Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Mother Song was so angry that she turned her back and didn't say a word.

Song Mengsheng's lips moved, but he hesitated to speak.

"Let's go, you need to calm down before communicating." Lu Baishen gently patted Song Mengsheng's shoulder.

Song Mengsheng nodded.

There were teardrops hanging in those star-like eyes, and she turned around lonely and aggrieved, and walked out of the house.

Really, she missed her mother so much!
Song Mengsheng lowered his head tightly, raised the corners of his lips and sneered at himself.

Lu Baishen held Song Mengsheng's hand with his backhand, silently conveying the power of comfort.

Song Mengsheng firmly held Lu Baishen's hand, lowered his eyes tightly, turned his back quietly, and shed a tear.

Lu Bai deeply felt the little woman beside him sobbing softly, sighed softly, stretched out his slender and delicate fingertips, and wiped away her tears.

She raised her head reluctantly and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Do you want to eat something?" Lu Baishen took out his phone and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Huh? Are you jumping up the topic too quickly?" Song Mengsheng was asked very suddenly, and when he turned and walked out of the elevator, he frowned slightly.

Lu Baishen frowned slightly, and glanced at the phone with some doubts: "When Zhiyue is in a bad mood, he will order a lot of delicious food."

Suddenly hearing such words from the cold man, Song Mengsheng couldn't help but burst out laughing: "It's so late, eating supper will make you fat. But this method really works."

As he spoke, a few crystal clear teardrops fell from his eyes.

Lu Baishen's inexplicable heart twisted into a ball, and he said softly, "It's not a bad day."

Song Mengsheng shook his head: "It's better to ask the housekeeper to prepare two cups of hot milk. Hot milk is good for sleep."

"Okay, don't cry." Lu Baishen continued to frown, and helped Song Mengsheng open the car door in a gentlemanly manner.

He really has no experience in coaxing girls.

Song Mengsheng could also hear it, grinning the corners of her mouth, and forced a smile: "Okay, I will fight for it. But your tricks to coax girls are really bad."

"If I have experience, you should be more worried." Lu Boshen put his hand on the door frame, and Song Mengsheng would accidentally knock his head when he got into the car.

Song Mengsheng was warmed by this little detail, sucked the tip of his nose forcefully, and got into the car.

It's just that when he calmed down, he still felt a little sad, so he was looking out of the car window in a daze along the way.

The road outside was very quiet, and there were almost no pedestrians in the middle of the night, but looking at it calmed her down a lot.

When returning home, Song Keke rushed over excitedly, wanting to fight with Song Mengsheng.

Song Mengsheng just coaxed a few times, but returned to the bedroom a little depressed.

Lu Bai looked at the sad and depressed back quietly, and ordered the housekeeper to prepare a rich fruit platter, brought it to the room himself, and placed it by Song Mengsheng's hand.

"Want something to eat?"

Song Mengsheng fell on the bed weakly, pulled a pillow casually, and hugged her tightly: "Stop eating, I have no appetite at all."

Lu Bai's eyes were deep, and he was silent for a while, then reached out and gently hugged Song Mengsheng in his arms, and patted her on the back: "Things will get better."

Song Mengsheng threw herself into Lu Baishen's arms, and wrapped his arms around his waist tightly: "When will I see the true colors of those bad guys... I'm really worried... and I really want to do things well... "

Lu Baishen took advantage of the situation and hugged Song Mengsheng tightly, and gently rested his firm and resolute chin on her shoulder, encouraging in a low voice: "You are doing very well now."

Song Mengsheng shook his head sullenly: "I don't think so, if it can be done well, there won't be such a big conflict..."

I can only say this on the surface, and I feel even more homesick in my heart.

But if he said such things to Lu Boshen, he would think he was crazy.

Lu Boshen was not very good at coaxing people, so he could only gently stroke her back with his hands, giving silent comfort.

Song Mengsheng smelled the clear and pleasant fragrance from the tip of his nose, sucked his little nose greedily, and leaned tightly into Lu Baishen's arms.

"You still let me be quiet, I can adjust myself."

"Okay." Lu Bai looked down at the little woman in his arms, his eyes flickered slightly, and there were circles of ripples in his heart.

The relationship between the two became much closer.

And she is willing to show what is deep in her heart with him...

Thinking this way, he hugged Song Mengsheng tightly with both hands, still unwilling to let go.

Song Mengsheng leaned quietly in Lu Baishen's arms, perhaps too comfortable, and soon fell asleep exhausted.

 Lu Bai looked at the little woman in his arms quietly, reached out and pulled the quilt aside, and gently covered her body, maintaining a motionless posture, and continued to sit.

Song Mengsheng didn't know what kind of dream he had in the dream, the corners of his lips gradually smiled, and he smirked twice.

