like seeing the eyes of the spicy rabbit head.

    Song Jianzhi's pen was about to fall out of her hand.

     Mingxu didn't panic when he was discovered, he chuckled lightly: "Is it you who painted it?"

    "No..." Song Jianzhi whispered, "You are the rabbit."

    Mingxu shook his head, picked up the note, looked at it, and said, "What about love?"

    Not waiting for Song Jianzhi to answer, she said, "Well, Director Song must have drawn it casually."

    Song Jianzhi: ?

    You have a great chat!

    Song Jianzhi took the note back from her hand and clipped it into the page, "Yes, yes, I drew it casually, it was all random."

    The room was silent, Mingxu stood up, walked to her side and bent down:

    "Don't be mad."

    "You've been gone for so long and you have left me for so long, I can't help it."

    The black nightgown was loose and wrapped around the jade white body, which was amazing against the black background.

    This posture made Song Jianzhi accidentally see where she shouldn't be looking. She blushed and averted her eyes, but the picture was already imprinted in her mind and lingered.

    Song Jianzhi: Was it really intentional? ?

    She was suspicious subconsciously, but she thought that Sister Mingxu was getting ready to go to bed after taking a bath. It was normal for her to dress lightly.

    It was at a bad time.

    But she doesn't want to wait for tomorrow, she just wants to reunite with Mingxu today.

    Mingxu's eyes were as gentle as lake water, and his voice was like the wind blowing ripples on the lake, saying:

    "Don't be mad at me."

    Like in the TV series, the protagonist coaxes his little girlfriend.

    Song Jianzhi squeezed the corner of her nightdress tightly, and she got up gently. As he got closer, the warm fragrance on Mingxu's body became stronger and stronger.

    Song Jianzhi put her lips on Mingxu's cheek, softly and softly.

    Now she is a little worried that Mingxu hears her rapid heartbeat.

    In her heart, there were a hundred little people carnival.

    She sat back, tilted her head slightly, and whispered:

    "It's my fault, don't be mad at me."