Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Song Mengsheng smiled shyly: "Grandpa, don't make fun of us."

Lu Bai's deep and cool eyes fell on his grandfather: "Ginseng oolong tea is not sweet enough, fruit tea is better."

"Cut, you're the only one with a wife." Lu Patriarch said, forcefully placing two teacups in their hands.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Song Mengsheng thanked him while tapping on the tea table with his fingers.

This is the meaning of thanking for tea.

Ancestor Lu was very pleasantly surprised: "So you know the tea ceremony? You are very professional, girl!"

"Know a thing or two." Song Mengsheng smiled modestly.

Lu Bai looked at her with his deep, narrow and dark eyes: "I saw that you didn't show it at all before."

Song Mengsheng thumped in his heart, and waved his hands calmly on his face: "I'm low-key."

Lu Bai took a deep look at Song Mengsheng, but didn't speak.

The three of them continued to chat while drinking tea.

Song Mengsheng wanted to get rid of Patriarch Lu as soon as possible, so he shifted the goal of showing affection to the teacup in Lu Baishen's hand.

"Honey, I see that the cup of tea in your hand is of good color, I want to drink your tea." He reached out and put his hand on Lu Boshen's hand.

Lu Baishen passed the tea cup in his hand to Song Mengsheng with a blank expression: "They all taste the same, if you want to drink, I will give it to you."

Song Mengsheng smiled and blew a kiss to Lu Baishen, holding the teacup in both hands, and couldn't wait to drink it: "My husband's tea is sweet when you drink it."

"Then let me taste yours." Lu Baishen turned his body gracefully, reached out and picked up Song Mengsheng's teacup on the coffee table, and drank it calmly.

Song Mengsheng looked very surprised, this man actually used the cup she used.

Ancestor Lu was still surprised.

This is a move that can only be made by very close people.

As for Lu Baishen, he has always refused to share things with anyone, the only exception being this girl in front of him!
It seems that Song Mengsheng is a bit different to Lu Baishen.

Ancestor Lu smiled gratifiedly, and continued to skillfully operate the teapot: "Come on, come on, I didn't expect you young people to like drinking tea, I'll pour you some hot tea!"

The old man watched with satisfaction Lu Baishen and Song Mengsheng sitting in front of him as a pair, as if he had also seen their family of three in the future.

In the middle, Lu Baishen went to the bathroom, and the ancestor Lu immediately said to Song Mengsheng enthusiastically: "Girl has been doing well recently, hurry up and get rid of my precious grandson! I fully support you!"

Song Mengsheng almost choked on the tea: "Grandpa, we two really have a good relationship."

"Then I'm relieved." Ancestor Lu happily leaned back on the sofa and took another sip of tea.

It was getting late at this time, and the puppy Sensen outside the villa suddenly barked wildly.

"I'll take a look." Song Mengsheng stood up curiously and walked outside.

Ancestor Lu also stood up: "I'm going to see this precious little grandson too."

Song Mengsheng burst out laughing: "Grandpa, what do you call it... the elder grandson is Boshen, and the younger grandson is Sensen..."

Ancestor Lu snorted coldly with disdain: "Whoever makes Boshen so busy on weekdays and doesn't go home to see him is not as filial as Sensen."

"If he heard it, he would vomit blood." Song Mengsheng smiled, walked up to Sensen, and hugged her gently in his arms.

"I've developed immunity."

At this moment, a magnetic and deep voice suddenly came from behind the two of them.

Song Mengsheng turned around with a smile: "I didn't expect to be heard by you."

Lu Baishen took steady and elegant steps, and his eyes fell on the puppy in Song Mengsheng's arms: "It's so loud, it's hard not to hear it."

Then he glanced at his grandfather quietly, with a look of "as long as you are happy, you can do whatever you want" in the deep and cool eyes.

Ancestor Lu looked at Lu Boshen proudly, then stretched out his hand to tease the dog: "Come on, Sensen, quickly come to Grandpa's arms."

Song Mengsheng handed the dog out, and said casually: "Grandpa, I will prepare two sets of autumn clothes for Sensen and Lin Lin in two days, otherwise they might be cold sleeping in the kennel at night."

"Okay." Ancestor Lu smiled and entered the villa with the dog in his arms.

Lu Boshen frowned slightly in disgust.

Song Mengsheng saw it, but just smiled and didn't speak.

The next day, when Song Mengsheng went to work in the morning, he suddenly received a delicately packaged courier.

"Miss Song, please sign for receipt. This is the courier prepared by Mr. Lu Boshen for you."

The courier handed over the signature pen.

Song Mengsheng accepted it with some doubts, opened the package with a paper knife, and found two sets of small clothes inside.

"Huh? This dress looks pretty..." Xia Qiqi came over to watch the excitement, and reached out to pick up a small dress.

