Chapter Seventy-Three: He was actually teased

"I'm sorry."

The little girls couldn't explain for a while, bowed to Lu Baishen in the C position, and ran out of the conference room quickly.

Seeing Song Mengsheng waiting at the door, his face changed slightly.

Song Mengsheng also had a cold face, and her pink lips were pursed: "I don't want to see such immature behavior again, I remember a few of you today, and I will talk to you when I go back." ”

After finishing speaking, Song Mengsheng walked into the conference room domineeringly and closed the door of the conference room casually.

First bowed, and apologized to everyone for the irrational behavior of the employees just now.

Then, with full confidence, the finalization meeting between the two sides began.

Lu Baishen rubbed his chin with one hand and listened coldly throughout the whole process.

Song Mengsheng stood in front of the conference table, very confidently showing his design works for everyone, and quietly peeked at Lu Baishen from time to time.

Knowing that Lu Baishen was looking at herself with complicated eyes, she confidently stroked her hair and smiled with crooked eyebrows: "I don't know what everyone thinks of these design works?" If you have any questions, feel free to ask. ”

Lu Baishen gently tapped the table with his skeletal fingertips: "I like the series theme very much, but the number is not too many, it is easy to distract and go against the original will." ”

"Then we can go down to five, or pick one out of five designs for the Supreme Design Collection." Song Mengsheng turned around elegantly and glanced at the projection behind him, with a pair of bright and bright eyes with a little shrewdness.

Lu Baishen put his arms on the side of the conference table, his eyes deepened, and he thought silently.

Song Mengsheng turned around, with a shallow smile on his face, and continued to introduce a few more features for everyone, and added a few items at the same time.

Everything went very smoothly.

In the middle, because the Lu Group wanted to discuss the specific implementation plan, Song Mengsheng gave the other party time to think, and then walked out of the conference room.

Xia Qiqi looked like a gossip face, waiting at the door very energetically, and when he saw Song Mengsheng coming out, he greeted him with small steps: "How is it?" Won't it be nervous? ”

Song Mengsheng put one hand on Xia Qiqi's shoulder, and posed very confidently: "Why are you nervous?" It's just the final draft of the report design, it's a small case! ”

"All the best! By the way, it's almost noon, do you want to treat them to dinner! I can help you do your research! Xia Qiqi shook his phone and showed Song Mengsheng the time on it.

"You can too. Then I'll look into what to eat. Song Mengsheng turned around and returned to the conference room and discussed it with the people of the Lu Group.

Lu Baishen means to finalize the final manuscript as soon as possible, and then. Enter the production process stage.

Everyone discussed it and simply asked Song Mengsheng directly to order takeout.

Song Mengsheng naturally booked lunch at a big hotel.

While waiting in the middle, some employees who were more curious about Sun Goddess followed Song Mengsheng to watch a circle of Sun Goddess and have an in-depth understanding.

Everyone was talking and laughing.

Peng Ran stood in the corner, wanting to talk to him many times, but he didn't know what to say.

In the end, I had to leave in embarrassment.

When Xia Qiqi saw this scene, he sneered disdainfully, turned around and returned to his office.

For the rest of the day, Lu's team members relaxed in the conference room, waiting for lunch to be served, while continuing to discuss opinions.

And Lu Baishen was invited to the VIP lounge by Song Mengsheng.

"You can rest here for a while, and when they finalize the results, I will let them inform you, and then you can give the final review."

Song Mengsheng opened the door of the VIP lounge and stretched out her hand to point to the sofa.

"Okay." Lu Baishen was indeed a little tired, took a step forward with his slender and straight long legs, walked to the sofa, and sat down elegantly and slowly.

Then, lazily leaning back, leaning back on the back of the sofa chair, his head resting slightly on the sofa.

Looks like this man is really tired.

"Then you take a break." Song Mengsheng didn't say much, looked at Lu Baishen's lazy and cold appearance, turned around and closed the door of the VIP lounge.

When lunch was served, she knocked softly on the door and walked in.

found that Lu Baishen actually fell asleep on the sofa.

"Lu Shao? Bai Shen? ”

Song Mengsheng called softly a few times one after another, but Lu Baishen hadn't woken up yet.

She crept forward a few steps closer and crouched down in front of the man.

When the man fell asleep, his breathing was soft and gentle, not as domineering and cold as in the past.

Such a different side, Song Mengsheng should also see it for the first time.

She quietly stretched out her hand and covered the blanket prepared on Lu Baishen's body.

Seeing that Lu Baishen didn't react, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and quietly trace the outline of Lu Baishen's face through the air.

The facial features are handsome and three-dimensional, handsome and charming, almost all women will be very excited when they see it......

She made an OK gesture with her hand, and quietly admired Lu Baishen through the O-shaped hollow place, and the corners of her lips unconsciously rose a little.

At this time, Lu Baishen, who was asleep, moved his body gently.

