Dressed as the boss's palm pet

On weekend nights, the two had had enough fun outside, and went home hand in hand.

Song Mengsheng lay lazily on the sofa, feeling indescribably happy.

Lu Boshen returned to the bedroom and changed into casual home clothes, and sat lazily on the single sofa next to Song Mengsheng, with a pleasant voice: "I gave you these gifts, do you still like them?"

Song Mengsheng sat up a little bit, looked sideways at Lu Boshen, and nodded vigorously: "Of course I like it, thank you very much, husband."

Lu Bai's deep eyes lit up, and he said slowly: "Since my wife wants to thank me, why not show some sincerity."

Song Mengsheng sat down next to Lu Baishen subconsciously: "What do you mean? Do you want me to do something?"

Lu Baishen reached out and hooked her chin, and said in a cold voice, "Go and help me put the bath water, of course, make it perfect."

Song Mengsheng looked directly into the black eyes, and nodded seriously: "Okay, is it that simple?"

"En." Lu Bai replied coldly.

Song Mengsheng immediately sat up, got up and ran back to the bedroom.

Now the two of them basically slept in the same room all the time, and the housekeeper and servants all silently moved Lu Boshen's things into her room.

While thinking, Song Mengsheng turned on the faucet, and at the same time called Mrs. Wang to take a lot of rose petals and throw them into the bathtub.

Looking at the bathtub connected to hot water, he shook his head again: "It seems that there is something missing, come here, bring a bottle of red wine, some fruit, and some French fries for snacks, oops, just have a steak Alright, put this on a small table."

After Song Mengsheng ordered a long circle, he clapped his hands in satisfaction, sat on the small bench in the bathroom, and waited for the bathtub to be filled with water.

Not long after, Lu Boshen opened the door and walked in.

As soon as the door was opened, the heat was lingering, and Song Mengsheng's face was moist and pink.

"Let me see how your preparations are going?" Lu Boshen said while walking towards the bathtub in the bathroom.

The water was still rushing, Song Mengsheng stood up and extended his hand to Lu Baishen enthusiastically: "Of course I prepared well! Dangdang, look! Is it perfect enough?"

"There's still something missing." Lu Baishen turned around and walked towards the washing area.

Song Mengsheng cautiously followed behind Lu Boshen, saw him stop, and obediently stood under the hanger.

Just as Lu Boshen turned around, the tall figure approached Song Mengsheng.

Under the hazy mist, Lu Boshen's deep and cool eyes locked on Song Mengsheng's face.

Song Mengsheng looked at him quietly, and his slender and stylish figure was pressed against the wall behind him: "What else is missing?"

She asked softly, feeling that the bathroom was a little hot and humid, and her mouth was a little dry, so she licked her lips lightly.

However, he saw Lu Boshen stretch out his hand to her, and gently squeezed her shoulder.

She swallowed subconsciously, and quickly folded her arms nervously: "What are you doing? Don't mess around! I don't have free services here!"

Lu Bai gave a deep and cold chuckle, deliberately smiled coldly, and moved his face closer: "Woman, you look like a bathroom temptation now."

"What temptation is not temptation? There are steaks over there to tempt you..." Song Mengsheng's face became a little more rosy, and she hurriedly turned her head to look away shyly.

But at this time, Lu Baishen also stretched out his other hand, and placed it beside Song Mengsheng's ear, thumping forcefully.

Now Song Mengsheng was directly imprisoned in the corner, unable to move left or right, and had no way to retreat.

"Don't... don't mess around..."

Lu Bai smiled lightly and got closer.

Song Mengsheng quickly covered his face with one hand, lowered his head and screamed: "Ah! Molested!"

The chuckle above his head became more pronounced.

However, after waiting for a long time, there seemed to be no movement in front of him. Song Mengsheng quietly opened his fingers and took a peek.

He found that Lu Baishen was holding a big bath towel in front of him, and looked at her with a half-smile.

He suddenly understood what was going on with Lu Baishen's actions, and instantly blushed up to his ears.

"This...so it looks like this...hehehe..."

Song Mengsheng quickly turned his back to face the wall, raised his hand and beat his head vigorously.

God, what was she thinking about just now!

It's really embarrassing!
Lu Baishen folded the bath towel carefully, and asked calmly, "You don't really want to have something here, do you? It's okay, just change the mood of life as you said."

Song Mengsheng quickly raised his head, and hurried towards the bathroom door: "Don't, don't, I don't mean that! You take a good hot bath! I'm going out first!"

Behind him, came the man's even higher-pitched laughter.

Song Mengsheng fell on the bed, beating the bed with both hands angrily, feeling ashamed.

"Oh, what happened just now... It's all because of the sound of running water, and the heat inside, making people think wildly!"

