MTL - Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival-Chapter 56

Zhao Xiduo also lived on the sixth floor. After dinner and chatting, a few people went upstairs together. Zhao Xiduo greeted them both while standing in front of her room:

“Want to play poker together?”

Song Jianzhi's eyes lit up, and the words "Doudizhu" were about to come out, and Mingxu simply refused:

"No, I'm very tired from filming today. You just arrived, so take a rest."

The reason is very sufficient, considering that she also considers the other party, Zhao Xiduo nodded and said, "See you tomorrow."

She opened the door and went in.

Song Jianzhi secretly glanced at Mingxu's expression and whispered, "Then... good night?"

Ming Xu said leisurely, "I haven't had supper yet."

Song sees his back against the door, rubbing against the door, his eyes are gleaming, and the waves are flowing, and he can't help but slap his skin:

"It turns out that Sister Mingxu is jealous tonight and has not eaten enough." After speaking, she turned her eyes to Mingxu, and her eyelashes were fanned, making her eyes more and more misty.

Ming Xu leaned forward, raised his hand and straightened her hair on the side of the temple, his voice remained the same: "How can you be full when you are jealous."

"Sour, spicy, they are all appetizing things." Mingxu smiled, "It is because of jealousy, and now the appetite is full."

"I don't want to feed you?"

Song Jianzhi said plainly, leaning back on the door, raising her head slightly, her chin raised, making her petulant, "I just tested me, I have a petty temper."

Ming Xu was stunned, his expression unchanged, and said, "Is there any."

Not yet.

But... Sister Mingxu is also a girl. She is jealous and thinks carefully.

Song Jianzhi likes to play straight **** in some ways. After she figured it out, she said directly: "What were you thinking about just now?"

"Are you looking at my reaction to Zhao Xiduo?"

Quiet and gentle.

Song Jianzhi's tone was also very gentle, not questioning, just asking. As if curious, and as if she should know the answer, she asked naturally.

Since Mingxu likes her, he should be honest with her.

Ming Xu was silent for a while, then smiled lightly: "You ask me what I'm thinking, I don't know. Anyway, I don't seem to be doing anything until you don't do anything."

freedom of."

"I shouldn't be in charge of you."

"Freedom?" Song Jianzhi repeated unconsciously.

"Hmm." Mingxu replied, adding in his heart, a little bit of freedom.

A ten-square "private space" for domestic cats will give cats a sense of security.

Like a large liger park that raises wild beasts in an animal circle, the owner is always generous with cute and precious creatures.

Zhao Xiduo is only in the play, not tempted, she can be more generous.

Song Jianzhi stared at Ming Xu for a while, speechless.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Song Jianzhi shook his head, his lips curved, and said, "I thought...you did it on purpose."

"Intentionally?"

"I deliberately see if I will have a hot fight with your friends." Song Jianzhi whispered, "Sensitive and disturbed girls always like to test."

Ming Xu narrowed his eyes and said, "How do you know what kind of girl likes to try?"

"It's the same as in the TV series." Song Jianzhi blinked innocently.

"Not necessarily."

"There is still some truth to it." Song Jianzhi laughed and said coldly, "It is also said in the play that when answering questions with interrogative sentences, it is usually right."

She tilted her head slightly and looked at Mingxu, her tone was meaningful, her lips were smiling, and she looked charming.

So, both of these points are right.

Under this kind of gaze, Ming Xu felt a little embarrassed. It was the embarrassment of being seen through by his sweetheart, mixed with shame and indescribable sweetness, and went straight to his heart and face.

I don't know when, a cool night wind picked up.

Ming Xu said: "I didn't lie to you, there are two reasons."

The words are easy to say, "I know it in my heart, but I want to see your position, but I am still jealous."

She frowned slightly, with a distressed tone, and smiled again, saying:

"It's strange, I know you have nothing to do with Xi Duo, but I still feel unhappy."

The person you like is troubled by the heart in front of you, and this heart is caused by yourself, how complacent.

The honeypot was so full that the tangerine syrup was overflowing.

Song Jianzhi couldn't press the corners of her lips, she said softly, "I don't blame you."

"If it were me, I would be jealous."

The gentle night wind blew the two of them, blowing away Song Jianzhi's words, as if whispering, she turned her head away, but her red pointed ears were exposed.

"It would be great if you can be considerate." Mingxu reached out and touched her, rubbing her auricle with his fingertips. Song saw that Zhizhi was a little itchy and wanted to avoid it, but was pressed even tighter. .

Ming Xu smiled slightly: "Then, shouldn't you say you're mad at me on purpose?"

Song Jianzhi: ?

She suddenly remembered that she also brought vegetables to Zhao Xiduo.

The atmosphere was very good at this time, Song Jianzhi subconsciously said: "You are being careful, I have a small temper, we are even."

"How can it be even." Mingxu was the most calculating businessman at this time, and he didn't give in at all, "I'm careful because I care about you, your petty temper..."

"What's wrong with your little temper?" Song Jianzhi asked in a low voice.

