Be a gold finger for the actress' rival in love GL

If you don't believe me, the director's assistant of the crew of Missing Fate sent Song Jianzhi a itinerary confirmation, and there are still a few shots to be filmed in the film and television city in the next province.

Song Jianzhi was so happy to go out to work for the first time, definitely not because he could skip Xinghan's shift, eh.

It must be because Mingxu can be seen again.

Just double the joy.

Song Jianzhi arrived near the film and television city one day earlier to check in, Ye Ziqing accompanied her, Ming Xu hadn't arrived yet.

In the past few days, "Placing the Stars" is also in the process of intensive preparations, and it has only been a few days since the start of publicity.

For Song Jianzhi, there is nothing she has to do at the moment, except for signing the contract, there is a group of reality show members on WeChat.

After Song Jianzhi chatted with Ming Xu, when he exited the interface and saw the group, he remembered Xu Bei, a female supporting role who just appeared on the stage.

Xu Bei not only appeared late in this world, but also appeared later in the original text.

The author didn't write much about what she and Wei Xiao went through before, the ghost knows whether it was to shorten the length of the text, or to be lazy and not pave the way.

She fell in love so much that she secretly gave birth to him and begged Ming Xu to fulfill her love while she was pregnant.

Then the author got stuck.

After experiencing He Xilan and Qiao Xin, Song Jianzhi must admit that these supporting roles, who only play the role of "bullying the heroine Ming Xu" in the original text, are actually different from each other.

Some are really bad, and some are just different positions.

When readers read the text, they assume the perspective of the protagonist. When there is a conflict of interest, readers will naturally dislike the character who "robs" the protagonist's interests.

Of course, if you want to be a vicious female supporting role, you still need to work harder.

For example, we must first lose our brains.

But a female partner like He Xilan not only has brains, but also has a higher emotional intelligence than ordinary people.In the original text, what she did the most was grabbing Mingxu's resources, mainly acting as a stone in the way of Mingxu's stardom.

In fact, thinking about it now, from He Xilan's point of view, why should she give up resources to Ming Xu?

It's up to each other.

The more Song Jianzhi integrated into this world, the more he would think about people.

No one is perfect, everyone has moments of dizziness and shortcomings, and at the same time they also have cuteness.

Thinking of Xu Bei whom he met that day, Song Jianzhi could only see that Xu Bei had some scheming for the time being, but in front of He Xilan, she seemed a little stupid.

Need to look again.

In short, without Wei Xiao, the female supporting role has no room to play a role, so there is no need to worry too much.

I just don't know if Xu Bei in this world will love Wei Xiao to death again.

——Thinking of this, Song Jianzhi remembered that Wei Xiao was abroad. It is estimated that the flame of love will not be ignited in a short time.

She felt more at ease.

It was late at night when Ming Xu hurried to the hotel near the film and television city.

Li Man followed up with the suite, preparing to pack the luggage for his artists.As soon as Ming Xu arrived at the suite, he took a shower, then changed into clean clothes, and wiped the wet ends of his hair in front of the mirror.

Li Man was full of emotion, it was Ms. Song, and for other people, the first thing Ming Xu came to the set was definitely to read the script, even though before joining the set, Ming Xu had already memorized the script by heart.

It's not like now, I don't see it, I don't see it.

Li Man kept tsk-tsk in his heart, and sure enough, he saw his artist walking towards the door very naturally.

Estimated that this journey would start in about an hour, Li Man reckoned that he could take a shower first, and then——

"I'm not coming back tonight, I'll send breakfast for two to the 403 next door tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Li Man responded subconsciously, and she didn't realize until the sound of closing the door sounded——

Ok?

Uh-huh? ?

Not coming back?

Is that what you think it means? ?

She stared wide-eyed at the silent door, and suddenly understood.

The Qixi Festival is over, it seems that sister Mingxu and Miss Song have made a breakthrough.

It is said that a little farewell is better than a new marriage, and this "newly married" is a little farewell...

Tsk tsk, I hope that when I deliver the food tomorrow, someone will get up and open the door.

Almost the moment he heard the knock on the door, Song Jianzhi got up from the bed and went to open the door.

