Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Song Mengsheng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help bursting into laughter: "Your children's world is really simple! I mean you come home with us and live together in the future!"
The wailing sound stopped abruptly.

Song Keke was stunned: "Am I dreaming?"

Song Mengsheng smiled and took out a tissue and wiped her little nose: "Look at you crying with snot and tears, it's not cute at all. Wipe it well and go home with me."

Lu Boshen next to him looked at the innocent and lovely Song Keke, and couldn't help chuckling: "Yes, go home early and rest early."

Song Keke jumped up happily, then ran back to the bedroom cheering: "Wait for me a moment, I'll just change clothes!"

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Along the way, Song Keke couldn't believe everything in front of him, and looked at Lu Boshen and Song Mengsheng from time to time.

Song Mengsheng smiled and hugged Song Keke into his arms.

The first thing I did when I got back to the villa was to take her to wash up, change clothes and get ready for bed.

Song Keke was really happy, holding the hands of Lu Boshen and Song Mengsheng, when lying on the bed, the corners of his mouth were raised: "Papa Lu, Mama Song, I feel like I am the happiest child in the world right now."

Song Mengsheng bent over and kissed her tenderly on the forehead: "Yes, good night, go to sleep."

Lu Boshen also nodded gently.

Song Keke obediently closed her eyes.

Song Mengsheng gently covered her with a quilt, and tiptoed away.

The moment the lights were turned off and the door closed, the corners of his mouth also raised unconsciously.

Lu Baishen stood beside him, his deep and cool eyes gradually accumulated warmth.

When this woman is serious and gentle, she is quite attractive.

It happened that Song Mengsheng and Lu Baishen turned around and thanked you with a smile: "Although I thanked you, but seeing that you agreed with Keke to come back and prepare these things, I still want to thank you again. You..."

She blinked in disbelief: "You're not peeping at me, are you?"

The corners of Lu Baishen's mouth stiffened slightly, and he slowly approached two steps forward, with one hand propped on the wall: "Woman, has no one taught you to talk less and do more?"

Song Mengsheng shrank her neck subconsciously, her back was pressed tightly against the wall, but her mouth was arrogant: "That's when dealing with people, there is no need to do this with your own family? Besides, look, I will Look at me, what's wrong with you!"

Lu Boshen only felt that his majesty was being provoked, and looking at Song Mengsheng's glib mouth, he always wanted to teach him a lesson.

As a result, the slender and tall figure leaned forward slightly, and the thin lips moved closer...

It looks a little ambiguous...

It is also very rare for two people to be intimate for a while...

Song Mengsheng never expected that Lu Boshen would do this to him. His heart suddenly jumped like a deer, and he jumped up faster, and two blushes appeared on his fair cheeks.

The man in front of him is still approaching...

She has closed her eyes nervously.

However, just as he was about to have intimate contact, Lu Boshen suddenly came back to his senses, withdrew his arms abruptly, and stood up straight: "It's getting late, you should also hurry up and rest."

Song Mengsheng came back to his senses, looking back and forth in a panic: "Oh yes, I should rest earlier! My mind is a little bit bad!"

Saying that, he was about to leave.

Lu Bai pursed his thin lips lightly: "I went to the wrong room."

She turned around quickly and walked in the opposite direction quickly: "Oh, thank you for your reminder."

The door was opened abruptly, and closed in a hurry.

The whole person leaned against the gate, patting his small chest with both hands.

"Fortunately, nothing happened! Song Mengsheng, Song Mengsheng, you still have to leave here in the future, as long as you make sure that the two of you don't get divorced and don't experience a miserable life, but don't put yourself in it..."

For a man as good as Lu Boshen, there should be more good women to form the CP.

I don't know why, but I suddenly thought of Xing Niannian.

Song Mengsheng shook his head and murmured to himself: "But this woman seems to be a little tricky, let's forget it..."

"Bump."

At this time, this sentence suddenly floated in my mind.

 As soon as she slapped her brain, she remembered it all at once.

When Xing Niannian was about to leave, he actually called himself a bumpkin?

There are so many clothes and jewelry in her cloakroom, is she a bumpkin?

Song Mengsheng looked down at himself and was stunned.

A suit of business attire...for several days in a row...

It seems to be a bit of a bumpkin...

How does this work?

Song Mengsheng hurried into the cloakroom, picking up Yuan's clothes back and forth.

The costumes of the original body are various, but there is always a sense of sexy beauty.

She clearly remembered that in the original book, no matter what the original body looked like, those little fresh meats, even my aunt, Peng Ran, all praised her lavishly and gave her extravagant hype.

Song Mengsheng pouted, pressed the service bell in the villa, and called Mrs. Wang.

"Go and get some little girls who are about the same age as me."

She gave orders softly while flipping through the cloakroom.

Mrs. Wang immediately went out to do so.

