Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival

An open door with two people standing inside and outside the door.

Ming Xu had a hard time describing what he felt in his heart, and he forgot his words for a while.

Song Jianzhi was in front of him, half a head shorter than himself, with long curly chestnut hair and fluffy hair. Obviously not doing anything, just standing there, it makes people's tongue feel sweet.

The furry Song Jianzhi said to himself, "Li Man said you came up without dinner, why didn't you eat?"

The sound is also sweet.

Mingxu licked the roots of her teeth with her tongue, she lowered her eyes, frowned slightly, and controlled it to a level that Song Jianzhi could see clearly, "I'm a little tired."

Song Jianzhi really picked it up sensible, "How about it? If you don't have the energy, you need to eat, why don't you drink some porridge? Nourish your stomach."

"I don't want to drink." Mingxu made no secret of his picky eaters, and suddenly realized that in some way, he was spoiled by Song Jianzhi, who was obedient.

"Yes, porridge is quite tasteless." Song Jianzhi obviously didn't think much, "Do you have anything you want to eat? I'll let the hotel do it."

Want to eat meat.

Song Jianzhi was in front of him, with fragrant meat in front of him, and a silk hole behind him. How could the strong, obedient and soft "Little Tang Monk" escape.

But Song Jianzhi is worried about herself.

Although it's just a trivial matter of not having dinner, no one will pay much attention to it. Most actresses never eat dinner in order to maintain their figure.

Only Song Jianzhi, Li Man guessed that he wanted to deceive Song Jianzhi with the hook, and she obediently took the bait.

A little thing that is not vigilant about itself.

Ming Xu was a little confused for a while, couldn't she feel her coveting, her intentions, and her undisguised desires?

I don't know how to hide.

Such a person.

She is like that.

Mingxu's careful thinking and small tactics can no longer be used.

She was willing to let it go.

She heard herself say, "I want to go out for a walk and have some snacks, do you want to join us?"

Song Jianzhi nodded quickly, as if afraid of Mingxu's repentance, "Okay, okay, they said that there is a hot and sour noodle restaurant that is particularly delicious."

Ming Xu smiled and said to her: "I'll pack up, wait a moment."

She turned around and went in, Song Jianzhi stood there, and was taken away by that extremely beautiful smile for a moment.

Mingxu... It's really nice.

When Mingxu came out of the room, he could hardly see his face.

It looks very soft in the warm yellow light.

After all, the crew couldn't hide the fact that they were filming here, and it was night again, so there was no need to act like a thief.

Because there are not many tourists recently, it is more comfortable than in big cities.

But the little girl at the front desk is worthy of being a cotton wool. As soon as she saw Mingxu's figure, her eyes lit up, and she almost stood up to salute.

Mingxu was walking forward when he suddenly found that there was no one around him.

She doesn't stop looking back.

"Big star, sign your name for the little fan." Song Jianzhi giggled.

I'm coquettish again.

Ming Xu took the pen and paper, then took Song Jianzhi back to the front desk, and walked to the cotton wool: "Hello, what is your name?"

Cotton stammered: "Ah, my name is, my name is Wang Yuanyuan!"

"Mingxu, I like you very much, I have watched every drama of yours!" Wang Yuanyuan mustered his courage and said, the excitement in his voice could not be suppressed.

"Thank you - the king of three horizontal and one vertical? A square and a circle?"

"No, it's the Yuan of New Year's Day." Wang Yuanyuan seemed to realize something, his eyes brightened, looking at Ming Xu expectantly.

Ming Xu moved his right hand slightly and wrote a to sign.

“to Wang Yuanyuan: everything wins

Ming Xu”

The handwriting is correct and beautiful.

After Mingxu finished writing, he put on the pen cap, turned the paper over so that the words were facing Wang Yuanyuan, and then handed it over, his voice was clear: "Thank you for your liking, everything goes well."

"Ah, ah, thank you! Thank you Mingxu!" Wang Yuanyuan took over the to sign, his cheeks were flushed with excitement, and he could not wait to jump three times now!

During this process, Song Jianzhi was lying on the front desk watching.

After they turned around, Wang Yuanyuan carefully placed the to sign on the table, and then quickly took out his mobile phone to select a filter to take a photo and send it to Weibo:

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Ahh! [Pictures]"

The two walked outside, Song Jianzhi took Mingxu to the eating place, Mingxu followed her, looked at the corner of her lips that she didn't put down after she raised it, and asked Said: "Are you happy?"

"Is there?" Song Jianzhi was puzzled, and then the corners of her lips raised again, "Seeing how happy she is, maybe I am also happy, I didn't pay attention if you didn't say it. "

Ming Xu paused and said casually: "She is happy, so are you happy?"

Huh?

"I'm not familiar with her." Song Jianzhi said casually, "It's just that you are liked by so many people, it's good."

The tone is relaxed and the mouth is natural, as if she said it casually, with a touch of emotion.

Ming Xu was stunned, then looked at her.

