Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Lu Boshen ignored her at all, and walked out of the restaurant after dinner.

Song Mengsheng knew that Lu Boshen was a little irritable by being pestered by him these two days, so he continued to eat quietly.

After I was full, thinking about what happened today, I ran to the kitchen again and made a colorful fruit salad.

"Young Mistress, you must be careful! The wound on your hand was not healed last time..."

Mrs. Wang, who was cleaning up the room, saw it and hurriedly gave instructions.

Song Mengsheng carried the fruit salad and walked upstairs on his own: "Don't worry, I'm fine! I'm not hypocritical at all!"

The housekeeper and servants behind heard this, and their eyes widened in surprise.

Not hypocritical at all?
My mother, there was a big fart thing before, and she was going to die, making a big fuss in the villa.

This……

 Forget it, their young mistress must be speaking with conscience!
Yes, that's right.

At this time, Song Mengsheng had already walked to the door of Lu Baishen's room with a fruit salad in his hand.

 He raised his hand and knocked on the door politely, but there was no movement in the room.

I knocked again, and when I was sure no one answered the door, I pushed the door and walked in.

"Bo Shen? Husband?"

Hearing that there was no movement in the room, Song Mengsheng boldly walked forward.

A pair of crystal-clear eyes passed over the spacious and soft bed and landed on the balcony not far away.

Lu Boshen seemed to be sitting on a rocking chair on the balcony, tasting red wine.

Song Mengsheng didn't want to disturb Lu Boshen, so he put the fruit salad on the coffee table in the room.

When he turned to leave, he found the white shirt he had just changed on Lu Boshen's hanger.

"Sister-in-law Wang probably hasn't had time to pick it up yet... But it's hard work for Mrs. Wang to clean the master's underwear alone..."

Song Mengsheng muttered to himself, and took off the white shirt casually.

The white shirt was clean and seemed to have a nice faint fragrance.

With a move in her heart, she compared the white shirt to herself.

The white shirt was so big that it just covered her buttocks, revealing her beautiful legs.

"It's kind of sexy to wear men's clothes like this..."

She gestured again.

 As a result, when he looked up again, he unexpectedly met a pair of deep and unpredictable black eyes.

"That...I..."

"Why don't you knock and come in?"

With a cold expression on his face, Lu Baishen reached out and grabbed his shirt.

Song Mengsheng took a step back subconsciously, and found that there was no way to retreat, and pressed his back tightly against the wall: "I knocked on the door, but you didn't hear it."

Suddenly being found secretly trying on clothes in the room, I felt so embarrassingly embarrassing that I could only cover it up with a dry smile.

Lu Baishen hung up his shirt again, and his magnetic and hoarse voice carried a strong warning: "Once again, we will be separated for a long time."

Song Mengsheng raised her eyes in surprise, then pursed her lips stubbornly, and lowered her head: "Obviously you didn't hear it, and it's not my fault."

Lu Boshen took a step forward, narrowing his narrow and deep eyes slightly: "What?"

She shook her head quickly: "It's nothing, Mr. Husband is handsome, and everything is right."

Lu Bai's deep eyes flashed, and he was about to turn around and leave.

Song Mengsheng looked at the tall and straight figure of more than 1 meters, and quickly reached out and grabbed Lu Baishen's sleeve: "I have something to tell you later."

With his back to Song Mengsheng, Lu Baishen continued to walk towards the balcony step by step with no expression on his handsome face.

Song Mengsheng followed behind, and made a long story short: "Do you have time in two days? Let's go home and have a meal together. My dad has been away on business trips for a long time, and I heard that he will be back in these two days."

"Don't go."

The cold voice sounded quickly.

He didn't discuss it with Song Mengsheng, and he refused decisively if there was a question of time.

Song Mengsheng was a little dumbfounded, and followed into the balcony without hesitation: "Why don't you go? Just go to the house for a while and have a meal. Don't worry, I will never do anything to embarrass you!"

Unexpectedly, Lu Baishen pinched Song Mengsheng's slender chin with one hand, and his thin lips curled up in a smile that was not a smile: "Do you think the marriage between the two of us has reached the point where we can meet our parents for dinner at any time?"

Song Mengsheng didn't quite understand, subconsciously dodged backwards, and leaned against the railing again.

The man's tall and straight figure approached with great pressure, enveloping her in an awe-inspiring manner: "Didn't understand? Or should we change the method?"

Before the words were finished, Lu Baishen's hand gently stroked Song Mengsheng's swan-like soft cheek.

It's a soft touch, with a warm touch.

Sliding a little bit, as if getting an electric shock, trembling slightly...

Song Mengsheng suddenly had a bad feeling, and quickly grabbed Lu Baishen's wrist: "What are you going to do?"

"Of course it is..." Lu Bai's deep obsidian eyes flashed a little joke, and he sneered and increased his hand movements.

The voice changed, and then said: "Let our relationship go back to normal, or go a step further?"

Song Mengsheng's head buzzed, and his whole body became stiff.

It seems that he also understood Lu Baishen's intention...

