Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Song Mengsheng looked expectantly outside the door of the ward.

But nothing was seen.

The housekeeper seemed to understand what Song Mengsheng meant, and while handing her a cooling sticker, he said in a low voice, "Master just now..."

Song Mengsheng took the antipyretic stickers, turned over depressingly, and turned his back to the crowd: "You don't need to say it, I actually know it all, you go out first, it's getting late, you all have a good rest."

"Young mistress, call me anytime you need anything, and I will stay with the special nurse to take care of you." The butler pulled the doorknob and was about to leave.

Song Mengsheng thought for a while, turned back again, and gently pressed his lips that were dry due to the high fever: "Can you go and find me another set of pajamas?"

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The butler quickly brought in new pajamas.

Song Mengsheng held the pajamas, supported the discomfort in his body, sat up from the hospital bed, and unpacked the pajamas.

If she moved a little, she would feel a little uncomfortable, but she insisted on getting up and put the pajamas on her body.

After putting on her pajamas, she was about to fasten all the buttons when she suddenly heard a rustling sound from the door, and looked back reflexively.

"Who?"

At the same time, his arms were tightly folded around his chest, and his eyes were defensively staring at the door.

The person who just came in at the door was also slightly startled, and the slender and tall figure immediately turned his back.

"Your behavior is really more open and bold now."

The sarcastic and cold voice reached Song Mengsheng's ears.

Song Mengsheng hurriedly turned her back, quickly fastened the buttons on her hands, quickly covered the white skin that had just been exposed, and rolled her eyes angrily: "Obviously you didn't knock on the door when you came in."

Lu Boshen turned around slowly, and walked towards Song Mengsheng step by step. Angzang's figure wrapped in a shirt exuded a powerful aura: "Then why didn't you lock the door? Who are you trying to seduce?"

Song Mengsheng quickly felt that the temperature around him dropped several degrees.

Looking at the dark eyes that seemed to be bottomless abyss, he shrank his neck nervously: "I just told them to retreat, saying that they were going to have a good rest, who knows why you came in suddenly? I thought you were not here this."

Lu Bai's thin and sexy lips were pursed lightly, and his sharp eyes locked on the little woman in front of him: "Really? I thought you were waiting for me and wanted something exciting?"

Song Mengsheng backed away nervously: "What are you talking about! I don't have any unreasonable thoughts about you!"

Lu Bai gave a deep and cold laugh.

He slowly let go of Song Mengsheng's hand, pinched her slender and tender chin with one hand, and forced him to look at him: "It's not me? Then who did you fall in love with? How fancy is your heart? Sometimes I I really want to cut it open and see..."

Song Mengsheng grabbed Lu Baishen's wrist with both hands, and struggled hard twice: "Let go of me quickly! I'm not playing tricks! I don't want to fall in love with anyone either! Cough cough cough..."

She coughed and flushed.

Lu Baishen felt a sudden pain in his heart, and the strength in his hand eased a little.

Song Mengsheng looked up at the man in front of him, a little sullenness flashed in his confused eyes, and his brain began to buzz with pain: "You let me go, I'm really sad!"

Lu Baishen's cold and hot eyes gradually moved to Song Mengsheng's red lips, his expression deepened a bit.

Song Mengsheng thought that Lu Boshen was teasing himself, so he drew out a hand to cover his mouth, and warned hoarsely, "I'm telling you, don't mess around!"

Lu Baishen looked at Song Mengsheng's stubborn defense, and couldn't help laughing: "What are you thinking about in your little head?"

Song Mengsheng was already in a bad mood, and she was not in a good mood, so she pushed Lu Boshen away a little irritablely: "I told you not to mess around! I want to have a good rest!"

Xu Shi's movements were too forceful, and his eyes suddenly turned bright, and he almost fell to the ground, and quickly reached out to support the wall behind him.

Lu Baishen looked at her helplessly, his handsome figure suddenly bent down, stretched out his slender arms, easily hugged her by the waist, and walked towards the hospital bed next to him.

Song Mengsheng endured the dizziness in his mind, grabbed Lu Baishen's shirt angrily, and warned again: "Put me down quickly! I'm just changing clothes, why are you angry!"

Lu Bai's deep thin lips curled up into a smile that was not a smile, and he didn't intend to let go at all: "Is it because my attitude towards you has been more tolerant recently, so you can't find Bei?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Song Mengsheng roared unbearably, but his eyes stared for a while.

She had to soften her voice: "I beg you, please! Don't torture me anymore! I really didn't mean anything just now! You misunderstood me!"

Lu Bai looked at the little woman in his arms with deep and cool eyes: "You misunderstood me too."

With long, slender and straight legs, he took steady steps, walked to the side of the hospital bed in a few steps, and gently placed the little girl on the big soft bed.

He raised his delicate and fair palm, and stretched it towards the little woman...