Song Mengsheng sighed softly, turned around and went to Song Keke's room, watched Song Keke do homework, and got busy with her.

Song Keke used to be timid and cowardly, and didn't dare to say or do anything lightly, but after following Song Mengsheng for a long time, his style of speaking and doing things was much closer to Song Mengsheng's, and he was straightforward.

It didn't take long to complete a painting.

"Mom, look at this! This is our family of three going on an outing!"

Song Mengsheng picked up the painting and looked at it. Looking at the crooked lines on it, he sincerely praised: "Not bad! My precious daughter is still very talented! The painting is very vivid! But it feels like something is missing?"

"What's missing? Should I draw the piano in? Or should I dance on the grass?" Song Keke thought of her hobbies, biting the tip of her pen and thinking seriously.

Song Mengsheng put down the painting solemnly, reached out and touched Song Keke's head: "I see, it seems that our family of three hasn't gone out for an outing very much, why don't we have a real outing!"

"Long live mother!" Song Keke threw herself into Song Mengsheng's arms excitedly.

Song Mengsheng took care of Song Keke to lie on the bed and prepare to fall asleep, and then returned to the bedroom.

 Lu Boshen should still be in the hot bath, her star-like eyes rolled around, and curiously opened the bathroom door a crack.

This man should be coming out soon.

Since you want to serve, just serve to the end.

She was about to ask Lu Boshen if there was anything else she needed, but Lu Boshen quietly opened his mouth.

"Have you seen enough?"

Song Mengsheng was taken aback, and quickly closed the bathroom door.

"Hey, that's not right! Why do I have a guilty conscience!"

But when he thought that he hadn't done anything, he opened the bathroom door again, and said with a dry smile, "I just want to ask you, is there anything else you need to serve? The towel is not wet, right? It's nothing, I'll go out first... ..."

"Wait a minute, go and find me a clean pajamas." Lu Baishen said softly from inside.

"it is good!"

After a while, Song Mengsheng tiptoed into the bathroom holding the pajamas in both hands: "I put it on the hanger outside for you, remember to change it."

 At this time, accompanied by the sound of splashing water, Lu Boshen suddenly stood up from the bathtub, and at the same time pulled the towel with one hand and wrapped it around his strong waist.

Song Mengsheng covered his eyes with his hands, turned his back quickly, and muttered to himself: "Don't look at evil, don't look at evil..."

After the words fell, he heard the sound of Lu Boshen stepping out of the bathtub, and stood there stiffly, motionless.

I don't know how long it took, but when he found that the man behind him hadn't moved, he quietly turned around, followed closely, and froze in place again.

Lu Baishen was changing into his pajamas unhurriedly, revealing his strong and sexy figure.

Song Mengsheng opened his mouth slightly, his expression a little dull.

This man is also in good shape.

If you get started... it must feel good.

"Have you seen enough?"

Lu Boshen had already changed into his pajama pants, and his bony fingertips were fastening buttons one by one.

Song Mengsheng quickly came back to his senses, shook his head vigorously, his eyes drifted back and forth, and finally fell on the things inside: "I feel a little distressed because I saw that you left so much food..."

"Are you sure you didn't see me, a little bit moved?" Lu Baishen picked up the towel and gently wiped his handsome short hair. There were crystal drops of water dripping down the side of his cheeks, which made the whole person unrestrained and unrestrained, with a smile on his face. A deadly temptation.

Song Mengsheng, who was said to be the center, blushed even more: "I didn't think so, you pack up quickly and go to bed earlier at night."

Before the words fell completely, her whole body froze again.

The last sentence just now seems to make people can't help but think wildly, it's quite ambiguous...

Song Mengsheng was in a daze when suddenly a bath towel was thrown over her head and surrounded her tightly.

His eyes went dark, he couldn't see anything, he reached out his hand to tear off the bath towel, but was gently held down by Lu Boshen's hand.

"I said, what are you thinking about all day? Hurry up and find a clean bath towel and wash it well. You have been busy all day, and your body stinks to death." I found a reason to dismiss her.

Song Mengsheng quickly tore off the bath towel, lowered her head and smelled the smell on her body: "Who said, it's obviously fragrant..."

Immediately afterwards, he couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth again.

It sounds like there is something ambiguous again.

Song Mengsheng felt that he couldn't stay in the bathroom anymore, so he quickly opened the door and walked out.

But his foot slipped, and the whole person immediately leaned back.

Lu Baishen hurriedly took a big step forward, and stretched out his slender arms to catch Song Mengsheng.

Immediately, the two had a gorgeous hug.

Like a romantic movie, Lu Baishen bent over, holding Song Mengsheng's waist tightly with both hands, and Song Mengsheng gently grasped Lu Baishen's arm with both hands, looking up.