Lu Bai looked at it in a daze, and his thin lips raised unconsciously.

Doesn't he like the optimistic and cheerful Song Mengsheng?

And now Song Mengsheng is more attractive than before, and it is easier to attract people's hearts.

……

The next day, Song Mengsheng slowly opened his eyes as the alarm clock rang.

Realizing that his head was resting on Lu Baishen's arm, two blushes instantly appeared on his fair cheeks.

 Could it be that she slept in this man's arms all night?

Song Mengsheng couldn't help stretching out his hand, and through the air, slowly drew the outline of Lu Baishen's facial features carefully carved like a craftsman, admiring with a smile on his face.

 At this time, Lu Baishen's obsidian-like eyes suddenly opened, and he said with a chuckle: "Haven't seen enough? Nympho girl."

Song Mengsheng was stunned for a moment, raised his hand, grabbed the pillow, and threw it towards Lu Baishen: "You are already awake, why don't you open your eyes?"

Lu Baishen quickly took the pillow, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "If I open my eyes, you won't have the chance to peek."

Song Mengsheng immediately reached out to grab the pillow: "Who wants to peek at you? You are talking nonsense! You are stinky!"

Lu Boshen turned sideways lazily, lying sideways on the bed, tearing at her effortlessly with one hand: "Look at your distraught look!"

Song Mengsheng pulled hard with both hands, and stared unceremoniously: "I think you have become acquainted with me recently! You have shown your original face!"

Lu Baishen sneered with disdain, and sat up slowly: "This sentence is also for you."

Song Mengsheng couldn't grab Lu Boshen, so he threw the pillow aside, embraced his arms in a rage, and turned his head to look aside: "A good girl doesn't fight with a man!"

"Good men don't fight with women." Lu Baishen chuckled, seeing that Song Mengsheng's mood was obviously much better than the day before, and secretly relieved.

 Song Mengsheng pouted, then turned around: "Can't you let me?"

"Kiss me once, and I'll let you go." Lu Baishen was also in a good mood, and couldn't help but want to tease her.

Song Mengsheng stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt, covering his face shyly: "I said, can you stop teasing me! Now is not the time to cooperate with you in acting!"

However at this time...

Lu Baishen firmly grasped Song Mengsheng's shoulders with both hands, and his eagle-like sharp eyes locked on the top of the head under the quilt, pulling her a little closer to his arms.

 Leaning forward, through the soft duvet, the thin lips gently covered it...

Song Mengsheng hid under the quilt and quietly opened his eyes, looking at the pitch-black area in front of him, his star-like pupils blinked back and forth in surprise.

Even through the soft duvet just now, she could clearly feel the gentle kiss on the forehead left by the man in front of her.

Heart, thumping, speeding up, as if about to jump out of throat, nervous and shy.

"Why don't you talk? Are you bored?"

Lu Boshen saw that the little woman inside the quilt was not moving, so he stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt away, and saw a flushed face, like a sweet and attractive apple.

Song Mengsheng turned his head awkwardly and looked away, reached out to touch the side of the bed, and quickly got out of bed and ran away: "No! I'm going to wash up!"

Behind him, came another cold chuckle from the man.

……

 A pleasant day begins with a lively morning, and the two get along very harmoniously.

During working hours, Lu Baishen continued to send Song Mengsheng to work as required in the agreement.

"Husband, I'm waiting for you to pick me up from get off work at night. Be careful on the way!" Song Mengsheng waved to him cheerfully, and when she turned around, her expression was a little dignified.

 Because as soon as I entered the studio, I thought of what happened the night before.

Peng Ran probably expected that Song's mother would act as a discipline agent, so she stood in the lobby of the studio early and greeted Song Mengsheng warmly: "Cousin, good morning!"

Seeing the culprit here, Song Mengsheng immediately looked over with a blank expression: "Didn't I tell you? Please call me Mr. Song during working hours, and don't bring your personal life emotions to work."

The last sentence, do not have deep meaning.

Peng Ran nodded with a smile, and said calmly: "Okay, Mr. Song is right, I will definitely pay attention to it in the future, and I will also behave well."

Song Mengsheng didn't bother to respond, and went straight into his office, thinking about doing important things well first, and then thinking about this person's problems.

 On the other side, Lu Baishen sent Xiao Sheng to investigate some things when he turned around and was on the road after sending Song Mengsheng to work.

"Did you see the name I sent you? You go and check carefully, what is this person doing behind the scenes, sort out the information and send it to me. Yes, it will be used soon."

Xiao Sheng was driving the car and waiting for the signal light. After hearing these words through the bluetooth headset, he swiped his phone and looked at it, but he couldn't help but sneered silently in his heart.

This one is more annoying than the other.