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

The blood heated up, and the tiny air bubbles exploded. Song Jianzhi's body was filled with dense pain, especially in the waist and abdomen. It was not very painful, and even a little lingering.

At this moment, the pain will not make the supernatural users flinch, but can stimulate them to be more beastly.

"I'll ask you one more time..." Song Jianzhi approached impatiently. She had never been so close to her puppet before, and she had never looked at her texture so carefully, so she was even more fascinated at this moment.

Song Jianzhi's questioning was mixed with her thin breathing, which was inaudible:

"you sure?"

Ming Xu nodded without hesitation, with a steady expression, no different from their usual chat.

He was already burned into a ball, and Ming Xu was still so indifferent, causing Song Jianzhi to feel a malice mixed with anger.

She reached out and stroked Ming Xu's neck, only to find that Ming Xu's body temperature was cool, much lower than a human's.

The texture is cold, and the elasticity of the skin is more astringent than that of human beings. Song Jianzhi couldn't help but press down with strength, but he couldn't feel the vitality of the beating arteries.

She is a puppet.

Song Jianzhi realized this fact again, unlike before, this time there was also a strange joy.

The obedient Ming Xu is a puppet he can manipulate.

Song Jianzhi accepted the food with peace of mind and joy.

Song Jianzhi's eyes became more bloody, and his already charming face became even more bewitching.Her hand hovered around Ming Xu's neck, her mouth facing her throat, and her fingers resting on her flawless collarbone, like a girl carefully hugging a large bouquet of flowers that cannot be held in her arms.

She was hesitating where to start eating, and this suggestive thought was also conveyed to Ming Xu.Ming Xu's expression was calm, and he even kindly relieved his master of the last moral burden:

"You won't hurt me." Ming Xu said.

The disadvantages of supernatural beings still need to be resolved as soon as possible, so that the harm to the body is small.And they are still on their way, so there is no need to delay, just get straight to the point.The puppet is very rational and proposes ways to benefit the status quo.

But human beings who are addicted to sensibility and lose their reason hate the most when another person is alone.

The hand in the throat climbed onto Ming Xu's shoulder, Song Jianzhi let out a low growl like a small animal, and immediately bit Ming Xu's side neck.

The puppet raised its head softly, revealing its slender and perfect swan neck, and even reached out to hold its master's waist so that she could stabilize her figure.

The food is in the most edible posture, and the eater will naturally not be polite.

A reckless little beast ran amok on the puppet.Like tearing open a bag of cotton candy, releasing all the intoxicating sweetness, the sound of tearing silk makes the little beast stick out its tongue with indescribable excitement.

Like tough mint leaves, under the fingertips is the texture of the leaves, and it tastes cool in the mouth.

The backrest of the passenger seat is lowered and the seat is black.

Ming Xu is like a puff of snow in the darkness, a bright moon in the night, wantonly showing off his beauty.

Song Jianzhi's long hair fell to her shoulders, light and helpless, swaying with her movements, like soft and dense water plants.

Ming Xu's eyes moved slightly, and he reached out his hand to help the master tidy up his hair, but the tangled hair wrapped around his wrist, as if imprisoned, and he refused to let go.

Song Jianzhi asked Ming Xu: "Have you ever seen a goldfish eat?"

Ming Xu shook his head.

Song Jianzhi: "It's a pity, the end of the world has come, where are there goldfish to show you?"

Saying that, Song Jianzhi took Ming Xu's hand, "Goldfish don't have teeth, so when they eat, they seem to be kissing."

The goldfish is swinging its gorgeous gauze tail, its body covered with golden and red stars, leaning over to eat.

It is clearly a plunder, but because goldfish is soft and dreamy, it has a romantic and tender meaning.Two very different emotions are intertwined, constructing a unique charm.

After the turbulent tide receded for a while, Song Jianzhi let go of Ming Xu, put her head on Ming Xu's shoulder, and slowly rubbed against it.Song Jianzhi's long hair hangs down in front of Ming Xu's chest, like a loosely woven blanket, gently covering it up, and letting out all kinds of amorous feelings inside

Song Jianzhi put her hands under her hair viciously, she didn't know what she was doing, she tried her best to please the other party, but Ming Xu's eyebrows and eyes were the same as usual, as if she was created without this function installed.

If it was normal, Song Jianzhi would definitely be discouraged.But she is very swollen now, Song Jianzhi only thinks at this moment:

Fuck his mua's puppet, you are a supernatural power born from my body, whether you have this supernatural power or not is up to me.

Song Jianzhi sat up on top of Ming Xu and looked at her carefully.

The setting sun outside the window hit the puppet, making her look gentle and warm.Particles floated in the warm yellow light and landed on the puppet's eyelashes. In the absurd apocalypse, it was somewhat holy.

Song Jianzhi, who had just left Ming Xu's body, knew that Ming Xu's body was not warm.

She's 10 degrees cooler than normal human body temperature?Or 15 degrees, Song Jianzhi is not sure.

She only knew that when she touched Ming Xu, it was like touching a piece of warm water, as smooth as silk.Human beings are addicted to this kind of touch, but they will be shuddered by it. Unfortunately, people can never change its temperature by themselves.

You can only get used to it, accept it, and indulge in it.

Song Jianzhi was not reconciled, she swung her waist, her fingers ran across Ming Xu's body, and her fingertips drew an exquisite curve.

"Is your body hot?" Song Jianzhi asked knowingly.

Ming Xu shook his head: "I am a puppet."

"I know you're a puppet." Song Jianzhi didn't want to listen, and interrupted willfully. Fortunately, Ming Xu didn't have anything to follow up. She said little, but looked up at her master tolerantly.

Song Jianzhi was a little happy again, she lifted Ming Xu's chin, her eyes were excited, and she whispered softly: "Then if you drink hot water, will it hurt?"

