Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival

      food.

    Song Jianzhi finished eating alone, and video chatted with Song Jianyin to report safety.

    Video invitations were connected shortly.

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

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

    Song Jianyin's mobile phone was leaning against the ornaments on the table, she picked up a pen and signed a document and motioned the secretary to take it away, closed the pen cap, put it aside, took off the gold wire glasses, and said : "Well, the company has a lot of things to do."

    She finished speaking briefly, and took a closer look at Song Jianzhi's expression, "The dark circles are not over yet."

    Song Jianzhi on the screen stretched out his fingers and rubbed his eyes, wrinkled his nose and said, "I can't relax for a while, I've been sleeping well these days."

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

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

    Song Jianzhi was holding 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, and her lips were slightly raised, looking like a delicate and charming puppet .

    Song Jian was not in a good mood because she thought that such a sister would be humiliated as soon as she returned to China.

    Song Jianzhi was embarrassed on the other side of the screen, and Song Jianyin had a hunch in her heart.

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

    "When I saw her, I immediately understood that I just wanted to get closer to her and get closer to her." Song Jianzhi pinched her earlobe, her cat's eyes shone with broken light.

     Her tone was a little slow, Song Jianyin listened quietly and did not interrupt her, there was only one girl's voice in the cold and silent office.

    "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 don't I'll have a romantic relationship with her."

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

    "Huh?"

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

    She circled her sister in a suspender nightdress, and pointedly said: "I hope you don't do wrong things impulsive, before establishing a relationship."

    Song Jianzhi: "Huh?"

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

    She was a little guilty when she said this.

    Well... it seems that my sister is not particularly happy about her and Mingxu being together...

    Then if my sister knew about herself and Mingxu—

    Song Jianzhi suddenly felt a little cold in her arms and 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 are busy first, I will hang up."

    Before she had time to hang up, she heard the sound of high heels, and a figure that bulged forward and backwards circled around the desk, next to her sister, leaning on the chair.

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

    The charming woman bent over to look at the camera and said with a breath of air: "Hello, Sister Zhizhi, I'm Sister Wei."

    After finishing speaking, Peach Blossom blinked, and gave Song Jianzhi a wink.

    Song Jianzhi looked at a loss, and subconsciously looked to her sister for help.

    Song Jianyin picked up the phone and said, "She is Wei Zhixuan." Without giving Wei Zhixuan a chance to show off again, "Go, contact me directly if you have anything."

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

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

    "You are so kind to your sister." Wei Zhixuan said with a smile, leaning her back against the desk.

    Song Jianyin pointed to the reception area, and said rudely, "No polite guest will stand here."

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

    Speaking, she walked out honestly, "Isn't this a moment of curiosity when I heard the voice of my little sister."

    The secretary brought the coffee and received a tender thank you from Wei Zhixuan. Song Jianyin sat opposite her, holding the documents and documents that had been prepared for a long time.

    "You don't need to come here in person." Song Jianyin handed it over, "It's just a matter of asking the secretary to come."

    Wei Zhixuan took it over, flipped through the important pages, put it aside and said, "Come out and avoid those old men."

    Song Jianyin did not know everything about the Wei family, nor did she know anything about it, and she did not express her opinion on Wei Zhixuan's actions.

    "How is your father?"

    Wei Zhixuan raised her eyes and looked at him, suddenly laughed and said, "Not dead yet."

    Song Jianyin nodded, glanced at his watch and said, "Whatever you want, I'll have a meeting later."

    Wei Zhixuan pursed her red lips, and said coquettishly, "I'm here to find you, why am I staying when you go."

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

    Because Song Jian was unmoved, she knew that Wei Zhixuan came to get the documents of this cooperation case.

    Xu is the "elder" of the board of directors, and 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, "Should you know? You dote on Zhizhi so much."

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

    Wei Zhixuan thought for a while, "Yes, she should be the best in Wei Xiaoqing'er."

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

    Song Jianyin understood.

    "That's pretty rare."

    "Yeah."

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

    The new secretary must be impressed by his own president. He thought that Song was always abstinent, but he didn't expect to talk about adult topics so lightly.

