Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Mother Song raised her hand and touched Song Mengsheng's head, and opened the closet very pleased: "Okay! I'll help you find it! I'm really looking forward to what delicious dishes you will cook for us!"

"Then just wait and see!" Song Mengsheng put on his clothes quite confidently.

Walking into the living room, picked up the shopping, blew a kiss to Lu Boshen and Song Keke, and then walked into the kitchen.

There was a lot of busy work in the kitchen, and a few dishes came out of the pan quickly.

Song Mengsheng called Song Keke to help serve the dishes.

"The first dish is steamed sea bass."

"The second dish is braised pork ribs."

"The third dish is stir-fried seasonal vegetables."

"There are also eggplant with minced meat, dry fried tenderloin, cold cucumber fungus, jade ball soup, and super fresh salmon and crab sticks!"

Song Mengsheng put the food on the table with a smile, and called everyone to sit down together.

It was not the first time for Lu Boshen to eat the food cooked by Song Mengsheng, and he sat down with a very calm expression.

Song's mother next to her was very excited, she put the bowl and chopsticks and said to Lu Baishen, "This is the first time we eat the food made by Meng Sheng, and it is also the first time for Young Master Lu, right? She wasn't that mature before..."

Everyone thought that Lu Boshen would nod in response.

However, Lu Boshen picked up the bowls and chopsticks coldly, and said unhurriedly: "No, I have eaten it many times."

Song's mother was dumbfounded: "Hey, the girl is not allowed to stay!"

Father Song sat down at the dining table, showing a hurt look: "This is the first time I eat it! Hey, the water thrown by my married daughter!"

Lu Boshen held the spoon, concealed his embarrassment, and politely coughed twice: "It just happened to catch up."

"I told you two to eat quickly! I have done so much! The food should be cold in a while!" Song Mengsheng served everyone with serving chopsticks, and did not forget to take care of Song Keke beside him.

Father Song took a bite and tasted it: "The taste is still..."

Song's mother coughed suddenly, Song's father looked at him in a daze, and then changed the topic in doubt: "It's okay."

Mother Song took her own chopsticks and tapped Father Song's plate hard on the spot: "Why are you so stupid? You can't even understand what I mean! This dish is so delicious!"

Father Song scratched his head in embarrassment: "I thought you were joking again, teasing Meng Sheng! Blame me, blame me!"

"You really are!" Song's mother blamed her mouth, but her hand was holding a large piece of meat for her husband.

Song Mengsheng couldn't help but put down his chopsticks, put his hands on his cheeks and sighed: "I didn't know who it was just now, and they said that the female college was not selected! This meal, I just watched the two of you showing affection! We are all light bulbs. !"

"You eat your meal too!" Mother Song picked up some vegetables for Song Mengsheng.

Song Mengsheng picked it up with chopsticks, and smiled bitterly: "I am definitely your own!"

Lu Bai looked at this warm and funny scene, his thin lips slightly raised.

Song Keke was also giggling beside her.

Father Song took a plate and poured a lot of vegetables in one go, and mixed them into the rice: "My precious daughter's dishes are delicious! The best in the world! You are worthy of inheriting my excellent genes!"

"Try to say it again? Is her beauty relying on me to turn the tide?" Song's mother was not convinced at all.

The two people chatted quietly as they talked.

Song Mengsheng watched cheerfully, and looked at Lu Baishen from time to time: "Is it interesting?"

"It's okay." Lu Bai replied with a deep smile.

Song Mengsheng stood up and poured juice for everyone: "It would be great if we could have lively meals together."

This sentence was nothing...

Lu Boshen also liked this kind of atmosphere, but when he was sitting, he thought of his mother.

……

"Boshen, come here, mom has personally prepared something delicious for you!"

"What is that?"

"Mom made you homemade chips!"

"But what is this black plate?"

"Stupid! These are French fries! It's just... a little mushy... hehe..."

"Is this what people eat?"

At that time, although my personality was also cold and cold, it seemed that I was not as cold as now.

"You brat! How dare you laugh at me! At least try one, just this small piece, there is no paste here!"

"do not want!"

"Please, please? Please save face! Young Master Lu!"

"do not want!"

……

After dinner, Song Keke sat with Song's mother and Song's father to watch TV.

Song Mengsheng looked at the three people who were talking and laughing, and smiled very gratified.

She even thought in her heart that if she really wanted to leave here in the future, it would be good for Song Keke to accompany the parents instead of her.

But for a moment, she also thought in her heart that if the subsequent plots did not develop according to the novel, she could consider staying.

Of course, these are just random thoughts.

Song Mengsheng turned his head and glanced at the noble and arrogant man beside him, just about to make some jokes to brighten up the atmosphere, but found that the man's face was not quite right.