Ming Xu entered Song Jianzhi's room with a touch of dampness all over his body. Song Jianzhi closed the door, and before he could turn around, Ming Xu hugged him from behind and hugged him full of arms.

Song Jianzhi had nowhere to put his hands.

As if Ming Xu didn't think it was enough, he clung closer, his chin resting on Song Jianzhi's ear.

Following Ming Xu's movements, some of the hair tips that were not yet dry fell on Song Jianzhi's shoulders, while others nestled in her neck, wet and wet.

"Okay, don't be coquettish." Song Jianzhi didn't look back, stretched out her hand hard, and patted the top of sister Mingxu's hair.

Unexpectedly, it felt good, Song Jianzhi couldn't hold back, and stroked it a few more times, making Ming Xu's neatly combed hair frizzy.

Ming Xu felt amused, and finally let go of Song Jianzhi, reached out and grabbed the "disrespectful" cat's paw into his palm and pinched it:

"Skinny."

Song Jianzhi's hand nestled in her palm very relaxedly, with a well-proportioned frame and slender fingers, allowing her to play with it.

Ming Xu looked at it for a while, then simply brought it to his lips and bit it lightly. The blunt touch scraped across Song Jianzhi's fingertips, and her little finger trembled slightly, curling up like a scalded flower.

The first knuckle was licked by the plump and slippery leaves, Song Jianzhi was moved with emotion, and exerted force with his fingertips, falling into the trap of plump and warm tide.

The black hair at the neck was more and more sticky to Song Jianzhi, and the other lock of hair was gently swaying on Song Jianzhi's shoulders, dancing his limbs.

After Song Jianzhi washed, she changed into a loose nightgown. At this moment, Ming Xu finally forgave her cat's paws, and instead took a fancy to the whiteness on the side of her neck.

Warm, tender, with a faint fragrance.

"Have you applied body lotion?" Ming Xu asked casually.

"Hmm...it's painted on a little bit." Song Jianzhi's voice trembled a little.

"It smells good." Ming Xu lowered his head, sniffing gently.

Especially when the human body is warmed up, the fragrance seems to become an attractive and deep warm fragrance.

With provocative breath, Song Jianzhi bit her lower lip, twisted her waist, and was about to escape.

"Don't move." He murmured softly.

The strand of hair on the shoulders, following the movement of the master lowering his head, sneaked under the white robe, and secretly teased it in an invisible place.

The hair was light and itchy, and the wet hair felt cool. As soon as it came into contact with the warm and greasy part that had been well cared for, Song Jianzhi took a light breath.

When Ming Xu started to make trouble, he lost control at both ends, and his whole body lied in Ming Xu's arms, like a pink and white rose climbing on a flower stand.

Ming Xu finally raised his head.

The part that could have been called a snow shoulder in the past has already melted into water, leaving patches of water.

There are petals fluttering in the water, red dots, pitiful and lovely.

Satisfied with her appreciation of her masterpiece, she helped Song Jianzhi tidy up her collar, covered up the evidence of the crime, and then let go of the person in her arms.

That strand of hair left Song Jianzhi's body in a way and in a contented manner.

Ming Xu thoughtfully sent Song Jianzhi to the bedside with a half hug and half hug, and sat down beside her, and then he said:

"My hair is more blessed than I am."

As soon as they met, they were bullied, Song Jianzhi's eyes shone brightly, her lips turned red from being bitten by herself, and the blush at the end of her eyes had not disappeared, she was extraordinarily charming.

She glared at Ming Xu with such a face, and said:

"Don't even think about it."

Ming Xu followed the good advice: "Okay, I don't want to."

So easy to talk to?

Song Jian Zhi froze for a moment, then heard Ming Xu say:

"Can I sleep here tonight?"

"No." Song Jianzhi refused.

Ming Xu said innocently: "I just want to hug you to sleep, I don't do anything."

Song Jianzhi had no expression on his face: "A woman's mouth is a deceiving ghost."

The emotion card was useless, Ming Xu immediately changed the battle plan, saying:

"I still have work tomorrow, it's almost 12 o'clock now, I won't do anything."

Song Jianzhi's expression was slightly moved, and Ming Xu struck while the iron was hot, "I haven't seen you for a few days, I just want to hug you."

Song Jianzhi whispered: "You wanted to hug me just now, didn't you..."