Song Jianzhi turned her back to herself, unable to see her expression.

Mingxu's heart moved slightly.

Song Jianzhi suddenly stopped and said with a smile, "I found it!"

Ming Xu's words were not spoken.

Song Jianzhi happily pulled Mingxu in, and sat in a remote corner, "Boss, I want two hot and sour noodles, and one without coriander—wait, you want to be on camera, Can you eat spicy food?"

"No, so two servings are mildly spicy."

"I can eat spicy food!" Song Jianzhi was very dissatisfied.

"You can't." Mingxu said lightly, his tone could not be refuted, "Eating too spicy will make you uncomfortable at night."

Song Jianzhi argued, "I was fine with the food you cooked last time."

Mingxu glanced at her: "That's the mild spicy level here, what do you think?"

Song Jianzhi:…

Doubt life.

The proprietress saw that they were fighting, and then she confirmed, "Then two are slightly spicy?"

Mingxu is the master of the house, "Yes, please."

The two took their seats, and Song Jianzhi said suspiciously, "Really? The food I've eaten in the hotel these two days is not spicy."

"The hotel knows that we are a crew from S city, and we made it according to the taste." Mingxu smiled, and then asked again, "Have you never been to n city? The taste here is a bit different. Heavy."

I haven't been here before, this is the second place she has been in this world.

I grew up abroad and never came here.

Song Jianzhi unconsciously turned around with a teacup and nodded, "Yes."

Mingxu took her tableware, scalded it with boiling water, and put it back in front of her. Song Jianzhi watched Mingxu's movements and tried to reach out, "I'll do it myself."

"The water is a little hot." Mingxu rejected her, "I'll just come."

Song Jianzhi could only watch from the side, waiting to take his share from Ming Xu. The white porcelain tableware was ironed with boiling water, and the temperature spread from the fingertips to the heart .

The hot and sour powder is worthy of praise from the crew. It is spicy and sour, with a layer of red oil, but it is not greasy. The sweet potato flour is soft and very strong, and it tastes very good.

Ming Xu saw that Song Jianzhi was eating so much that he couldn't lift his head, so he said leisurely, "Is it spicy?"

"Hmm, um." Song Jianzhi raised her head, her mouth was red, and her face was red as soon as the heat was steaming.

Ming Xu smiled slightly.

Two young girls were also eating hot and sour noodles in the store. When they saw Mingxu's face, their pupils dilated for a moment, with a look of disbelief on their face, Mingxu raised his fingers gently Than to the lips, "Shh."

"Let's go out for a snack."

Really Mingxu! OMG! !

The girls covered their mouths violently and nodded.

Ming Xu didn't eat much, so he put on a mask. When Song Jianzhi finished eating and was about to leave, Mingxu asked the proprietress to borrow a pen and signed the names of the two girls.

After coming out of the hot and sour noodle shop, Song Jianzhi saw another interested—

It was a small stall at the end of an alley, a machine guarded by an old man.

The old man was wrinkled and surrounded by a few children. He was already a regular customer at a young age.

"I want strawberry flavor, strawberry flavor is the best."

"I want blueberries, delicious!"

In addition to asking these little customers what flavors they want and receiving money, the old man was silent, but the action of drawing the bamboo sticks was very neat, and the clouds were made from his hands, pink and white , blue, very beautiful.

Song Jianzhi's eyes couldn't move.

Ming Xu walked over there and said a few words to the old man. After a while, a cloud of pink on the outside and blue on the inside was produced, light and soft.

Ming Xu gave this bunch of clouds to Song Jianzhi.

Song Jianzhi was a little stunned, reached out to take it, and said softly, "Thank you."

Ming Xu looked at the sky, "Let's go, it's time to go back."

"Hmm."

The two walked back side by side.

The sky was paved with black velvet and studded with diamonds. People come and go on the street, in groups of three or five, and the nose is sweet.

There are people you like.

There is nothing better.

Mingxu tilted his head slightly, his eyes were gentle: "Don't you eat?"

Song Jianzhi looked left and right: "It looks so good, I don't want to eat it."

Ming Xu raised his eyebrows, "Then I eat?"

Song Jianzhi: ?

"Isn't this bought for me?" She had round cat eyes and dared not believe.

"If you don't eat before the hotel, Director Song will carry it in." Mingxu thought about the picture and smiled softly, "I'm helping you."

Song Jianzhi said solemnly, "Do your own business."

Song Jianzhi took a bite and ate a cloud of powder.

Puffy, she turned around and faced Mingxu with the intact face: "Want to have a bite?"

The author has something to say:Writing about the part where the gardenia was eaten, I actually wrote that I was hungry.

Gardenia can be eaten, I have fried two plates of gardenia scrambled eggs from a gardenia tree in my house!

Song San's hair tipped gently around his waist, making him even more hairy. (no)

Thank you bosses

Thanks to the deep water of my little devil, I will add more tomorrow (probably)