"It turned out to be to anger me." Mingxu's tone was affectionate, and his fingers went around her inner ear, pacing around the ear canal, with a lazy pace, "Song Xiaozhi, you said, you are Shouldn't he be punished?"

How to punish?

These four words Song Jianzhi did not ask.

Do you still need to ask woohoo.

She opened her mouth, not knowing whether to shirk the responsibility and politely refuse, or to—

Click.

Someone opened the door.

Why did Zhao Xiduo come out again? The two were startled and looked over.

Zhao Xiduo also saw them, stuck her head and said, "Huh! Are you still chatting in the corridor? Are you tired?"

Ming Xu put down the hand that touched Song Jianzhi's auricle, and said with a confused expression, "What are you doing here?"

Zhao Xiduo said seriously: "I think about it, I still want to play poker with you."

Song Jianzhi and Ming Xu:…

"I was going to ask you one by one, but I didn't expect you to be together." She said with relief.

Mingxu's tone was very cold: "No fight, good night."

Song Jianzhi: Hahahahahahaha!

"I think I can—"

Zhao Xiduo's eyes lit up.

"No, you can't." Mingxu interrupted ruthlessly, almost reaching out to cover Song Jianzhi's mouth.

"Zhao Xiduo, go back to sleep." Mingxu hurried outside, "Otherwise I'll tell Jiang Li tomorrow that you don't sleep in the middle of the night to play poker."

"Good night!" Zhao Xiduo closed the door immediately.

"Who is Jiang Li?" Song Jianzhi asked curiously.

"Her assistant." Mingxu said concisely, "He is responsible for taking care of Zhao Xiduo's clothing, food, housing, and transportation, and is very strict."

"The assistant has so much power?"

"I don't know." Mingxu really doesn't know the way inside, maybe it's Bole's unique way of operating. She has never cared about other companies, and now all she thinks about is " Anne."

"Your room key? Or go to mine."

The night wind was blowing, and Mingxu in front of him whispered softly.

Song Jianzhi wanted to surrender.

Ming Xu was about to take her hand, and the two fingertips touched—

A WeChat video alert sounded.

Song Jianzhi hurriedly took out her phone, and when she saw it, the word "sister" was written brightly on the screen.

She bit her lip, looked at Mingxu and said, "It's my sister's video..."

Song Jianyin was on her way home, the baffles between the seats had already been lowered, and in the quiet rear seat, she patiently waited for the video to connect.

Did not make her wait long, Song Jianzhi appeared on the screen, dressed in simple casual clothes, with a sweet smile, and greeted herself:

"Sister."

Song Jianyin glanced at the watch.

It's almost ten o'clock now, Song Jianzhi is not ready to go to bed yet, usually she has changed into bathrobe and pajamas at this time.

Her eyes circled around the screen and saw the door behind Song Jianzhi, Song Jianyin said lightly:

"Just back?"

"Mmmm." Song Jianzhi said as he walked, "Today an artist came over to the crew, had dinner together, and chatted for a long time."

"That's it." Song Jianyin responded irrevocably.

"Is my sister entertaining tonight? You are still in the car, you should pay attention to your body. It is best to nourish your mind in summer. Let the family cook porridge for you more..."

Song Jianzhi probably put her mobile phone on the table, and was talking to Song Jianyin about health care while removing her makeup.

Obviously he is young and has not suffered much, but he is very worried.

Song Jian's emotionally tumbling heart was ironed by her sister's actions, but she was bullied because of such a sensible sister, setting off a higher wave of anger.

Out of the corner of her eye, she swept to the folder on her lap, and the dome light shone on the file, brightly showing the evil deeds her sister suffered.

She is not a qualified sister.

I didn't notice it right away when my sister was being bullied, and only now did I realize it.

But she has long been accustomed to her happiness and anger being invisible. Even if she regrets and regrets in her heart, her face is still indifferent.

"Where's Mingxu?"

On the screen, Song Jianzhi's makeup removal action paused.

Song Jianzhi: I was still lingering outside just now.

Give her ten courage to say that, Song Jianzhi vaguely said, "She just went back to her room after having dinner together."

"En." Song Jianyin took a closer look at his sister's expression, and stopped asking questions. He ended the call with simple words.

In the end, she carefully read the documents on her lap, and I don't know how many times she blamed herself for ignoring her sister's transformation because she was busy with the company.

If it weren't for this kind of evil, how could Song Jianzhi suddenly abandon Wei Xiao, and instead like to be with Ming Xu.

It turned out that Wei Xiao was hurt.

Song Jianyin clenched the folder tightly, and the hard clip scratched pain in her soft palm. At this time, the pain made her express some anger.

Anger silently rolled and boiled in the silent space. After a while, the stern-faced woman closed her eyes, stretched out her hand to open the partition, and ordered:

"Send some people to find Wei Xiao of the Wei family and bring them back."

"Yes." The ordinary-looking driver nodded.

In this way, with the strength of the Song family, Wei Xiao can also be found, but... there are shortcuts that can shorten the process.

Song Jianyin let out a sigh of relief, thinking of Wei Zhixuan.