Dressed as the boss's palm pet

The four eyes met, and it seemed to be dancing a romantic waltz.

As soon as Lu Baishen's arm was strong, he helped Song Mengsheng up.

"be careful."

Listening to the magnetic voice above his head, Song Mengsheng nodded lightly. With the help of Lu Boshen's strength, he stood up steadily, took the towel, turned and walked out of the bathroom.

When the bath towels were brought in again, Lu Boshen was blowing his hair with a hair dryer. His whole body looked clean and fresh, and there was a handsome vigor beneath his natural coolness.

Song Mengsheng blinked, afraid that he would think wildly again, so he hurried out of the bathroom.

It was just that Lu Bai was blowing deeply, thinking of the scene just now, his throat rolled twice unconsciously, feeling a little dry for no reason.

It's really weird today.

Lu Boshen tugged at the collar of his pajamas very speechlessly, feeling that he couldn't live with this woman today, and walked out of the bathroom after drying his hair.

It happened that Song Mengsheng was also eating ice cream, trying to calm his mood.

But when she was sitting cross-legged, the fair skin under the nightdress was faintly visible, but there was an indescribable temptation and beauty.

Lu Boshen's eyes darkened a little.

Song Mengsheng also felt that the atmosphere had become subtle, and pulled off the quilt and covered her body: "Well... I feel that the room is a bit hot, do you want to eat ice cream together?"

"No." Lu Boshen resolutely refused, and sat beside Song Mengsheng.

Song Mengsheng had no choice but to gnaw silently.

Lu Boshen glanced at her calmly, and found that there was some ice cream on the corner of her lips, which looked cute, but had a different feeling.

He always felt as if he was being led astray by Song Mengsheng's eyes. After thinking for a while, he stood up and said something to Song Mengsheng in a cold voice.

"You take a good rest here today, I'll go back to my room."

Song Mengsheng didn't think much about it, and took a big bite of the ice cream: "Okay, okay, no problem. Let's leave it at that for today."

It feels like a lonely man and a widow in the middle of the night, and it's really not the same thing when two people always live together.

Song Mengsheng watched Lu Baishen turn and leave calmly, continuing to fight for the ice cream in his hand.

Originally, the two young masters were fine, but the housekeeper who was waiting at the door saw Lu Boshen return to his room, and thought the two were angry because of a quarrel, so he quickly gave the servant behind him a look.

Everyone is busy and careful.

The atmosphere in the whole villa became inexplicably tense.

But Song Mengsheng and Lu Baishen didn't know, they stayed in their own rooms, busy with their own affairs.

Song Mengsheng felt a little bored after eating the ice cream, turned around and ran to the living room to watch TV, and at the same time was making a video call with his best friend.

"I don't know what's wrong today, but looking at Lu Boshen, I feel very handsome."

Xia Qiqi put on a facial mask while on the video call, and gently massaged her hands: "It's not that she's handsome today, she's handsome every day! The one in your family is the dream lover in the hearts of thousands of girls!"

Song Mengsheng made a vomiting motion: "Isn't Liang Wenning the most handsome in your heart?"

"Subjective consciousness and objective consciousness, understand?" Xia Qiqi used the remaining essence of the mask and patted her arm gently.

So Song Mengsheng couldn't help but make a mask.

"Okay, okay, I'm all subjective consciousness today."

"Could you be Sichun?" Xia Qiqi suddenly smirked.

Song Mengsheng waved his small pink fist at the camera: "I'm in the living room, please pay attention to your words and deeds! Always tell the truth!"

Xia Qiqi couldn't help but burst out laughing until her wrinkles were crinkled together: "Sister, why don't you be so funny!"

Song Mengsheng sighed softly: "It's mainly in the bathroom today, so I can't help but think wildly."

Xia Qiqi became even more curious, lowered her voice and continued to ask: "What about him? Will he also..."

Song Mengsheng shook his head quickly: "No, he went back to his room to sleep, do you think it's strange?"

"Could it be something that's not good enough? He didn't eat you, and ran back to his room..." Xia Qiqi continued to gossip.

Song Mengsheng rolled his eyes speechlessly: "I suspect you are driving, but I have no proof."

"Oh, I'm just asking if you two can do it!" Xia Qiqi exclaimed in the video.

Song Mengsheng turned around and watched TV: "Let everything take its course."

At this time, a faint voice sounded from the side: "That's Song Mengsheng's problem."

Song Mengsheng was so frightened that his hands trembled, and he almost threw the phone out: "Why do you walk without making a sound?"

Holding the water glass, Lu Boshen replied calmly: "It's because you chatted too happily."

Xia Qiqi laughed loudly on the video call: "I said, what the hell is going on with you two?"

Lu Boshen replied unceremoniously first: "This woman is having a fit today, and her eyes are always wrong. There is no way, I have to change the room."