Song Mengsheng looked at the enlarged palm in front of him, gritted his teeth, raised his foot and kicked towards Lu Baishen's knee.

With such an effort, her staring eyes became more serious, and she fell back on the big bed, panting with difficulty.

Lu Baishen took two steps back again and again after being kicked, his eagle-like sharp eyes looked over sharply: "Song Mengsheng, are you looking for death?"

Song Mengsheng grabbed the quilt nervously and wrapped it tightly around her body: "Who told you to touch me!"

Lu Baishen stood up straight in a good mood and amused, and approached again, his slender arms domineeringly propped up the sides of Song Mengsheng's body: "Do you know what I wanted to do just now?"

In fact, he just wanted to see Song Mengsheng's body temperature just now...

To be misunderstood by this little woman like this...

 Is her teasing too much, or is she too confident in herself?

"I don't want to know what you're going to do...but I feel bad, don't touch me again..." Song Mengsheng let out a heavy breath, frowning in pain.

Right now, she is tightly surrounded by the man's powerful and cold aura.

She really didn't have the slightest strength to resist. If the hero doesn't suffer the immediate loss, he can only try to intercede with her.

This time, Lu Boshen made no other movements, and looked at Song Mengsheng quietly with his eyes as dark as midnight: "Forget it, you should have a good rest. But remember to lock the door when changing clothes in the future. If it is seen by other men, maybe I will goug their eyes."

Such cold and ruthless words made Song Mengsheng feel that his body temperature seemed to be a little colder. If it wasn't for the terrible pain now, he really wanted to drive this overbearing and unreasonable man out.

What kind of wind is he smoking today?

Lu Bai looked back deeply at Song Mengsheng, his eyes became a little cold, he turned and walked out of the ward.

After that, he gave some instructions to the butler.

……

Because of Song Mengsheng's hospitalization, Xia Qiqi forced her to rest for a few days.

Of course, if some people hadn't notified Xia Qiqi, Xia Qiqi might not have known what happened that night.

Song Mengsheng slept until noon because he didn't have a phone call to disturb him.

When he woke up, he was still awakened by the smell of rice in front of him.

But what surprised her was that Lu Baishen, who was supposed to be working in the Lu Group at this point in time, was sitting in the living room of the ward, enjoying his lunch quietly and elegantly.

"Why are you still here? What are you eating?"

Song Mengsheng got up weakly from the bed, quietly walked out of the ward, and sat down on the sofa beside Lu Boshen.

Lu Bai looked over with his dark eyes, and asked with a cold face: "You want to drive me away so much, are you in a hurry to see other men?"

……

In the morning, Liang Wenning called Song Mengsheng's cell phone.

It happened that Song Mengsheng's mobile phone was out of battery, so the housekeeper helped him take it to the living room to charge it.

When the phone rang, Lu Boshen just came back from the company.

I wanted to hang up directly, but when I thought of Song Mengsheng getting close to this male star, and the scandal was going on a lot, I felt a little faintly angry.

At that time, Lu Bai took a deep look at the closed door of the ward, his white and slender fingertips slid slightly, and his face was indifferent.

Liang Wenning's excited voice came from the phone: "I heard Qiqi said that you are not feeling well? Thinking of going to see you."

Lu Bai held the phone tightly, his fingertips were slightly white, but he sneered lightly: "She worked hard last night, she was really uncomfortable, and she is still asleep now."

"Young Master Fu? Why is it you? She last night..." When Liang Wenning said this, his breath was suffocated, and his voice trembled uncontrollably.

Lu Boshen could hear it clearly, and continued to speak meaningfully: "Yeah, it's hard work, otherwise what do you think?"

Liang Wenning knew that Lu Boshen deliberately lured him to think wildly, but he still felt a little uneasy: "Young Master Fu, since Meng Sheng lives with you, you have the obligation to take good care of her, and don't let her have any accidents."

"It's not up to you, an outsider, to advise us on matters between our husband and wife." Lu Baishen glanced at the door of the ward again, and his thin lips curled up with a shrewd look.

Liang Wenning was speechless, clenched his fist secretly, and tried his best to maintain a calm tone: "Fu Shao, don't be too complacent. I have nothing to say to you. When Mengsheng wakes up , I will speak to her personally."

With a "snap", Lu Boshen hung up the phone directly.

I don't bother to waste my tongue in a sentence or even a single word.

He didn't bother to care about how ugly Liang Wenning's face was at that time.

……

Of course, Song Mengsheng didn't know. During this little episode in the morning, a displeased look flashed across her beautiful eyes: "What's wrong with you? Why are you targeting me everywhere? You see, I'm sick like this now, and I still have other thoughts man?"

Lu Bai's long, narrow and dark eyes narrowed dangerously, and Gao Leng slowly put down the spoon in his hand.