MTL - Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival-Chapter 43 (deep water plus more water)

"Cousin, why did you hang up the spring water!"

Song Jianzhi's eyelids twitched, and she felt that she shouldn't have spent the night with Chen Yuanning because of boredom.

"This is it."

Song Jianzhi reluctantly closed the dialog with Mingxu. If Mingxu had not been busy all day, she would have been tired, she would have quit pesticides and chatted with Mingxu long ago.

Chen Yuanning had a great time playing, and when Song Jianzhi shouted that she was sleepy and wanted to sleep, she quit the game with no end in sight.

Peng Zhou said gently, "Yuanning, will you see Sister Zhi back to your room?"

They all live on the third floor. Although the hotel has surveillance and was packaged by the crew, it is more reassuring to give it away.

I asked Chen Yuanning to send it because my cousin and brother could avoid suspicion.

Chen Yuanning said: "Okay! Oh, by the way, send a Weibo to commemorate the three of us opening the black!"

"It's still open at night." Peng Zhou said.

"I am a diligent idol." Chen Yuanning turned on the front camera, "Come and take a photo."

Song Jianzhi had just finished yawning next to her, and she was so sleepy that she was about to burst into tears. When she looked at the camera, her eyes were almost hazy, and she casually took a photo with her two younger brothers.

Chen Yuanning pulled out a second mobile phone from her bag like a conjuration, "Go into the room to form a team and show the momentum of a tricycle!"

"Alas, Sister Ye said that I don't like fans recently, all fans like me and let me do more business."

Song Jianzhi yawned again, yawning is invincible, and Peng Zhou next to him also yawned, and finally Chen Yuanning couldn't help joining the yawning team.

The three were trapped in groups, Chen Yuanning sent Song Jianzhi back to the room, and casually posted the two pictures on Weibo. The words were very concise and clear:

Chen Yuanning v: "Pesticide tricycle, Song Jianzhi took off with two younger brothers [with photos]"

He slept unconsciously under the duvet, and the next day he was dazed and remembered—

Damn yesterday, it seems that only the id in the pesticide screenshot was mosaicked, and I forgot to give them three pictures!

Don't mention the picture, there is no soft light filter added!

Chen Yuanning woke up completely frightened, took out her mobile phone and carefully opened Weibo, begging God and worshipping Buddha in her heart, only that she did not send it out when the hotel wifi crashed yesterday.

He opened his homepage and sent it out at 23:19 last night.

"Alas."

Chen Yuanning grabbed her hair and sighed in disappointment, closed her eyes and clicked on the comment area:

"It turns out that there is no way for people with natural beauty in the front, only we use the beauty camera to smile"

"My sister's eyes are watery!!"

"Sister can take you to fly? I don't believe it, unless you ask her to take my dog ​​head"

"The moment I saw my sister without makeup, I made a deal with Chen Yuanning"

"I will continue to be Ningning's wife, and then hook up with our sister, I am an adult and I want to be cute"

…

It's really annoying.

Yesterday was too casual, he only knew that he didn't take a picture of the flowers, so he posted it without looking at it.

The lighting of the hotel is warm yellow, and their skin tones are not very white in the photo, showing a natural honey color. Song Jianzhi's facial features are already good-looking, but the rare thing is that the skin is excellent without microdermabrasion. A pair of watery eyes is the finishing touch, and standing there innocently seems to be hooking people.

It's rare, in front of Chen Yuanning's straight male shooting + death preposition, he has stabilized his appearance.

Ming Xu's fingers lightly stroked the screen, and his fingertips landed on Song Jianzhi's eyes.

In the morning light, the plane she took has landed in another city.

She was sitting in the car rushing to the city center, there was still a little white mist on both sides of the highway, the sun rose slowly, and the golden light appeared on the horizon.

Ming Xu didn't eat a few bites of the plane meal, the flight time was too early for her to eat.

Chocolate has a rich taste, and the sweetness is hidden under the slight bitterness, but it is not clear.

Running around and going to bed late and getting up early are all for work, and she can persevere with her temperament. But when doing these, it's just a matter of doing the work, and it's not much fun.

