Lu Shen sneered and extended his forearm with strong muscle lines to his eyes.

Is this called old?

Isn't he much better than the Caigua who has no power to tie a chicken?

Lu Shen lowered his eyes and looked at the white shirt on his body. After thinking for a moment, he called Ping Peng: "Buy me a few T-shirts and jeans."

Ping Peng was stunned: "Do you wear it?"

Lu Shen: "Yes."

Ping Peng's heart flashed with suspicion. Lu Shen has always been very disciplined. Except for exercising, he almost only wore a shirt and suit customized by the master. Even in the hot summer, he wore a long-sleeved shirt, but he just rolled up his sleeves. Why did he remember to wear a T-shirt now?

But the boss needs him, he must do it.

Ping Peng: "Okay."

"By the way, there are also those little white shoes that are very popular on the Internet." Lu Shen recalled the photos Sang Bai showed him in the morning, "It seems that there is a 're' sign behind the shoes."

Ping Peng was even more surprised, but didn't ask anything more: "Okay."

Lu Shen said "yes" and told him again, "Buy it quickly."

Pingpeng is very efficient in doing things. He drove in less than two hours, carrying a large bag of things in his hand.

"T-shirts are all made of Xinjiang long-length cotton, soft, skin-friendly, breathable, and in short, they are very comfortable. How about you try it?"

Lu Shen took out one and touched it in his hand: "It's good."

Ping Peng looked at him gossipingly and smiled: "Mr. Lu, how are you and Miss Sang?"

Lu Shen remained silent.

It seems that there is no progress at first glance.

Ping Peng was anxious for him: "Mr. Lu, I would like to give you a suggestion. You have to spend more time with Miss Sang. I think you used to spend too little time with her and only care about work every day..."

Lu Shen said indifferently: "Okay, don't you all follow me to the crew? Don't worry, put down your things, go back for vacation."

Ping Peng left happily.

Recently, it has been the easiest day since he started working. He can rest at home most of the time, and occasionally he is summoned by Lu Shen, and he has gained two pounds.

The driver of the nanny car didn't like to stay in the car, so he got out and found a place to stroll.

Lu Shen was the only one left in the car.

Because Sang Bai often needs to change clothes in the car, an anti-peeping film is applied to the car window, and nothing can be seen outside.

Lu Shen chose one of the several sets of clothes that Ping Peng bought and changed it.

White T-shirt, jeans, and a pair of flat white shoes with a lettering.

Last time I was wearing this, maybe in high school?

After changing his clothes, he moved a little in the car to the rearview mirror and glanced at it - it was a bit awkward, but it seemed pretty good?

Influenced by Lu Shen's morning evaluation of the photos, Sang Bai's requirements for the afternoon shooting were stricter. He asked for a reshoot if he was a little dissatisfied. Bai Qisi also cooperated very well and did not finish the shooting until 8 pm.

Walking out of the studio, Maizi opened the nanny's car door for Sangbai, and the two of them came in one after another and collapsed in the car chair.

Maizi: "Sangsang, you go back and take a hot bath. You have been standing in high heels for so long today."

Sang Bai was weak: "I understand."

Not all of them blame someone!

She glanced back with a blame, and was stunned.

Lu Shen didn't know when he changed his clothes.

He leaned there in a brand new white T-shirt, as if he was resting.

The white T-sole vaguely outlined his neat figure. He wore light-colored jeans underneath, his long legs were straight and thin, and he also wore a pair of white shoes on his feet.

Spotlessly clean.

He lost his former indifference and looked much approachable.

It is not like the style of a mature and successful business person like before, and it has a bit of a refreshing youthful feeling.

Sang Bai almost thought he was dazzled and stared at him for a long time.

After a long time, Maizi realized something was wrong. She looked along her gaze and opened her mouth into an O-shaped shape.

The two looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Lu Shen suddenly opened his eyes and directly met Sang Bai's gaze.

"Are you finished?"

Sang Bai nodded and pointed at him: "You are..."

Lu Shen raised his hand to fix his T-shirt, his long legs overlapped, and the corners of his lips were slightly curled up, ready to wait for praise.

But I heard her say, "Has consumption been downgraded?"

“…”

The curve of the corner of Lu Shen's mouth disappeared.

He said indifferently: "Pingpeng is afraid that I will not have any clothes to change, so he delivered it in the afternoon."

Sang Bai felt that what he said just now was a bit rude, for fear that it would touch his bankruptcy mood, so he nodded and praised: "T-shirts and jeans are very comfortable to wear, and I also like them all morning, so I plan to buy two pairs to wear."

Lu Shen frowned slightly.

Who wants to listen to this?

Maybe seeing his expression awkward, Sang Bai added: "It's pretty good."

When Lu Shen heard her say the word "very good", he stretched out his eyebrows slightly.

Sang Bai's poem is chaotic and glanced at Maizi.

Maizi also quickly said, "Yes, Mr. Lu! You look very young in this outfit! Just like a college student!"

Lu Shen said "Oh" and turned his gaze to Sang Bai, as if asking her about her opinion.

Sang Bai nodded and agreed.

Lu Shen seemed to chuckled softly: "That's good."

The car slowly drove back.

It was too late, Maizi went to the convenience store to buy some hot milk and sandwiches. The three of them ate a simple meal, and Sang Bai was forced to take medicine in the car again.

After taking the medicine, Lu Shen threw another candy into her hand.

Sang Bai was a little surprised: "Did you send so much sugar when ordering the meal that day?"

Lu Shen had a blank expression on his face: "Yes, I gave a whole bag."

Sang Bai put the candy into his mouth and said vaguely: "Which restaurant is so generous."

The two returned home.

Lu Shen put down several bags in his hand and bent down to get slippers for Sangbai.

Very strange.

This man was wearing a very ordinary T-shirt and bent over to do such things, as if he had a sense of nobleness in his bones.

Sang Bai's lips moved, thinking that he would not do this in the future, but he felt that this sounded like she was feeling sorry for him, so he didn't speak.

Sang Bai changed into slippers, sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. Lu Shen went into the kitchen and cut the apples and delivered them to her.

"Eat more fruit."

Of course, she doesn't want to eat it after all is cut.

Sang Bai stretched his waist lazily, picked up the toothpick and ate an apple, and tried to bargain with Lu Shen: "You see, I basically don't cough today, can I stop taking medicine tomorrow?"

She raised her head slightly, held something in her mouth, and spoke a little vaguely, and the mole on the tip of her nose was so cute.

Lu Shen almost felt soft-hearted.

He said indifferently: "No."

Sang Bai pouted his little mouth and put the toothpick on the plate with displeasure.

That means, you don’t even have the appetite to eat apples.

Really convinced.

How could I think she was well-behaved before? She was clearly like a favored lady, and she had a little temper everywhere.

Lu Shen had no choice but to pick up the toothpick she had just put down, forked the apple again and put it to her mouth, and put it a little bit of coaxing her: "Eat it for the last day, otherwise it will be easy to repeat."

The apple meat touched the corner of her lips.

The cool and comfortable feeling has been wiped away.

He was close to her and his breath fell on her side.
To be continued...