Ming Xu was stunned, since Song Jianzhi appeared next to her, she hadn't eaten at all, she had never thought about being a puppet and being forced to drink water.

Still hot water.

Ming Xu asked rigorously, "How hot is it?"

Song Jianzhi: "Well, 37 degrees."

"probably not."

Song Jianzhi smiled with satisfaction.

"That's good."

She dragged Ming Xu to adjust his posture, the fingertips of the two intertwined, and the long hair was entangled between their fingers like complicated red threads.

The setting sun was just outside the window, and there was no one around, Song Jianzhi lowered the car window, and put her thin white legs on the window.

Song Jianzhi lowered his eyes and looked at Ming Xu.

She put her hand on the back of Ming Xu's head, applied a little force, and said with a smile:

"Well, drink water."

Ming Xu was silent, and she sighed softly, as if a little helpless, but in the end the puppet indulged its master's willfulness and followed her instructions.

Song Jianzhi pressed down on her toes, the back of her feet tensed.Between her fingers was Ming Xu's black hair, and she pressed Ming Xu tighter with her hands.

She could feel Ming Xu's lips and nose, wrapped in a layer of slippery, against her.

Song Jianzhi raised her head and breathed heavily, her eyes were misty under the light of the setting sun, and the fine light shone into her eyes. Her amber eyes were filled with honey wine, and under the wine was a magnificent golden red.

Song Jianzhi's body was like a flexible bow, stretched upwards into a crescent moon, her eyelashes were wet, and she said intermittently: "You, don't your puppets have tongues?"

Ming Xu paused and obeyed the order.

It's a pity that the master is not so satisfied:

"Go in."

Before Ming Xu raised his head in order to reply to such nonsense, Song Jianzhi pressed his hands even tighter and said forcefully:

"You should learn to distinguish what is violation and what is—"

"serve."

There was not even a sound of wind outside the window, and there was silence inside the car.Song Jianzhi rubbed dishonestly and urged her to let the puppet continue to move obediently.

Under the silent obedience of the puppet, Song Jianzhi was finally satisfied. Panting, she quietly hooked her tongue, tasting the remaining taste on her lips.

It's delicious.

Better than the taste of food.

After being warmly fed with water, Song Jianzhi used her as the puppet originally thought.

There were still water marks on Ming Xu's face, and she was going to take out a tissue to wipe her face, but Song Jianzhi held her face and ate it up little by little.The result was that Ming Xu's face was covered with a lot of saliva, but the master stubbornly refused to let her wipe it off.

Song Jianzhi cleaned up the puppet before continuing to enjoy it.

Ming Xu's face was peaceful, and he looked down at her movements.

Song Jianzhi looked carefully before reaching out his hand.

It was like pressing a ball of fine-textured sponge that had absorbed enough water. As soon as Song Jianzhi touched her hand, the water wetted her first knuckles.

Song Jianzhi squeezed his fingers and was about to bend down, but Ming Xu subconsciously drew back, and was blocked by the highly alert Song Jianzhi.

She raised her eyes to look at Ming Xu, and finally saw a different expression on her face.

"Why, you are only allowed to drink, not for me to taste?"

With Song Jianzhi's insistence, she got her wish.The sound of playing in the water can be heard softly, which cannot be ignored in the silent and unoccupied compartment.

Ming Xu listened, listened, and finally couldn't restrain himself, revealing a gesture of indulging in it.

The more you try to restrain yourself, the more turbulent it will be, and the more you will be defeated.

Song Jianzhi drank a full meal, full of water and food, like an old eater, slowly, picked up the chopsticks with his hands, and began to taste the most delicious delicacies.

The slender chopsticks are not a solid thing, but in front of the soft, watery food, they are unstoppable like generals breaking the battle.

Fortunately, the diners have pity for the food. Although they have an uncontrollable appetite in their hearts, they restrain themselves and make their movements gentle.First, the chopsticks sink in lightly, and a lot of rich soup is squeezed out, splashing on the hands of diners.

The diners were not angry but happy, and continued to probe inside, looking for the most delicious parts. A pair of chopsticks fiddled with the food flexibly and recklessly, tasting the most delicate delicacies.

In this process, it is a careful taste.The taste of it is difficult to express in Jinjiang.

If it is said that the most wonderful thing is when Song Jianzhi sees the food in front of him in a way that he has never seen before.

Ming Xu, who is usually calm and calm, is now magnificent and picturesque, and is unbearably soft.At this moment, only one can see this scene.

Just thinking about it like this is enough to make Song Jianzhi curl up on his toes and tremble with excitement.

The strong are willing to bind their hands and feet, bow their heads and bow their heads. This kind of pleasure makes people tremble.

When the night fell, who threw a handful of sand into the sky, it turned into a sky full of starry sand, dense and bright, and the moon was right above the head, shining brightly.

Song Jianzhi returned to the driver's seat, Ming Xu was in the co-pilot, behind him was an empty food box, and in front of him was a long road.

They are going to go on.

Song Jianzhi started the car first, as long as there were no cars stuck on the road, there would be no better speed than this. She drove skillfully and rushed to S City.

After several words, Song Jian Zhiqing coughed and said:

"Actually, this method seems to be faster than our high-speed search for food."

Ming Xu had already returned to his usual state, now he clasped his hands on his knees and said quietly:

"Yes." She added, "Get out of the car to resupply, there may be unexpected situations that will delay the progress of the journey."

Although she is not afraid of anything, one thing more is worse than one thing less. Now, for the master, time is the most precious.

Song Jianzhi's chick pecked at the rice and nodded, her hair bouncing lightly.

Both of them looked serious, and they didn't say anything clearly, but they seemed to have a tacit understanding and reached a consensus on something.

The road is still long.