It is said that eating sweets will make people feel better, but Ming Xu didn't think so.

The body is tired and the muscles are tense and not relaxed.

I'm not very happy...

Mingxu moved the tip of his tongue, turned the chocolate over, his light brown pupils flashed slightly, ah, she understood what was wrong.

When she was working, she just didn't feel it. In other words, with the organizers and fans to adjust their emotions and expressions.

Now she can't keep her spirits up, and even the fatigue on her body seems to be magnified.

It turned out to be because Song Jianzhi was not there.

It was because she was not with Song Jianzhi.

Ming Xu looked down at the phone screen, that cute little man.

The chocolate on the tip of the tongue became sweet at this time, and the mood also improved.

I really want Song Jianzhi to be so big that she can take it out in her pocket at any time, and when sitting in the car, she can run into the palm of her hand and talk to herself.

With one finger, she can rub the top of her hair. With a slight push, he will fall down in the palm of his hand, coquettishly coquettish with himself.

Fluffy, small.

Ming Xu glanced at the photo on the screen and the time in the upper left corner.

Now, Song Jianzhi hasn't woken up yet.

Ming Xu leisurely sent her a WeChat message: "Song Xiaozhi, do business with Yuanning, not with me, eh?"

WeChat quietly spread to the distance with an inexplicable longing.

Ming Xu swallowed the last bit of chocolate and drank some warm water, there was still a hint of sweetness in his mouth.

She took a nap with this lingering sweetness against the window.

Take a good rest, nourish your spirits, and finish the work these days perfectly.

You can go back and see her.

Song Jianzhi was stunned when she woke up.

I opened WeChat and wanted to say good morning to Mingxu, but I saw sister Mingxu looking for her to do business, is it okay?

Mingxu didn't reply, he was probably busy again.

She got up and was still thinking about it when she was washing, and suddenly, she remembered when she was taking the makeup photos—

She came out with an electric toothbrush, and found the director of photography in the crew: "Director Sun, do you still keep the pictures of our makeup photos in your camera?"

The other side replied quickly: "Of course, does Miss Song want the original picture?"

Song Jianzhi typed: "I want the picture of the unsent group photo, please guide Sun!"

"ok"

Song Jianzhi held the phone and waited for a while, then sent the picture.

The red and white sleeves are intertwined, and their ears are rubbed.

The two hearts are so close together that Mingxu may hear his heartbeat if he is not careful.

Looking at the photo now, I can still remember the feeling of taking a breath at that time.

The gentle strength that dandelions can't blow away.

Song Jianzhi thanked him, went to ask Yangliu again, and only used the set makeup photo of the crew after agreeing.

Song Jianzhi v: "There is actually another set-up photo of "Unbelief and No Destiny", and it was secretly hidden by us. Mingxu [with photo]"

Mingxu got off the stage and saw Li Man handing the phone to him with a delicate face, Mingxu had just drank water to moisten his throat, and said, "Song Xiaozhi's message ?"

Li Man thought for a while, "Almost, but this time it was posted on Weibo."

Ming Xu raised his eyebrows and reached out to take it.

She opened it, and saw that Song Jianzhi was very obedient to lead her business.

Seeing the intimate photo, she couldn't stop smiling on Ming Xu's lips and brows. She first forwarded Song Jianzhi's Weibo.

Ming Xu v: "Love red carp is the cutest"

Look at the comments on Song Jianzhi's Weibo.

"Is the red carp sister's Weibo so cute?"

"I'll take it as an official announcement and I won't listen"

"When the two sisters get married, remember to say dog ​​head"

"People just run a business to keep the crew popular, look at your excitement (do you have a wife who writes a fanfiction? I want to eat food

Mingxu retweeted such a retweet, the cotton wool swarmed up, and the comments instantly built up tall buildings.

Ming Xu didn't read these anymore, she opened WeChat and replied to Song Jianzhi's previous message: "Song Xiaozhi is really amazing, I found this photo."