"This...Young Master Lu, are you still a normal man?" When Xia Qiqi said this, she covered her face with her hands, with a look of death.

Song Mengsheng collapsed on the sofa at that time: "Sister, you really dare to say it!"

Lu Boshen's complexion was also a bit dark, but after thinking about it carefully, he answered very patiently: "Of course, but I suspect a certain woman now."

Song Mengsheng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and quickly stood up and pushed Lu Boshen back to the bedroom: "Go and rest quickly! Our girlfriends finally chatted together, so don't eavesdrop!"

Lu Boshen looked at her speechlessly, then turned and left helplessly.

I thought in my heart that if you, a little woman, were not nervous at every turn, why should I take care of your mood so much.

But, once is enough.

He won't be such a gentleman in the future...

Song Mengsheng watched Lu Boshen's figure disappear in the corridor, quickly made the video call again, and looked at his best friend reproachfully: "I really convinced you, so you are not afraid that he will get angry and slap you? "

Xia Qiqi was out of breath from laughing a long time ago: "If your man wants to slap me, he has to think about the Xia family. Besides, resuming your marriage relationship is like falling in love and playing house. , can't there be a god assist? Your sister can only sacrifice herself!"

Song Mengsheng continued to roll his eyes: "After all, I have to thank you?"

"That's my honor." Xia Qiqi smirked.

……

The first business exchange meeting organized by Lu Group went very smoothly.

As for the second session, it is planned to be held in the form of a business exchange dinner.

Song Mengsheng saw that he was not busy at work that day, so he went to the dinner party after get off work.

"Don't worry, Dad, this business exchange dinner is for everyone to make contacts and meet friends. You just chat with them normally. Just wait, I'll be there in a while."

While waiting for the signal light, Song Mengsheng sent a comforting message to the nervous Father Song.

Father Song could only smile helplessly: "You better hurry up, everyone sees that I am Lu Baishen's father-in-law, and they all surround me, which makes me very uncomfortable."

Song Mengsheng could only reply with an apologetic emoji: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, it's all my fault, and my fault for not letting you guys get in touch well before."

After finishing speaking, he put down his phone and drove the car with a focused expression.

Everything went smoothly on the road, but when we arrived at the dinner party, there was still a little trouble.

"You don't have an invitation letter, so you can't enter the dinner party."

The bodyguard at the door reached out to stop Song Mengsheng.

Song Mengsheng helped his forehead helplessly: "Do you know who I am?"

The bodyguard replied solemnly: "You are the young mistress of the Lu Group."

Song Mengsheng anxiously stepped forward to go in: "You know who I am, why don't you let me in? This is a dinner hosted by the Lu Group."

The bodyguard's expression became troubled: "Young Mistress, don't be angry, the order from our superiors is that there is no invitation letter, absolutely no one can be let in, here is the order, we really have nothing to do."

"You are so brainless!" Song Mengsheng pointed at the bodyguard and turned around angrily.

She called Song's father, and there was no extra invitation letter there.

After much deliberation, I had no choice but to call Lu Boshen.

It happened that Lu Boshen was also on the way, so Song Mengsheng waited for a while.

I thought everything would go well when Lu Boshen came, but Song Mengsheng was stopped again.

As soon as the general manager of the hotel hosting the dinner heard that Lu Baishen was about to arrive, he hurriedly stood at the door in a grand manner, ready to greet him.

But this time, the person in charge of the dinner party of the Lu Group was worried that there would be trouble if the people on the scene were mixed together, so he specially put forward many strict requirements on the hotel.

It's just that he never expected that when the general manager of the hotel came down to greet him, Lu Boshen also symbolically gave an invitation letter, and at the same time, he took a meaningful look at the little woman behind him.

The general manager stretched out his hand with a smile: "Young Master Lu, please."

Lu Boshen maintained a lonely and arrogant attitude, and approached the banquet hall.

Song Mengsheng also hurriedly followed, but was blocked by the general manager's hand.

"Miss, where is your invitation letter?"

"No way, come again? Why are you people so stubborn?" Song Mengsheng looked ahead, wanting to call Lu Boshen back.

It just so happened that Lu Boshen answered a phone call at this time, and stopped at the entrance of the hall.

In fact, the person waiting was also Song Mengsheng.

However, this general manager just came back from a foreign country, and he didn't know Song Mengsheng at all: "I can't do without an invitation letter, this is an internal dinner, you should go back."

"I'm with him!" Song Mengsheng stretched out his finger to land on Lu Baishen's back.

The corner of the general manager's mouth twitched: "To tell you the truth, many people today claim to be relatives of the Lu family. We can only accept the invitation letter. Without the invitation letter, we can't talk about it."

Song Mengsheng frowned and shouted: "Lu Baishen!"