Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Song Mengsheng hung the towel on the hanger, shook his head, turned around and went to the cloakroom to pick out a clean set of home clothes: "Let's eat first, I'm so hungry that my chest is stuck to my back."

Lu Baishen urged angrily, "Hurry up and take a bath."

Song Mengsheng ran out of the bedroom and ran towards the restaurant downstairs: "I don't want it, I'm really hungry! When I'm done eating, I'll take a hot bath!"

Lu Boshen chased after him in big strides.

But Song Mengsheng didn't want to take a bath first.

The two of them stared at each other for a long time, and finally Song Mengsheng took the initiative to drink two cups of hot water, eat dinner first and then take a bath.

However, just as Song Mengsheng was about to finish his meal, he suddenly started sneezing again and again.

Lu Baishen's face suddenly became gloomy, as scary as dark clouds passing through: "Just now I asked you to take a hot bath to relieve the cold air on your body, but you didn't listen, is it too cold now?"

"Not really! Ah Chiu..." Song Mengsheng was about to refute, but suddenly sneezed twice.

So, under Lu Boshen's sharp eyes, he rubbed his little nose with a dry smile: "It seems to be a little cold! I'm going to take a hot bath right now! Try to kill the cold virus in its cradle!"

Lu Boshen urged Song Mengsheng with his cold eyes.

But it seems that everything is too late...

When Song Mengsheng went to the bathroom to adjust the hot water, he felt a little pain in his head.

After taking a hot shower, I felt a little more comfortable, but immediately my throat started to hurt sharply.

"I asked the housekeeper to bring you some jujube and ginger soup." Lu Baishen looked at Song Mengsheng helplessly.

Song Mengsheng had a sore and itchy throat, and coughed violently: "Okay, let them bring it up quickly, and I'll finish it in one go."

Speaking of feeling uncomfortable, he quickly lay down on the bed, raised his hand and touched his forehead, feeling a little hot.

Lu Boshen directly called his personal doctor.

The private doctor thinks that Song Mengsheng has no major problems: "It should be a cold and fever caused by the rain and cold, and the degree is not high now, eat some vitamin C and fruit to improve immunity, and then pay attention to keeping warm and repelling the cold, wait for an hour or two Let's look at the specific situation."

"Okay then." Song Mengsheng wrapped the quilt tightly and lay down on the bed obediently.

Song Keke heard that Song Mengsheng was not feeling well, so he ran in slowly, and brought Song Mengsheng cold medicine very sensiblely.

Song Mengsheng touched Song Keke's head, and smiled softly: "Go back to your room and do your homework. Mom may have a cold that can't be transmitted to you."

"If mom is not feeling well, remember to take cold medicine. I'll give you this as well." Song Keke took out another piece of candy from her pocket.

Song Mengsheng and Lu Bai smiled deeply at each other.

When Song Keke was sick, she always felt that taking medicine was too bitter, so Song Mengsheng would give her a piece of candy.

It seems that children's hearts are also quite thin.

After Song Keke left, Song Mengsheng lay on the bed and played with his mobile phone boredly.

Lu Baishen stretched out his hand to help her tidy up the broken bangs on her forehead, then carefully covered the corner of the quilt, stood up and walked out of the room: "Go to bed early, I'll go out and do some work."

"Then hurry up and come back from your work, I want you to hug me to sleep." Song Mengsheng turned over and acted coquettishly.

Lu Baishen turned around and walked back, leaving a light kiss on Song Mengsheng's forehead, and at the same time folded the double quilt a little bit, covering her body: "Block the hot sweat, and you can get better sooner."

Song Mengsheng smiled slightly.

Lu Boshen turned and walked out of the bedroom.

The housekeeper and Mrs. Wang stepped forward worriedly and asked about it.

However, Lu Baishen's complexion gradually darkened, and there was a little sharpness in his cold voice: "Where's the driver today? Who gave you the courage to let Meng Sheng run into the room in the rain!"

"This..." The butler looked embarrassed.

The servants below are even more afraid to show their atmosphere.

"If there is anything wrong with her, I will never forgive you lightly!" Lu Baishen walked towards the kitchen and dining room angrily.

Knowing that Song Mengsheng likes to eat yogurt-flavored fruit soup on weekdays, he glanced around sharply with eagle-like sharp eyes, and continued to reprimand sharply: "Hurry up and prepare a yogurt-flavored fruit soup! And hot milk! No, replace the yogurt with salad ! So as not to eat bad stomach!"

"Yes! Master!" The servants didn't dare to make any sound other than responding.

Lu Boshen walked into the living room angrily, and when he saw the driver who was called, the anger on his handsome face became a little more intense: "You have been fired!"

The driver was taken aback, and bowed tightly: "Master, I was wrong! Please give me a chance! Next time, I will never let Young Mistress suffer any harm!"

"Get out." Lu Bai folded his legs angrily, looking a little irritable.

The driver bowed again and apologized: "I'm sorry, young master, say sorry to young mistress for me, and I'll leave now."

"Wait a moment!"