There seemed to be a little sadness in his calm expression.

She blinked and leaned forward a little, trying to see more clearly.

However, Lu Baishen sat aside for a while, avoiding Song Mengsheng's movements: "What's wrong?"

Song Mengsheng quickly sat up straight and shook his head: "It's nothing, I just took a look."

"Didn't you always say that looking at me every day... bored you?" Lu Baishen's slender and tall body leaned forward slightly, his arms were lazily resting on his knees, his dark and thick eyes were quiet. Quietly looking at the ground.

Song Mengsheng was asked suddenly, and he was stunned on the spot: "It's fine, why did you bring up the past? You have seen the changes I made recently..."

"It's nothing." Lu Bai lowered his eyes and picked up the phone.

The voices of the two people were not loud, but Song's mother who was not far away heard a few words, her heart sank, and she stood up quickly: "Well... you all rest, I will wash some fruits for you. "

"Grandma, I'll help you." Song Keke saw that Song's mother and Song's father were very easy to get along with, and soon became intimate with them.

"Good job!" Song Mengsheng watched the child finally no longer so scared, so cautious, and happily gave her a thumbs up.

Song's mother hurriedly led Song Keke into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and washed the fruit.

Father Song went to Lu Baishen's side and chatted casually about work.

"Your Lu Corporation has been very busy recently, right? You have to pay attention to your health!"

"You too. I heard that the Song family has also signed a lot of new projects. Are you going to go on a business trip again?"

Lu Boshen chatted politely.

Father Song raised his hand to straighten his short hair, and smiled modestly: "Yes."

Mother Song came out with fruit in her hand, surprised: "Why are you going on a business trip again? Are you leaving me alone at home again?"

Father Song stood up and took the fruit plate very helplessly: "Look, I'm in a hurry. Didn't you hand over Sun Goddess to our precious daughter? This time, after the contract is signed, I will take you with me on a business trip!"

Song's mother placed the fruit fork in surprise: "It's not too bad."

While the two were joking, Lu Boshen's indifferent eyes turned to look out the window.

Song Mengsheng saw it, and his mind sank.

This man seems to have something on his mind?

But Lu Boshen wanted to save face, she couldn't just ask directly...

So I hid it in my heart and endured it, endured it until I was about to leave the Song family.

Song's mother held Song Keke's hand reluctantly: "If you have time, come to grandma's place to play."

"I will miss my grandpa and grandma." Song Keke kissed and kissed the two elders.

Song Mengsheng smiled helplessly and patted Song Keke's head, and suddenly came up with an idea: "Do you want to live here for a day? Mom will send a driver to pick you up tomorrow."

Song Keke's bright and black eyes instantly widened: "Really?"

"Of course it's true." Song Mengsheng's tone was extremely gentle, and he patted Song Keke's shoulder lightly.

Father Song also smiled very happily: "If you want to stay, you can stay. It just so happens that we are very lonely here."

"Then I want to stay with grandpa and grandma." Song Keke raised her face, glanced at Song Mengsheng, then at Lu Baishen.

Lu Boshen looked indifferent: "You decide for yourself."

For Song Keke's arrival, he has always had a lukewarm attitude.

Not that close, but not that distant either.

"Then you stay here. I'm calling my mother if I have something to do. You shouldn't be homesick in the middle of the night, right? Anyway, there's only one night." Song Mengsheng was talking, and suddenly felt a little bit reluctant.

Obviously there is no blood relationship, but hearing this child keep calling her mother, there is still a unique feeling beyond blood relationship.

"Thank you, Mom and Dad!" Song Keke threw herself into Lu Baishen's arms.

But that small figure can only fit Lu Baishen's long legs.

Then he threw himself into Song Mengsheng's arms excitedly, rubbing his face against each other.

"Then let's go, you have to be good, goodbye, parents."

Song Mengsheng and Lu Baishen greeted everyone together, then turned and walked out of the residential building.

When getting into the car, Song Mengsheng looked at Lu Boshen in the driver's cab, and asked tentatively, "What happened to you just now?"

"It's nothing." Lu Boshen visibly froze when he put on his seat belt.

Song Mengsheng plucked up the courage and gently pressed Lu Boshen's hand: "If you are unhappy, you can tell me, or you can not say anything, and I will accompany you to watch a comedy sketch."

"I'm not unhappy." Lu Baishen withdrew his hand expressionlessly, and started the car neatly.

Song Mengsheng put her hands on her lap, her beautiful eyes lowered slightly: "I know you don't want to tell me, but I hope you are happy. Or is it that you are not used to today's lively dinner? I will try my best to pay attention next time. "