Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival

    At 22 o'clock, the two had returned to the apartment, they gathered together, said goodbye to the audience on time, and said good night again.

    The staff finished their day's work, packed up their equipment and prepared to leave. Before leaving, I talked to Mingxu and the others about the itinerary for the next day, and set off at 6:00 in the morning to gather at the riverside for filming.

    Song Jianzhi wrote down the time and set the alarm clock for 5 o'clock.

    When she raised her head, everyone had already left, Mingxu walked back from the door and said, "Now, there are only the two of us left."

    Yes, there are only two of them left.

    There are no cameras that go hand in hand, no thousands of eyes on the other end.

    The surroundings suddenly became empty, and the exhaustion of dating in front of everyone for a day swept from the depths of the body, Song Jianzhi exhaled and said:

    "It's finally over."

    "Wash, sleep, wash, sleep." Song Jianzhi stretched and yawned. After speaking, he remembered that this is not his home, and there is nothing for him to wash.

    More

    Although Song Jianzhi had an intuition, if he stayed, he shouldn't have to sleep on his side...

    No, no, I'm too embarrassed.

    My apartment is on the opposite building anyway, Song Jianzhi said reservedly, "Then I'm going home too?"

    "Where are you going?" Mingxu approached and said slowly, "The door is closed."

    "Don't go." She demanded softly.

    She doesn't reject or even wants to cooperate, but she can't control her self-pretence, and her behavior can't keep up with the psychological changes.

    "But..." Song Jianzhi was still hesitating, her eyes fluttering everywhere.

    "I have something to tell you." Mingxu stopped in front of Song Jianzhi, the distance between the two was extraordinarily close, Mingxu bowed his head slightly, as if he was in Song Jianzhi's ear Whispered.

     Mingxu looked at the person in front of him, stretched out his hand to wrap Song Jianzhi's waist, hugged her, and squeezed the little air out of the space between the two of them, leaving only intimacy The two slender figures are touching each other.

    In the end, under the illumination of the wall lamp, the shadows melt into one place, regardless of you and me.

    Ming Xu first kissed Song Jianzhi.

    This kiss is simple and casual. It's like I just caught a glimpse of a cute little thing, I couldn't help kissing it, then I glanced at it, couldn't help but kiss it again, only then did I express my love in my heart a little, and then I hugged the person into my arms again.

    "I haven't answered the question I asked before." Ming Xu said affectionately.

    Under the warm yellow light, and in the arms of her beloved, Song Jianzhi was also softened, like a small fondant that was baked.

    The restless cat's paws are uniquely cute and vivid.

    "That's the answer to others." Ming Xu sighed, "I haven't said the answer to you."

    Speaking of this, Song Jianzhi obeyed her true thoughts and asked her, "Then... what is the answer?"

    Humanity who held himself in his arms: "You ask if I am slowly liking you, the answer is no."

    Song Jianzhi was not frightened at all. Holding the inspection results of the system, she was very clear that this woman liked her, she said calmly: "Oh, you continue."

    Ming Xu raised her eyebrows where she couldn't see, and then she was a little unspeakably happy.

    She tilted her head, gently kissed Song Jianzhi's hair, and said:

    "Someone, um, pursued me before." Mingxu turned to talk, she slowly said, "There are not many people, but I refused. At that time, someone said something I am impressed."

    Song Jianzhi was unhappy: "Hey, you are confessing to me, how can you tell about your romantic past."

    Show off how much people like you.

    Mingxu rubbed the cat's head soothingly and said, "How come."

    Song Jianzhi was jealous, smashed her mouth, and said fiercely, "Go on, what did that person say?"

    Mingxu smoothed two more hairs and said, "That person said, 'For a person like you, you need the other person to go up the mountain and go down the sea of ​​fire to impress your heart'."

    Song Jianzhi licked her lips, mumbled softly, and lay on Mingxu's shoulder, waiting for Mingxu to continue.

    "I haven't thought about this too much, but when he said that, plus I haven't been moved for a long time, even I have this illusion."

    "How will I fall in love with someone? What kind of person will I fall in love with. When reading the script, I sometimes think of these two questions, but there is no answer."

    Song Jianzhi was so proud, her plush tail was about to be raised.

    Of course I like it.

    Sister Mingxu's words just started, and Song Xiaozhi was already grumbling in her heart.

    Mingxu's brows and eyes stretched, with a slight smile, her eyes fell on the wall behind Song Jianzhi, but she seemed to have traveled through time and looked towards the past.

    "I don't believe in love at first sight, and I still have doubts to this day. But that night, when you looked over and jumped on me, inexplicably, a strange feeling arose in your heart."

    She is still a girl after all, Mingxu tried hard and calmly to express her feelings, but she was still a little embarrassed.

    She omits the subject subconsciously, as if this will reduce her exposed affection, and only bury it in her heart, quietly.