When the little girls came in, everyone stood at the door of the cloakroom wondering.

"What does Young Mistress need us to do?"

Song Mengsheng took out two clothes from the first row of grids in the cloakroom, and gesticulated twice on one of the servants: "This dress suits you very well."

The servant was taken aback, and bowed in awe and apologized: "I'm sorry, young mistress, are you not satisfied with these clothes? I'll change them for you right away."

"That's not what I mean. I came to you because I don't think these clothes are suitable for me. I looked at some of the clothes that we haven't worn much, and some of them are brand new. Cheap"

Song Mengsheng gently stuffed the clothes into the servant's arms, and said with a smile: "I thought it would be a pity to throw them away, but if you don't mind, just pick some clothes here and take them away. Just throw it away for me."

"What? Are you going to throw it all away tonight? Then what will you wear tomorrow, young mistress?" Mrs. Wang frowned.

Song Mengsheng nodded: "Yes, I don't think most of them will be needed. If you don't mind taking them all away, I'll go shopping by myself tomorrow."

And she is not very willing to wear clothes worn by others.

Mrs. Wang was a little embarrassed.

The servants didn't dare to mess around and hesitated with each other.

Song Mengsheng sighed heavily: "I told you very seriously, if you don't need these, it's fine, now help me throw away all these clothes."

Mrs. Wang kindly reminded: "There are also clothes sent by the elders of the family, as well as custom-made clothes. The young master did not spend a lot of money to inlay diamonds on them. If this is lost..."

"Then please pick out these clothes and keep them. Throw away all the unimportant ones. I'm going to rest. Hurry up." Song Mengsheng knew that these people were embarrassed in front of him, so he patted Mrs. Wang on the shoulder and hurried Withdrew from the cloakroom.

Fortunately, the rest of the work went smoothly.

Song Mengsheng was lying on the bed with a facial mask on, and seeing her best friend Xia Qiqi was still scrolling through Moments, she sent her a voice message.

"Sleeping or not? Tomorrow, take some time to accompany me to buy some clothes. Today Xing Niannian actually called me a bumpkin! Damn, not only do I want to change my mind, I also want to become a blockbuster in terms of appearance!"

Xia Qiqi quickly replied.

"That's great! I don't think that woman is a good one! I have an idea, she looks down on you so much, you might as well be a fashion blogger! Endorse our SunGoddess yourself! Let them get slapped in the face! "

Song Mengsheng suddenly became interested, sat up straight and typed quickly: "Yes! But what kind of fashion blogger do I want to be? Which platform is developing well now?"

"You can take some photos and post them on Weibo, and then use two short video platforms to promote short videos. After fans come up, you can also do live broadcasts." Xia Qiqi often plays these games and knows them very well.

Song Mengsheng thought about it seriously: "Could it be that I want to live stream the goods? If we want to do this, we must make it a high-end positioning, after all, our brand is here."

Xia Qiqi clapped her hands and applauded: "You can also do some jewelry design live broadcasts, teaching fans to distinguish the quality of jewelry."

Song Mengsheng's expression brightened: "This is a good idea, and we can also inform consumers that our jewelry designs can accept any reasonable verification! In this way, word-of-mouth and sales will be spread!"

"Then let's talk in detail at work tomorrow." Xia Qiqi yawned lazily.

Song Mengsheng hung up the phone, tossing and turning excitedly on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

At dawn, she made a plan early, and quietly showed it to Xia Qiqi.

Xia Qiqi gave a thumbs up: "The plan is perfect, it can be implemented today."

Song Mengsheng hooked her shoulders and smiled mysteriously: "It can be arranged. But before that, fill up my cloakroom."

The two of them took advantage of their lunch break to go to a nearby shopping mall and went door-to-door to buy different styles of clothes.

They are a little more conservative than the previous clothes, at least not so revealing.

And more - simple and stylish clothes.

When it was time to get off work at night, Song Mengsheng quietly took the first live broadcast plan while everyone was gone, and dragged Xia Qiqi to find a coffee shop with an elegant environment.

The two chose to sit down in a private room with a small fresh style, and started a live broadcast of the test run.

Before the live broadcast started, Song Mengsheng nervously looked at the clothes of the people, and adjusted the camera lens back and forth: "Is there no one watching?"

Xia Qiqi smiled and bent over on the spot: "Don't forget that you have a hot-searched physique, and something a little fart will attract the attention and comments of netizens..."

Song Mengsheng fell down on the table: "You better not mention those things! I wish they would stop paying attention to me..."

Xia Qiqi stood behind Song Mengsheng, pinched her shoulders, and kept cheering her up: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you, today's live broadcast content is that you just do yourself well! It will definitely succeed !"

Song Mengsheng nodded seriously, took a deep breath, and first tried to broadcast live on a small platform dedicated to live broadcast.

An hour passed quickly...