    Wei Zhixuan tilted her head and glanced at the female secretary, her voice soft: "How about Qiao Kai, who is always with you? Finally found out that it is still a woman?"

    Song Jianyin said lightly: "I sent him out to do business."

    Wei Zhixuan sighed, picked up the document, got up and left, not forgetting to make an appointment for the next meeting, "Let's go back and sa, recently I've been playing with Lanlan, sitting for too long, and my waist is broken."

    Too long...

    The secretary looked at Wei Zhixuan with awe, and felt that the rumored President Wei was really a person.

    Also a very bold and open stunner.

    Under the amazed eyes of the secretary, the two presidents left the office on the front and back, the difference being that one went to work and the other skipped work to play games.

    Oh, it was hit by the game (the person in it).

    Song Jianzhi's skin care went to the last step, and the phone screen turned on.

    "Are you asleep? I'm outside the door."

    She put on hand cream and went to open the door.

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

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

    The door closes.

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

    Song Jianzhi followed behind her, obviously only half a head short, but like a kitten behind a big cat, well-behaved.

    The tablet on the bed was still playing variety shows, the room was not quiet, Mingxu glanced around and turned back: "Are you going to rest?"

    Song Jianzhi blinked. In fact, she didn't sleep early, but remembering that her sister seemed to be very concerned about her dark circles, and that both the system and her sister strictly forbid something from happening, she still whispered: "Yeah, ready to sleep."

    "I didn't expect it to take so long today." Mingxu glanced at the clock on the wall, and it would be twelve o'clock in half an hour, "I thought I didn't have your lipstick today."

    No wonder Mingxu didn't ring the doorbell.

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

    Ming Xu did not hand it out.

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

    The straight bridge of the nose was gently rubbing against Song Jianzhi's palm, if there was a slight touch, the itch spread from a small point to the whole palm, and the hot air between the nose sprayed on the white tender and warm on soft palms.

    Song Jianzhi's hand trembled slightly.

    My heart trembled.

    Ming Xu sniffed, and the ending was vague: "It's delicious."

    Song Jianzhi accidentally hooked her finger and brushed Mingxu's chin. A warm and greasy touch came from the pulp of her finger. She breathed lightly and said, "It's hand cream. smell."

    Ming Xu hummed, raised a little, and pressed a kiss on Song Jianzhi's slender and tender wrist.

    Under the skin, light blue blood vessels meander, and she kisses it.

    The pale lips are warm, the blood is warm, and there is a thin layer of flesh in the middle.

    Like a warm jade with a hint of blue.

     Mingxu used the tip of his nose to follow this alluring line.

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

    Leave something.

    Ming Xu retreated, unscrewed the lipstick in his hand, and spun out the rosy paste, "Can you help me apply it."

    The tone of the statement.

    And a small request, Song Jianzhi will not refuse.

    I don't know when, Mingxu 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 plotting, but she chose to obey.

    Song Jianzhi looked at Mingxu's lips earnestly and attentively, the paste in her hand brushed Mingxu's pale lips, leaving a thin layer of red marks, delicate and soft.

    She had the illusion that she was a painter, and she was drenched in the softest paint, carefully and fascinatedly painting on the skin of the beauty.

    Ming Xu's thin lips were slightly parted, and he only looked down at all this.

    The variety show was still chattering in the room, but no one heard it.

    There seems to be an invisible barrier separating the two from the mortal world.

    After a while, Song Jianzhi put down his hand, with a natural expression of appreciation in his eyes, and said softly, "Okay."

    Ming Xu closed her lips, took her hand, and placed a kiss on the pale blue blood vessel.

    The lip print is like blood flowing from the blood vessels, a thin layer of red on Hao's wrist, with a silent but fatal temptation.

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

    She hooked her lips.

    She is looking forward to this scene.

    The author has something to say:  The next chapter will start with the opposite scene in the script, and readers will be tired of eating sugar every day

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

    The author opened 18 degrees when he was a child, and now it is 27 degrees with a thermos cup.

    The author also tried the nose bridge rubbing 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 swear by cults, but it doesn't matter, the author also secretly swears, good night hahahaha