It seems that in a rigid marriage relationship between two people, there is no need to meet with family and friends of both parties.

Now she suddenly brought up that he might not be used to it yet, because Yuan Chen was still angry about the excessive things before.

She closed her eyes nervously, and prepared her tone a little: "If not, we can talk about this matter in two days."

Anyway, as long as you keep the marriage relationship, it is enough.

Lu Bai gave a deep and cold laugh, and gently pressed his thin lips to her ears, dull, but it was a different kind of temptation: "I'm giving you a chance now, don't you want it?"

Song Mengsheng opened her beautiful eyes, and shook her head persistently: "Forget it, this kind of thing needs your love and my willingness."

The man clamped her chin violently again, forcing her to look at him: "Woman, when you treat marriage as a joke, you should be mentally prepared to deal with everything."

"Huh?" She blinked a little ignorantly, probably understanding the meaning.

"I don't have much patience." Lu Boshen let go of his hand suddenly, and pressed the service call button in the room.

The butler and servants knocked on the door and walked in.

Song Mengsheng glanced back at the people in the room, and quickly said to Lu Baishen: "I know! Don't worry, I did something stupid once, and it will never happen again! That...you have a good rest, I won't Sorry to bother you, see you tomorrow."

He didn't need the man's order to drive him away, so he ran away by himself.

When the room was empty, the man quietly looked at the night outside the window with his deep and cold eyes, without moving for a long time.

Good times and bad times for this woman...

It seems a little numb...

If it wasn't for grandpa, he probably wouldn't have kept her by his side either...

Thinking of what his stepmother said, he looked in a certain direction in the room, got up, and wanted to find out.

But the outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.

It seems... still not to the point of taking it out.

I don't even know what I'm hesitating about.

Lu Baishen walked into the bathroom with some annoyance.

In the bathroom, the sound of rushing water soon came.

It seems that it is also washing away the complex emotions in the heart, becoming clear and clear
……

Song Mengsheng returned to the room depressed.

Put away the bath water, put your head in your hands, and wailed in a low voice: "It's too difficult to please a male god!"

She pulled off the bath towel, and smiled in the mirror with difficulty: "Thinking of me, a big beauty, when did I actually learn to please men?"

Before wearing the book, she had many suitors around her.

Why did it fall into Lu Boshen's hands?

Song Mengsheng shook his head vigorously, got into the bathtub, and flipped through the information on the jewelry design forum boringly.

Looking at it, suddenly there was a shock.

"Oops!"

She almost forgot to investigate Peng Ran's affairs.

It is strange to say that the last time the data of SunGoddess Studio was leaked, it was also acquired by other companies forcibly, analyzed and analyzed, and after several days of careful observation...

She still thinks that the leaker is more than 90% likely to be Peng Ran.

However, this woman seemed to be very cautious in doing things, and she didn't see any small tricks of Peng Ran in private.

Song Mengsheng sighed, put on a moisturizing mask for herself, and then called Xia Qiqi: "Dear Miss Xia."

On the phone, Xia Qiqi coughed violently: "Eldest sister, did you make a mistake! Xia Da! It sounds very similar, you were scared too much, okay?"

Song Mengsheng didn't think much about it at first, and burst out laughing: "Well, our beautiful Miss Xia Qiqi, I would like to ask you to do me a favor."

Xia Qiqi suddenly smirked: "Are you going to meet Xiao Xianrou again? Don't worry, whether it is Lu Baishen looking for you or Zhang Han, I will help you block it!"

Song Mengsheng almost fell into the bathtub: "You are really my best friend! What I want to tell you is, do you have a reliable private investigator? I want to investigate Peng Ran!"

Xia Qiqi paused for a moment, and then let out a deafening scream: "My God, did I hear you right?"

"of course."

"I am an old ancestor! You have finally opened your mind! You know to investigate Peng Ran! I have long disliked her and thought there was something wrong with her, but you always listen to her! And her nasty Mom, you look like a vicious old hag! I give you bad ideas all day long!"

"Ahem, I'm sorry, my brain was really flooded at that time. Please check for me, is she responsible for the data leak?"

Song Mengsheng finally pulled the conversation between the two into the theme.

"Don't worry, leave it to me! Hey, I won't tell you now! My brothers asked me to play badminton! See you at work tomorrow!"

"Okay, go to bed early! Good night, meh!"

Song Mengsheng smiled and hung up the phone.

In my heart, I was extremely envious of Xia Qiqi.

Xia Qiqi is the daughter of the Xia family and the youngest sister.

There are three young and promising older brothers above her, who are the most favored at home. Perhaps it is because of the superior growth environment that she has grown into a super happy and sweet girl.

After getting to know her these days, Xia Qiqi's personality is also very similar to her own, she never loses money, and always revenges herself.

On the outside, she is coquettish and beautiful, pursues freedom, loves to play and dance, but also sunny and helpful.

Song Mengsheng is determined to get along well with Xia Qiqi.

But when she calmed down, she worried that the tragic plot in the original book would happen as usual, so she carefully recalled the plots of the stories she had read and compared them one by one.