Mingxu wasn't here, Song Jianzhi didn't have to play with people, she was super busy, seeing the new WeChat, her eyes lit up, she opened it with excitement, and was about to reply when she saw Mingxu send it again One sentence:

"Good girls are rewarded, remember to sign for gifts today."

"Huh?"

Song Jianzhi pestered Mingxu for a long time to ask what the gift was, but Mingxu didn't say anything, just let her unwrap it herself. After a while, he said he was going to be busy again, and people disappeared.

Song sees Zhiren in the crew, and his heart has already flown back to the hotel, and he regrets why he followed the crew to film, isn't it bad to be a happy fat house in the hotel?

What will the gift be…

A rose? Is it dessert? Or luxury?

Mingxu doesn’t think he likes to play games, so give yourself a pesticide skin—

Song Jianzhi checked her client very seriously, and it was fine, she did not receive the skin.

When she finally returned to the hotel, she immediately walked straight to the front desk. The person on duty happened to be an acquaintance Wang Yuanyuan. Before Song Jianzhi asked, Wang Yuanyuan said:

"Miss Song, here is one of your couriers!"

Song Jianzhi said lightly, "Okay, thank you, I'm just about to get it."

"No no no, it's a bit big, let me deliver it for you." Wang Yuanyuan said, holding out an oversized box from the front desk.

Song Jianzhi: ? ? ?

"Are you so strong?" She exclaimed.

Wang Yuanyuan glanced at the box in his hand, "Oh, this is not heavy! It looks big."

"Well, then I'll trouble you."

Wang Yuanyuan sent her all the way to the door of 601 before leaving, Song Jianzhi carried the box into the room, and then realized that it was really not heavy.

This weight, a doll? Ragdoll?

But it is so big, combined with the daily behavior of a group of Ming Xu Sao...

Song Jianzhi boldly guessed: This is not Mingxu's body-length pillow, right?

Be a waiting pillow for yourself, and let yourself sleep with it every day, which is also in line with Mingxu's behavior!

Song Jianzhi blushed before opening the box.

She almost took out her mobile phone.

But in order to prevent Ming Xu from being framed, Song Jianzhi still found scissors and opened the express delivery.

"Huh?"

Unexpectedly, it's not a pillow for Mingxu's body, but a long whale pillow, which is very naive and super soft to the touch.

—It’s really long, it’s estimated to be about 1.6 meters, only a little smaller than a person.

Song Jianzhi removed the plastic bag outside the whale, threw the pillow on the bed, and saw a flat rectangular gift box in the box.

She opened it carefully, and inside was a beautiful dream catcher.

The top is the net, and the feathers hanging below are white and light, naturally swinging in the air with the transparent fishing line.

Song Jianzhi suddenly understood why Mingxu gave him these two gifts.

She sent a message to Mingxu: "I received the gift, I like it very much."

Ming Xu replied quickly, "Just like it."

"Sleep well, you know?"

Song Jianzhi looked at the pillow, and at the dream catcher, which was said to protect her from being disturbed by nightmares. She wanted to tell Mingxu that she was the reason for her poor sleep.

In an instant, I really wanted to ignore the warnings of the system and tell Mingxu all of my thoughts.

Song saw Zhizhi's typing fingers just about to move, and saw Mingxu typing—

"Actually, if I sleep together, I am more comfortable than a pillow"

"Didn't you hug me too?"

Song Jianzhi:…

Forget it!

Let's say something nice, this woman can't even go to heaven!

Stop talking!

Song Jianzhi thought angrily, hugged the pillow and buried her face in it, her fingertips still hooked with a piece of soft feathers of a dream catcher.

The author has something to say:Ming Xu: And I am more functional than a pillow, akimbo

Ah, I wrote it until after one o'clock in the morning, and I finally finished it, woo woo

The author made a dream catcher for people.

Oh also, when the author started to code, he glanced at the latest chapter that was just sent out, and looked at the readers who love to say that the author is short, the first four comments are actually "punch cards" , "Awesome!", "Good-looking", "Sweet", there are not even three words.

Gently say those four words in the reader's ear: You are so short