Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Song Keke hasn't seen Song Mengsheng for several days. When he heard Song Mengsheng's voice, he kept talking excitedly: "Mother Song, I really miss you! After school tonight, I must go to the hospital to see you!"

Song Mengsheng still shook his head and refused: "No, you are waiting for me at home, I will be discharged from the hospital soon. This is a viral cold, and it is most likely to infect others when it improves. You are a weak child."

"Mother Song, do you want me anymore? I really miss you..." Song Keke burst into tears with a "wow".

Song Mengsheng felt distressed for a while, and his heart softened, and he agreed: "Well, you can only sit for a while, remember to wear a mask when you come here, and disinfect your little hands when you go home."

"Don't worry, Mother Song! I'm strong!"

Song Keke cheered excitedly and hung up the phone.

After finally surviving school, Song Keke went back to the villa first, and told Mrs. Wang some little secrets.

After hearing this, Mrs. Wang happily picked up Song Keke and walked towards the kitchen: "Okay, I will definitely help the little lady complete the task smoothly!"

Mrs. Wang called the housekeeper.

The housekeeper tried to get in touch with Lu Boshen again, thinking that Lu Boshen and Song Mengsheng had prepared a sumptuous dinner, and tried every means to get Lu Boshen back to the villa first.

……

When Lu Boshen returned to the villa, he was directly greeted by Song Keke and shouted into the kitchen.

Looking at the bottles and cans on the kitchen, Lu Bai frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"

Song Keke put down the flour in his hand, smiled at Mrs. Wang, and ran to Lu Boshen with a smile on his face: "Father Lu, are you back from work? I want to make dinner for Mother Song, but I don't know how to cook. Can you help me together..."

Lu Bai's dark and thick eyes flickered obviously: "I..."

Song Keke said "Ouch" and sat down on the ground: "It hurts so much! I have already crossed the sea and I am going to cook for Song's mother. Dad Lu, come with me! Teach me how to make a tomato Just scrambled eggs! Then I can take it as a kindergarten homework and take a picture and give it to the teacher!"

Lu Bai's deep eyes darkened a bit, and he stood there without any intention of agreeing.

"Father Lu, I beg you!"

Song Keke quietly looked at Lu Baishen's expression, and got up from the ground aggrieved: "I know you and Song's mother are both very busy at work, and I didn't bother you two with the manual homework in the kindergarten a while ago. Help me finish it, but if you don't participate this time, I will be laughed at by other children..."

Hearing the child's string of words, Lu Boshen rubbed his temples with a slight headache: "You asked me to cook? This..."

From childhood to adulthood, he has always been the young master who opens his mouth and stretches out his hands when he eats.

When did you ever go into the kitchen to cook?
"Master, scrambled eggs with tomatoes is very simple and saves time. You can try it." Seeing Song Keke winking at herself, Mrs. Wang hurriedly helped to speak.

In the end, Lu Boshen agreed.

Mrs. Wang immediately found a long-sleeved apron for Lu Boshen, cleaned the spoon and pot, and put them on the stove: "Master, you just need to follow the steps I said."

"En." Lu Bai replied in a nasal voice with a deep and cold voice.

Then put on the apron, rolled up the delicate cuffs, eager to try with a spoon: "How do you get to the first step?"

"Crack the eggs!" Song Keke shouted excitedly, turned around and ran to open the refrigerator, reaching for the eggs.

However, the small body jumped up with all its strength, but it still couldn't reach it...

Seeing this deeply, Lu Bai walked up behind Song Keke with his slender and straight legs, and stretched out his hand: "How many eggs should I take?"

"Almost five are enough, no, if we eat together, add two more..." Aunt Wang reminded.

Lu Boshen stretched out two palms, gently held the egg, and turned around handsomely.

The three of them were busy in the kitchen together.

In addition to the piglet steamed buns that Song Keke was holding, there were also meals prepared by the chef, and soon it was time for Lu Baishen to show off his skills.

Lu Baishen's tall and handsome figure stood in the kitchen, and he stretched out his hand and sprinkled a piece of sea salt neatly.

Then he gently picked up the spoon, pressed his thin and bright red lips against the edge of the spoon, and took a sip.

Then, frowning slightly, he grabbed some sea salt and sprinkled it in.

 Only then did she turn around in satisfaction, only to see the surprised expressions of Song Keke and Mrs. Wang.

"what happened?"

Sister-in-law Wang smiled dryly: "Master, it seems that there is too much salt..."

"No." Lu Baishen looked at it with a calm expression, and continued to fry the tomatoes and eggs, feeling that they were almost cooked, and poured them into the insulated box.

Song Keke stood in the corner, quietly holding his forehead, and whispered to the servant beside him, "It's over, I thought Papa Lu could do anything, but now smelling this scent, I'm really worried about Mama Song... "

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Not only Song Keke was worried about Song Mengsheng, even Song Mengsheng was worried about herself when she saw Lu Baishen open the insulated lunch box in front of her.

