Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Song Mengsheng only felt an extremely cold breath surrounding him tightly, and suddenly raised his eyes: "You...why are you here?"

Lu Bai's deep and narrow eyes glanced at Song Mengsheng indifferently: "It seems that you took my words as deaf ears again."

Song Mengsheng sighed lightly: "It seems that this summer is going to snow."

Lu Bai's deep eyes were a little cold, and his thin lips were pursed lightly.

Song Mengsheng lowered his eyes helplessly: "I am more wronged than Dou E."

Just as he was talking, Zhao Cheng chased him out. Seeing Lu Baishen's face, he bowed to Lu Baishen in surprise: "Young Master Lu, I have admired your name for a long time. I really admire you."

Song Mengsheng hurriedly stood beside Lu Boshen, staring at the person opposite him defensively: "Husband, don't listen to his nonsense, he just wanted to pick on me and wanted me to cuckold you, but I refused! This time I have a hotel Surveillance is proof!"

Lu Bai took a deep look at Zhao Cheng, raised his right arm, and hooked Xiao Sheng who was standing not far away.

Xiao Sheng came over with two bodyguards.

Seeing those sharp eagle eyes, Zhao Cheng stepped back nervously, always feeling the fear of being stared at by ferocious beasts...

Lu Baishen grabbed Song Mengsheng's wrist with one hand, turned around and left in awe-inspiring manner, his movements were too forceful, and there was no tenderness at all.

Song Mengsheng was forced to leave with Lu Baishen. Feeling his wrist was pinched and hurting, he struggled slightly, and immediately got the man's extremely cold eyes.

She had no choice but to follow obediently.

At this time, there was a painful scream from behind...

"Young Master Lu, spare your life! Young Mistress, spare your life! Lords, spare your life!"

Immediately afterwards came the sound of sharp fists and feet...

"Don't slap me in the face, I was wrong! I don't dare to mess around again!"

Song Mengsheng listened to the inexplicable annoyance, and looked back quietly.

Zhao Cheng was beaten with a black nose and a swollen face in just a few strokes.

She couldn't help but burst out laughing.

However, as soon as he looked back, he saw the tall and handsome figure in front of him exuding an awe-inspiring aura, and the smile disappeared immediately.

"That... Bo Shen... can you let me go first? My wrist hurts..."

The man's pace slowed down a lot, but when he looked back, his sharp and handsome face was full of anger: "I used to close my eyes, but now you are really brave, bringing them all to me, And close contact!"

"I... hiss... it hurts so much!" Song Mengsheng was about to struggle when he felt the strength in the man's hand was tightening, and he couldn't help but gasped.

The man looked at her fiercely, and the strength in his hand seemed to loosen a bit: "You can't bear the consequences of betraying me."

Song Mengsheng hurriedly lowered his head and rubbed his swollen wrist.

However, in the next moment, Lu Boshen grabbed her arm and dragged her towards his car vigorously.

She looked at him secretly, feeling a little scared in her heart, her petite body shrank into a ball, and she could only walk obediently.

In the end, Lu Boshen mercilessly shut him into the car, and roughly fastened the seat belt on his right arm.

Afterwards, Lu Bai stepped on the accelerator angrily, rushed to the villa at home and drove back.

Lu Baishen, who was angry, was terrifying, his cold eyes seemed to be able to freeze ice.

That dark face was staring at the road ahead, and the veins on the back of the hand holding the steering wheel were bulging, like a devil like hell, as if he could kill someone at any time...

Song Mengsheng leaned tiredly against the car window, watching all this silently.

This man has always been reticent, and never put his emotions on his face. Now he has held back such a big anger for a long time.

It's like a violent storm that has condensed in the sky for a long time, and is about to explode with the power to destroy everything...

If I continue to beg for mercy, I will definitely die a miserable death...

She clasped her hands together uneasily, watching the car parked in the underground parking lot of the villa.

"get off."

Lu Boshen opened the car door, and a deep and oppressive voice sounded.

Song Mengsheng immediately got off the car and followed Lu Baishen into the elevator.

Inside the elevator, Lu Boshen stared at the elevator door with a stern and dark face, and a cold air radiated from his whole body.

Song Mengsheng couldn't help rubbing his hands against his arms, standing in the corner and not daring to make any noise.

Wherever he went, she followed with her head down.

Song Keke, who was waiting for the two of them to go home from get off work, followed behind them excitedly.

She wanted to say hello, but was so frightened by Lu Boshen's awe-inspiring posture that she stood at the end of the corridor, not daring to go forward at all.

Watching helplessly, the door was slammed shut.

Lu Bai's sharp eagle-like eyes suddenly narrowed, and he pulled her towards the bedroom: "Clean yourself immediately."

Song Mengsheng thumped in his heart, subconsciously asked: "Why am I not clean?"

"I warned you, don't let other men touch you!" Lu Bai's cold and horrifying eyes fell on the shower in the bathroom, he turned on the switch, took down the shower with one hand, and grabbed Song Mengsheng's hand with the other hand, firmly Wash it up.