Song Mengsheng's weak voice came from the stairs.

Lu Boshen and the driver looked over one after another.

Song Mengsheng coughed, wrapped in a blanket, and walked down slowly: "It's none of his business, I was the one who ran back, and he was going to bring me an umbrella."

"Young Mistress, you don't have to explain it to me. It was indeed my negligence." The driver was an honest man, and felt guilty when he saw that Song Mengsheng was sick and uncomfortable.

With a cold face, Lu Bai stood up angrily: "Didn't I tell you to rest in the room! Why are you running around!"

"Then you can't look at you who don't know, wronging a good driver! Those who don't know are innocent, it's all a misunderstanding!" Song Mengsheng knew that Lu Baishen wanted to save face, so he deliberately gave it a step down.

"Go back and rest quickly." Lu Bai put his arms around Song Mengsheng's shoulders and walked upstairs to the bedroom.

Song Mengsheng struggled slightly, then looked back at the driver who was still standing in the living room: "Then you promise me, you will let him go, and I promise you will never run around again."

"Okay." Lu Baishen replied blankly.

After returning to the bedroom, Song Mengsheng quickly dropped the blanket, got into the bed, and wrapped it tightly around her body.

Lu Baishen watched the servant bring in the salad fruit, and then angrily reprimanded: "Why is the air conditioner turned on so low! Didn't you see that Meng Sheng felt very cold!"

"Master and grandma, don't be angry, I'll fix it right away!" The maid trembled with fright, put the salad fruit cheese on the small coffee table in front of the French window, and tremblingly held the remote control of the air conditioner to increase the temperature .

Song Mengsheng grabbed Lu Baishen's sleeve and shook his head lightly: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry so much!"

Lu Bo's deep narrow eyes narrowed sharply, with a slight sullen tone in his tone, he turned around and lay beside Song Mengsheng: "See if you still mess with yourself in the future!"

"Am I wrong? Don't be angry anymore!" Song Mengsheng blew a kiss to Lu Boshen, and lay quietly on the bed.

It's just that it didn't take long before I felt cold all over, and I kept covering myself with the quilt. I felt weak all over, and coughed very weakly.

Occasionally when I sat up to drink water, my mind was muddled and I had a terrible headache.

At this time, Lu Boshen forced her to take cold medicine and antipyretics.

But it will take some time for the medicine to work. Song Mengsheng is lying on the bed quite uncomfortable, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Lu Bai lay deeply beside her, his cold eyes softened helplessly: "Persevere, you will be fine after taking the medicine."

Song Mengsheng was not in the mood to respond at all, and closed his eyes tightly, brewing sleepiness.

Lu Bai was so distressed that he was at a loss, he simply grabbed Song Mengsheng's hand and placed it in front of him.

Song Mengsheng turned over and leaned gently on Lu Baishen's body, but felt that the discomfort in his body was slightly relieved.

Just like that, I gradually fell asleep.

In the early hours of the morning, Lu Baishen worried that Song Mengsheng would not be able to sleep, so he took a look at the time with his phone, poured some hot water, and gently woke Song Mengsheng up: "Is your throat still hurting? Look at your lips are dry and cracked." , thinking about drinking some water and taking some vitamin C."

"Okay." Song Mengsheng spoke with a hoarse voice.

In addition, because of the low-grade fever, his face was abnormally rosy.

Lu Bo blew the hot water back and forth a few times with deep distress, and handed it to her mouth: "Be careful of the heat."

Song Mengsheng smiled weakly at Lu Bai, then obediently drank it.

After lying on the bed again, Lu Boshen found an ice pack and applied it to her forehead, and gently hugged her, comforting her silently.

Song Mengsheng was secretly moved when he saw that this usually cold, arrogant and noble man took care of him patiently, and gradually fell asleep again.

When she woke up the next morning, she saw Lu Boshen sleeping in the same position, facing her all night.

He takes so much care of himself?
Song Mengsheng licked his lips slightly, reached out and grabbed Lu Baishen's hand, feeling distressed as well.

Lu Baishen thought that Song Mengsheng was calling him for something, so he woke up from his sleep in an instant: "What's wrong?"

Song Mengsheng quickly reached out to touch Lu Baishen's handsome short hair, and said softly, "Why are you so stupid?"

"Did I wake you up?" Lu Baishen reached out and covered Song Mengsheng with the quilt.

Song Mengsheng blinked lightly, and his eyes were slightly rosy: "Just say you are stupid, you still don't believe it! It's just a small cold, you are too nervous!"

Lu Boshen sat up lazily, and was still yawning when he spoke: "Don't pay attention to minor illnesses, and it will be too late to react when they are serious."

"I really convinced you, I don't need to make such a fuss in the future, but because of your careful care, I seem to be much better." Song Mengsheng raised his hand and touched his forehead, and found that the low fever had subsided, and with such a movement, I found that my pajamas were soaked through.

Lu Baishen immediately called Mrs. Wang to give him a pair of clean pajamas, and then touched Song Mengsheng's small face himself: "I covered my hot sweat and took cold medicine, it really helped."