"What's wrong with this meal? It doesn't look like the craftsmanship of the Michelin three-star chef at home..."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Baishen's stern face became a little colder.

Song Keke quickly coughed twice, and threw herself into Song Mengsheng's arms with a smile: "Mother Song, this is a meal prepared by Papa Lu himself. What kind of chef are you talking about? It's not as good as Papa Lu's craftsmanship."

Song Mengsheng's beautiful eyes widened, and she opened the insulated lunch box in disbelief.

The first layer is scrambled eggs with tomatoes that Lu Boshen personally cooks.

"Wow, how did you know I wanted this dish?"

Turning her watery eyes, she immediately switched to sycophant mode.

Lu Baishen handed her the chopsticks expressionlessly, turned around and looked towards a certain place: "I didn't want to make it for you, but Keke begged me to finish the kindergarten manual homework. Right? Keke?"

However, the little person behind him has already bouncing out of the ward, leaving space for the two of them.

Song Mengsheng knew that Lu Boshen wanted face, so he didn't pierce it. He opened the chopsticks and took a mouthful happily: "It doesn't matter! I know what you mean! But the food you make must be delicious..."

The tone of praise stopped there.

Even the action of preparing to take another bite stopped in mid-air.

Lu Baishen watched Song Mengsheng's delicate little face gradually wrinkle into a ball, and the movement of holding the spoon continued to increase, as if it was about to break.

Song Mengsheng sensitively captured this subtle movement, quickly took a deep breath, followed by a second bite, and gently closed his eyes.

"The taste is very good... The eggs are a bit crispy, which is the texture I like... Tomatoes are also good... My husband, why do you make them so delicious..."

After she finished speaking, she waited for a few seconds, but Lu Boshen did not respond.

I had no choice but to open my eyes and smile softly: "That... I mean it seriously... But I'm a little thirsty now, can you help me get a glass of water..."

Lu Bo's deep, narrow and dark eyes narrowed dangerously: "Is the taste that bad? Look at your expression, which looks like you're dying!"

He suddenly remembered Mrs. Wang's reminder.

"It seems that there is too much salt..."

Look at Song Mengsheng's appearance of enjoying it reluctantly, bent over to pick up the insulated lunch box, and took a quick sip.

The taste is really hard to describe...

But after all, this is his first time cooking and eating, so it's not easy.

"That...you are really good at cooking! And I am really touched to be able to eat your meals when I am sick! I will definitely eat them all!"

Song Mengsheng glanced at Lu Boshen worriedly, and snatched the insulated lunch box from his hand.

But this kind of consolation actually stimulated Lu Boshen's self-esteem.

From childhood to adulthood, no matter what he did, he always tried to be the best, and it was ruined by a plate of home-cooked food!
An inexplicable anger secretly rose in Lu Baishen's heart, always thinking of doing something to save the current embarrassing situation.

He didn't know why, but he took another large egg and threw it into his mouth. Then he put his arm around Song Mengsheng's shoulder and forced her to lean into his arms.

When Song Mengsheng stared in surprise, he took out his other hand and pinched her slender chin, making her open her mouth...

Afterwards, as soon as her brain became hot, she covered her thin lips and ate the egg for her with her mouth...

In the end, he commanded domineeringly.

"Woman, this is my first time cooking, you must eat it all."

Song Mengsheng swallowed what was in his mouth, and covered his mouth without confidence: "You! You! Your appearance is a bit too much..."

Realizing that Lu Boshen's self-esteem was bursting, and she was embarrassed to admit that the food was unpalatable, and she had to come here, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Do you have an opinion?" Lu Baishen picked up the insulated lunch box and forced it back into Song Mengsheng's arms.

Song Mengsheng accepted it dumbfounded: "I don't dare to have an opinion on you... But... hey, forget it, I'm hungry, I'd better eat first."

In fact, she wanted to say that it is a very romantic thing for lovers to eat with their mouths...

 How could it be used to cover up embarrassment when it came to them?

 And this seems to be the first kiss between two people, it should be sweet, but there is a salty taste...

 She sighed silently in her heart, picked up the tomatoes and eggs with a spoon, and began to eat them.

If there is a chance in the future, I must kiss her hard again!Change the kissing feeling in memory!
When Song Mengsheng was thinking wildly, Lu Baishen's mood was also extremely complicated.

He suddenly wanted to kiss her, forcing her to taste his heart...

 Such thoughts and actions are really abnormal...

 He probably fell in love with Song Mengsheng again.

Lu Boshen didn't want to admit this strange feeling, so he stood up arrogantly, turned around and walked out of the ward: "Song Mengsheng, you have dinner first, I'll go out and make a phone call."

The phone call was just a pretense, Lu Boshen just sat on the bench in the corridor, trying to let his mind clear and not think about other things.

Song Keke stood at the gate of the next ward, quietly observing through the transparent glass, with a smile on his lips unconsciously.

"If I can improve the relationship between Papa Lu and Mama Song through this dinner, then my plan will be very successful..."