Ming Xu paused, and said calmly: "Yes, I can't control my liking for you."

Hugged into my arms, I just want to hug a little tighter, a little more intimate.

Song Jianzhi is dying, why is this woman's nonsense so nice.

She took a closer look at Ming Xu, and found that although Ming Xu's sister was full of sweet words, her eyes were gentle and serious, and she couldn't help being intoxicated when they looked at each other.

And indeed, tired.

Thinking of Ming's full itinerary, Song saw that Zhi's heart had collapsed again, and said for a long while:

"Then, you should sleep well."

"Okay." Ming Xu agreed with the gentlest voice.

Both of them had washed and washed, it was already late at night, and they didn't dawdle any more. They each occupied one side of a big bed.

The two were covered with the same quilt, in fact the bed was so big, they would not bump into each other when sleeping honestly, Song Jianzhi felt relieved.

Ming Xu put his hand on the switch of the bedside lamp, before the darkness came, he said to Song Jianzhi:

"Good night."

"Good night." Song Jianzhi was lying on his back, and replied her with a tight voice.

Slap, the lights went out.

In the room with the curtains closed, the air conditioner was operating quietly, and it was pitch black.

There was a movement from the quilt, accompanied by a rustling sound, did sister Mingxu lie down?

Right next to me, with the same pair of pillows, covered with the same quilt, head to head, foot to foot—

By the way, is your sleeping position good?Will he put his thigh on Ming Xu in the middle of the night?

You won't grab the quilt in the middle of the night, will you?What if Mingxu caught a cold tomorrow?

Song Jianzhi had already started to think wildly, and she couldn't control her wild thoughts.

Her thoughts seemed to be riding on a jumping and bright shooting star, darting back and forth in the starry sky, and the tail wing sprinkled a piece of fine starlight, and it all fell on them.

Thinking about whether he would roll into Ming Xu's arms like a romance heroine when he woke up tomorrow—or it might be Ming Xu's sister who rolled into his arms. Could it be that the sleeping position is a bit offensive?

No, even if you divide the attack and accept it, you don't necessarily receive it...

The night of being drugged can't represent future attacks, Song Jianzhi thought very dreamily.

The meteor in Song Jianzhi's mind was flying higher and higher, and he was about to go to the Milky Way to play and roll.

Suddenly, Ming Xu turned around, and the warm body came closer, Song Jianzhi subconsciously held his breath.

Then, an arm wrapped around his waist.

Is this... asleep?

It turned out that Ming Xu would really throw himself into his arms when he fell asleep, Song Jianzhi secretly wrote it down, and when he woke up tomorrow, he would laugh at her loudly.

Seeing that Ming Xu had fallen asleep, Song Jianzhi was finally able to relax a little, and the sleepiness finally returned to his eyelids.

Her eyelids gradually became heavy, Dreamland was beckoning to her, and suddenly there was a movement under the quilt——

"What are you doing?"

"You didn't fall asleep?"

Song Jianzhi opened her eyes suddenly, and turned her head to look over. She was so frightened by Ming Xu that she asked twice, her body felt numb and her waist went limp.

Ming Xu was also surprised: "You didn't fall asleep?"

"You pretended to be asleep." She even slapped her back.

Song Jianzhi grieved and said: "If I don't pretend to be asleep, you have succeeded—no, when did I pretend to be asleep, you quickly take your hands away!"

Ming Xu was caught, so he could only regretfully take his hand out of the warm place, and said with emotion:

"Fishing law enforcement is the deadliest."

Song Jianzhi drew the neckline, covered the skin that still had the touch of Ming Xu, endured the numbness that had not faded, and said: "Forget about being coquettish."

She couldn't see Ming Xu's expression, she could only hear Ming Xu chuckled and said:

"Okay, don't be angry, I really don't plan to do anything."

She seemed to be getting closer, and Song Jianzhi could finally see Ming Xu's blurred outline, and her warm breath was on the side of her face.

The distance between the two of them was so close, it was as if they were sleeping on the same pillow.

"I'm just—so envious of the blessing of that lock of hair."

"Just a moment."

"Just for a moment, okay?"

The dark and sweet night swallows up Ming Xu's fuzzy ending.

night, quiet.