Song Mengsheng bit her lower lip tightly, her beautiful eyes quietly watched the man's rough movements: "Obviously he wanted to moleste me, but I quickly avoided..."

However, Lu Boshen picked up the shower gel, poured it all on her wrist, and scrubbed vigorously with a loofah.

Song Mengsheng's wrist immediately turned red, and gradually felt a burning pain: "Be gentle!"

But the movement of the hands still has the posture of rubbing the skin off.

She couldn't help but shuddered all over from the pain!
Song Mengsheng took a deep breath, and her weak voice finally became a little harsh: "Are you a clean freak? You have to be like this!"

Seeing the little woman blushing and angry, like a little hedgehog with its spikes erect, staring at him stubbornly, Lu Baishen was filled with anger in his heart: "Song Mengsheng, did that bastard touch your shoulder too?"

Song Mengsheng's head buzzed, and he stretched out his hand to unbutton his shirt angrily: "Yes! But it's okay through the clothes! You have a cleansing habit, don't you want me to wash off your shoulders? Or, You just chop off his hands and all my shoulders! This way it will be clean!"

Lu Baishen's handsome face was tense, and he threw the shower in his hand to the ground angrily, pinched her slender chin with one hand, and forced her to look at him: "Don't challenge my endurance."

"Then can you treat me so rudely? Can't you see my grievance? I thought you would save me once today, and I will repay you well! But what have you done to me!"

Song Mengsheng stared angrily at the man in front of him, and raised his hand to wipe the water on his face angrily.

She had been soaked by the shower for more than half of her body, and the broken hair at the base of her ears fell on her shoulders in a mess, but she stood upright stubbornly.

Lu Bai's deep and handsome eyebrows frowned in displeasure.

Through the rising water mist, one hand pinched Song Mengsheng's slender waist like a willow leaf, and pushed her against the tiled wall behind her: "My woman, even if you don't care about me, you must never let others man! No matter what the reason!"

The tone was obviously calm, but it carried a strong chill, which was so cold that it made people feel terrible.

Song Mengsheng's heart skipped a beat when he heard this: "That's not the case...and I..."

She subconsciously wanted to explain the previous sentence, but when the words came to her lips, they stuck in her throat and she couldn't utter them.

My feelings for this man suddenly became complicated.

Lu Boshen didn't notice the subtle change in her expression.

He looked down at her from a high position, his thin and straight figure suddenly approached a little bit, and his warm breath hit her ear, causing her to tremble: "Before you recognize your mistakes, don't even try to get out of this place." villa."

Song Mengsheng nervously wanted to lean back and dodge, but his back was firmly attached to the tile wall, and his beautiful eyes widened stubbornly: "You want to put me in confinement? You are breaking the law!"

"Really? Don't you think, I'm just..." Lu Baishen pursed his lips in a smile that was not a smile, and elongated his tone deliberately and jokingly, with no deep meaning.

Song Mengsheng trembled all over, reaching out to open the man in front of him.

"Lu Boshen, you are unreasonable! Let me tell you, what happened today was an accident! I just want to win a big client to prove myself, so that he can take advantage of me! I will be more careful in the future, please let me go !"

"Instead of being stubborn here, it's better to reflect on it." Lu Baishen let go of his hand with a cold face, and walked out of the bathroom with awe-inspiring and domineering steps.

"Lu Boshen, you're dreaming! I'll make it clear to you today—"

"I, Song Mengsheng, are not living more and more humblely because of you! It's because I want to be with you well that I lower my proud stance to make you happy these days!"

"Also——I also want to become better and better because of you! But what about you? Don't go too far!"

Song Mengsheng angrily waved his fist at the air, roaring out all the thoughts in his heart in one breath.

Then, without waiting for the man's reaction, he slammed the bathroom door shut.

The whole person squatted weakly in the bathroom.

Thinking about how a man bullied her just now...

She changed her clothes angrily, picked up the spraying shower head, and took a shower indiscriminately.

"Call me unclean in secret? You are very clean, aren't you! Let me pretend to be noble!"

Originally, she thought that this man was actually okay.

The two were angry and quarreled, and there was a car accident on her side, and he came back to check immediately...

She was in trouble outside, and he also helped her...

But what!
Song Mengsheng's eyes were red with grievance, he applied the shower gel reluctantly, and continued to rinse.

Feeling tired from washing, I turned on the hot water to fill the bathtub, sprinkled some rose petals, and slid into it weakly.

I just worked hard to ease the relationship, and suddenly, everything returned to zero...

Who is to blame?
Blame Liang Wenning?

Blame Zhao Cheng?
No, the biggest problem between her and Lu Baishen is not from the outside world, but from themselves!
Song Mengsheng held the phone tightly, flicking through the address book with his fingertips hesitantly.

Does she want to find someone to call and chat with, and confide in her inner depression?
But it's getting late