Song Mengsheng took a closer look, picked up another small piece of clothing, and looked at it carefully: "This is a dog's clothing. I didn't expect that this man doesn't like pets, and would prepare things for pets. It's hard to see."

"And it's a dog down jacket! It's still summer, why did you buy it so early?" Xia Qiqi followed Song Mengsheng to tear open the package.

Song Mengsheng took off the package, looked carefully, her beautiful eyes widened: "This is not an ordinary down jacket for dogs! This is a pet down jacket from Moncler! The price ranges from nearly 300 to 600 US dollars! Special models also need Go to the special counter to buy it!"

The corner of Xia Qiqi's mouth twitched: "It's just buying clothes for pets, so there's no need to waste so much trouble!"

Song Mengsheng put the dog's down jacket in the box, and smiled slightly: "Do you know what it's called? It means that you never know what unbelievable things will come out of luxury goods, but for rich people, it may be very normal .”

The corners of Xia Qiqi's mouth continued to twitch: "For example, it's normal for you and Lu Baishen."

Song Mengsheng squinted at his best friend: "Isn't it right for you?"

The two smiled at each other.

When he got off work, Song Mengsheng brought the dog's down jacket home.

When handing it to Patriarch Lu, she also casually said something else: "These two dogs are dressed extravagantly. If you prepare a golden dog bowl for them, then they have reached the pinnacle of dog life."

So, Lu Baishen stood aside and silently took out his mobile phone, and called his assistant Xiao Sheng: "Find a brand and order two golden dog bowls."

"Wait a minute! I want it too!" Song Mengsheng suddenly reached out and interrupted.

Lu Bai narrowed his narrow and charming sharp eyes, and his tone was full of doubts: "What do you want a dog bowl for?"

Song Mengsheng smiled, and took Lu Baishen's arm intimately: "I mean, I also want to eat with the golden rice bowl, for the sake of festive and auspicious."

Lu Boshen raised the corners of his lips with a half-smile, and joked, "I thought you were going to eat with a golden dog bowl."

Song Mengsheng rolled his eyes unceremoniously, stretched out his hand and shook off Lu Baishen's arm: "Who are you scolding?"

Lu Boshen shook his head helplessly: "These are all imagined by yourself."

In other words, it doesn't mean that at all.

But Song Mengsheng always felt that what he said just now seemed to be scolding himself, pouted angrily, and turned around to try on the dog's clothes.

Then he put away the remaining piece of clothing, and when he planned to go home, he gave it to Song Keke as a surprise.

Old Ancestor Lu was watching from the side, and couldn't help but sighed: "Hey, it's nice to be young! It's better to be young and in love! I'd better go back to my room to rest, old man!"

After Patriarch Lu turned to leave, Song Mengsheng got up and walked outside the villa, and put down the dog.

When she came back, she sat in the corner of the sofa, keeping a certain distance from Lu Boshen.

Lu Boshen was also quietly playing with his phone.

The two didn't communicate at all.

When it felt that it was getting late and was about to go back to the room to sleep, the two got up one after another, and walked back to the bedroom one after the other.

Entering the bedroom, Song Mengsheng closed the door and let out a heavy breath: "Now we are finally within the non-surveillance range."

I can breathe a sigh of relief.

Lu Baishen raised his finger and pointed to the door, then pointed to the wall inside the house, and warned coldly: "It's better not to say this in the future."

Song Mengsheng curled her lips helplessly, walked in front of the man, and said in a very low voice: "Don't you think the two of us have acted too much recently? I suddenly feel that there is no transition period for our relationship! It feels very unreal and very Fake!"

Lu Baishen's face turned cold suddenly, and his voice became cold: "Do you think they all look like you?"

"Everything looks like me?" Song Mengsheng didn't understand.

Lu Bai gave a deep and cold laugh, turned around and walked into the bathroom, ignoring her at all.

Song Mengsheng turned around and sat on the sofa in the living room: "What? It's inexplicable!"

Before she could finish her sentence, the phone rang.

It was a video call from the housekeeper of the villa.

As soon as the video call was connected, Song Keke sobbed with a sad face and said, "Mom and Dad, when are you coming back?"

Song Mengsheng rested his chin on one hand and sighed helplessly: "We can go home when we successfully complete the task."

Song Keke should have cried before, her big black eyes were red and swollen, she lay on the bed, pouted depressedly: "But I miss you very much."

Song Mengsheng hesitated for a moment, and said to the butler standing behind in the video: "Why don't you send Coco over tomorrow and stay with grandpa for two days."

In this way, ancestor Lu's place can be more lively.

"Okay, young mistress." The housekeeper responded softly.

Song Keke could see everyone as soon as he heard it, and sat up excitedly from the bed: "That's great! I miss my grandpa too! I really miss my parents too!"

"Silly girl, are you happy now? Hurry up and go to bed!" Song Mengsheng gave Song Keke a reproachful look, but her heart was warm.

Not my own, but my own.