    At this time, Mingxu was just glad that she didn't have to say this to Song Jianzhi's eyes. She was afraid that she would kiss her halfway through.

    She took a deep breath and said the most important words.

    "If it were you, as long as you smiled at me, I would have a good impression of you. As long as you were a little nicer to me, I would not know how to fall in love with you."

    Ming Xu thought about the meeting at the ceremony, the girl who came from the nebula and raised her eyes to look at him.

    Thinking of the girl who helped him terminate the contract and extended an olive branch.

    She is dazzling, a elf, an angel, a redemption, a love.

    "In my eyes, you are not that different, and you are distinct from others. Of course, maybe you are prettier and more cute than others, maybe there are other reasons - just fit me?" Mingxu There was a little doubt in her low voice, and she herself didn't know the answer.

    She sighed softly, with satisfaction, "Anyway, you do the same thing, it always makes my heart beat, and I don't know why."

    Song Jianzhi stretched out her arms, wrapped around Mingxu's neck, and hugged the man tightly:

    "I'm listening."

    Ming Xu sniffed her body temperature, it was a warm breath.

    "I like you, I like you, but if it's someone else, no matter how nice you are to me, I won't like it."

    There was a little distress in her tone.

    "Do you understand that? I don't understand it myself. I just think, I like you so much."

    "I like it. If you have to go up the mountain and go down to the sea of ​​fire, I can make me like you. I'd rather not like you than to have you suffer for me." Finally, Ming Xu said seriously.

    Song Jianzhi listened, every time Mingxu said a word, the sweetness in her heart grew a little more, and eventually it was full, making her little heart sore.

    Ming Xu gave her too much affection, he fed her so full that he could no longer hold other things.

    Song Jianzhi said softly and firmly: "I don't believe in love at first sight, but I believe in you."

    "And, and I'm very fortunate." I'm glad that I can have a strange charm for the person I like.

    People who are immersed in love do not think about the reasons for love.

    Love has no reason in itself.

    Song Jianzhi floated these two words in her heart, but there were systematic worries over her.

    But fortunately, it is life or death, that is, these days.

    She calmed down and smiled: "Great, you like me so much."

    Song Jianzhi stepped back and stood up straight from Mingxu's arms, her arms still wrapped around Mingxu's neck.

    Song Jianzhi looked directly at Ming Xu's eyes, like a layer of cellophane paper, blingbling.

    "I'm very happy."

    "I'm so happy." She repeated it, her eyes twitching.

     Mingxu looked at his girl like this, so happy for his confession, and couldn't help laughing along.

    Song Xiaozhi is so happy, it's good.

    Song Jianzhi put one hand on Mingxu's round shoulders, slightly tiptoed, and kissed Mingxu's eyebrows.

    The gentle touch spreads down, from the beautiful mountain roots, the straight bridge of the nose, to the thin and gentle lips that say they like themselves.

    The kiss marks are dotted, like tender pink cherry blossoms, falling on Mingxu's face.

    Finally, the cherry blossom petals fell on Mingxu's eyes.

     Body temperature blends, soft and rubbing.

    Ming Xu's eyes gradually showed different emotions.

    Her voice became hoarse: "Tonight—"

    "I won't be going back tonight." Song Jianzhi cut off Mingxu's words neatly, as if it wasn't that Mingxu wanted to keep her, but that she wanted to stay away from her welfare.

    Ming Xu was surprised, his emotions were disturbed by Song Xiaozhi, and he didn't pick up.

    So good today?

    Song Jianzhi wrapped his hands around his waist and held Mingxu's secretive hand.

    She closed her eyes, covered her shyness, and guided her strong and beautiful hand to another place.

    On this night that listened to the other party's feelings, Song Jianzhi said generously: "As long as it doesn't... it's fine."

    Mingxu's fingers subconsciously curled up, she suppressed the hot and hot desire, licked the roots of her teeth with the tip of her tongue, and said in a low voice: "As long as it's nothing?"

    Song Jianzhi glared at her angrily.

    The eyes are watery again.

    As if she had cried, she was charming and charming.

    Ming Xu said with satisfaction: "It's very beautiful."

    Song Jianzhi was about to accuse Mingxu of doing things to satisfy his own desires.

    But Mingxu said lightly and ambiguously: "Isn't it okay to say that?"

    Song Jianzhi was dumbfounded for a while, her eyes touched Mingxu's, and she saw that her eyes like a star lake had been disturbed by herself, showing the deep mud that dragged people into the bottom of her eyes, and felt a little bit more pleasure.

    Not yet - like yourself.

    Want to be yourself.

    Song Jianzhi was triumphant in her heart, and tried her best to suppress the corners of her lips that she wanted to raise.

    Her eyes turned slyly and bewildered, like a frightened little beast, her body was weak in front of the hunter, she could not walk, she could only—

    Be a prey.

    Let her do it.