Just as the blanket slipped off his body, Song Mengsheng quickly stood up and caught the blanket, and covered Lu Baishen's body again.

It's just that he accidentally touched Lu Baishen's shoulder this time.

"Who?"

Lu Baishen was suddenly awakened, and reflexively grabbed Song Mengsheng's wrist.

Song Mengsheng was caught off guard, and was so frightened that he rushed towards the sofa, and just happened to bump into Lu Baishen's arms: "It's me!" ”

Lu Baishen still grabbed Song Mengsheng's wrist tightly, but his eyes were a little clearer, and his voice was a little low: "Is everything settled?" ”

"Almost, everyone is waiting for you to finalize, lunch is here." Song Mengsheng struggled lightly twice, making Lu Baishen let go of his hand, and quickly stood up from his arms, looked away with some embarrassment, and rubbed his hands nervously.

Lu Baishen looked at her with deep eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hand and spread out his palm: "Give it to me." ”

"Huh?" Song Mengsheng was stunned and slowly stretched out his hand.

Lu Baishen grabbed her wrist, and there was a rare softness in his magnetic deep voice: "It hurt you just now, right?" ”

This is gentle enough for Song Mengsheng.

Her heart trembled slightly, and her tone was slightly nervous: "No." ”

Lu Baishen glanced down at the red and swollen area, stood up elegantly, and was slightly sorry in his cold eyes: "You find someone to help you apply ice." ”

"No, not really." Song Mengsheng withdrew his hand suddenly, probably too hard, and leaned back slightly.

Lu Baishen's slender arm quickly wrapped around Song Mengsheng's waist, and the tall figure leaned forward slightly.

In this way, a large and a small figure clings to each other, and instantly becomes a little intimate.

Song Mengsheng only felt that his heart was nervous and raised his throat, and he looked left and right, he was still being held by a man, and there was no way to avoid it.

On the contrary, Lu Baishen lowered his eyes slightly, looking at all this fixedly, his eyes were deep and incomprehensible.

"The ......"

"You ......"

Immediately after, the two of them opened their mouths in unison.

"Let's talk first."

A magnetic deep voice came from above Song Mengsheng's head.

Song Mengsheng raised his head slightly, his eyes blinked, trying to hide his nervousness: "That...... Thank you just now, you let me go first, otherwise you will be misunderstood if you are seen. ”

Song Mengsheng, who was so nervous and cautious, Lu Baishen rarely saw it, and he didn't know why, but he suddenly joked in his heart.

He deliberately tightened the strength on his arm, hugged the little woman in his arms tightly, his thin lips were gently hooked, and he lengthened the playful tone: "You are my wife, how can others misunderstand?" ”

Song Mengsheng hurriedly lowered his head nervously, but the red and moist lips just wiped the white shirt on Lu Baishen's body: "No, I mean it's working time...... We...... Ah, sorry, ...... on your shirt."

Lu Baishen reluctantly let go of Song Mengsheng, and his calm expression changed subtly: "Okay now, you leave a red lip mark on my shirt, it's hard for others to misunderstand." ”

"I'm sorry, I'll deal with it for you right away!" Song Mengsheng took out a tissue in a panic, and just wanted to wipe it, but felt that the tissue was not good, so he couldn't do it for a while.

Lu Baishen looked at her with a faint gaze and continued to tease her: "What should I do?" In the afternoon, I will attend a large shopping mall event, and although I only show my face, the red lip mark on it is enough for media reporters to write an article. ”

"That...... Why don't you ask Xiao Sheng to send a clean shirt over quickly. When Song Mengsheng heard this, he frowned even more embarrassedly, looked at the red lip mark with some annoyance, and sighed heavily.

Lu Baishen was finally amused and chuckled, picked up his blazer, turned around and walked out of the VIP lounge: "Forget it, whatever they think." It's like I'm wearing a fancy shirt today. ”

"Don't go out yet...... Song Mengsheng followed behind Lu Baishen, a pair of beautiful eyes flashing with an anxious look.

She thought about asking Lu Baishen to take off his shirt and wash it with makeup remover.

However, the movement slowed down, and Lu Baishen walked out in the end.

When they entered the conference room, many people saw the red lip mark of Lu Bai's dark white shirt at a glance, and they all subconsciously looked at Song Mengsheng.

The color of this red lip mark happened to be exactly the same color as the lipstick on Song Mengsheng's lip flap, and everyone showed gossip and ambiguous eyes.

"The ......"

Someone even wanted to whistle excitedly.

But as soon as he saw Lu Baishen's indifferent and cold look, he still tried his best to hold back.

On the contrary, Song Mengsheng stood beside Lu Baishen, always keeping his head down tightly, not daring to look directly into everyone's eyes.

I don't know it, but it's easier to make people reverie.

Lu Bai cleared his throat and looked sideways at the little woman beside him: "Has your head grown into the ground?" ”