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Looking at the bag full of silver dollars in front of him, Li Shang was shocked and hesitated to reach out to take it.

Ding Bao smiled generously, trying to make himself look like he regarded money like dung.

"Of course, I can't lift my shoulders and carry a weak woman, the only thing I can do for everyone is donations, Brother Li, you are a good person, I am very relieved to give you this money."

Li Shang's voice trembled a little, and when he looked at Ding Bao again, his eyes were full of gratitude and relief.

"I thank you for these displaced people, really thank you, this money has helped us a lot."

Ding Bao didn't say anything, looked at the orange and yellow in the sky, and turned around to leave.

Li Shang, who was behind him, caught up and asked.

"I haven't told Miss Ding yet, what about the base of our YMCA!"

Ding Bao was not at all interested in their base.

And she could clearly feel her tail slowly swaying in her skirt, and she couldn't control it at all!

"I'm a little busy right now, I'll talk about it next time."

"Then can I call you Ding Bao in the future?"

"Yes, you can."

"Oh yes, the YMCA badge is for you...... Ding Bao? Do you want to wear the badge first? ”

As soon as the words fell, the girl in front of her had already trotted away, and her back was slender and delicate at sunrise.

is obviously a delicate girl, but the determined look in her eyes is more persistent than a man's.

"Ding Bao ......"

The man muttered under his breath, watching the figure disappear from his sight.

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When Ding Bao returned to Du's house, it was almost dawn, about six o'clock, Du Shiling was already sitting by the window and began to have breakfast, when he heard the bell ringing outside the door, the man slowly put down the chopsticks in his hand, and when he raised his eyes, he just saw the white cat jumping on the windowsill.

Today's sunshine is good, and the willows outside are also beginning to draw green, and the position of the window is just bathed in the warm sun, which makes Du Shiling's whole body plated with a layer of gold edges, but that face looks a little dark and cold.

Ding Bao was hovering on the windowsill, his snow-white body almost transparent in the sunlight.

Du Shiling looked at her quietly, and when she saw that she didn't take the initiative to come over, her face became even darker, and her voice was slightly cold.

"Bao'er, come here."

Ding Bao looked at him quietly, then the soft white paws tentatively probed forward, and finally jumped lightly and jumped onto the table.

On the round table, Du Shiling's breakfast is still a variety of nourishing soups and waters, which look particularly healthy.

Du Shiling looked at it deeply, put one hand on the table, and knocked on the table with her index finger slightly bent.

"Come here."

Du San on the side couldn't understand it.

Compare with a cat.

Cats are the most unfamiliar things, and they are still undisciplined, so it's better to raise a dog.

No way, the master likes it.

Ding Bao took two steps forward, leaned in front of the man, lowered his head and gently rubbed his face, the soft fluffy hair scraped across his cheeks, like a wisp of fresh breeze.

"Where did you go last night?"

He asked.

But Ding Bao is just a kitten, and all he can do is look at him with his eyes open and ignorant.

Du Shiling stiffened her face and turned around to instruct Du San.

"Put a cage in my house tonight."

When Du San heard this, he immediately understood what the master meant, and the colleague who nodded said in a low voice.

"Master, the cat can't be shut up."

Du Shiling stretched out her hand to pick up Ding Bao on the table, her face was indifferent, and her eyes were indifferent.

"Then you can't find a bigger cage?"

"......"

When he came to his mouth, he was frightened back by the master's cold eyes.

But no matter how big the cage is, it's also a cage, and besides, why bother to lock up a cat.

Du San didn't understand, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only do it quickly.

The cage was made that night, and its boxy shape was much larger than that of an ordinary cage, and at first glance I thought it was used to hold tigers.

Before going to bed, Du Shiling carried Ding Bao into the house, and then Ding Bao saw the large cage in the bedroom at a glance, which was covered with a soft blanket, and her favorite cushion was placed on the blanket.

Du Shiling walked around the cage with Ding Bao in her arms, then bent down to open the door and let her in.

Ding Bao obediently jumped in, as if he hadn't figured out the current situation.

When Du Shiling locked up the cage, the white cat, which had been quiet, suddenly began to be restless, with a low whimper in its throat, walking around the cage, and from time to time stretching out its claws to grab the iron railing in front of it.

"Meow ......"

She whispered, her voice a little anxious, and when she didn't get a response, she opened her mouth again and began to gnaw on the cage.

"Don't want to be locked up?"

Du Shiling didn't give up his heart in the end, he turned over and got out of bed, stepped on the soft carpet and came to Ding Bao, stretched out a finger through the railing, and teased her with his own finger as before.

But this time, what he was waiting for was not the white cat's obedient licking, but a pair of sharp fangs.

"Tsk......"

She bit him.

With his sharpest fangs, although he quickly released it at the end, he still easily pierced the man's fingers.

Blood flowed out at this moment, and drop by drop fell on the cage.

Seeing this, the white cat's ears that were originally raised high were turned behind his head at this moment, and a pair of bright and clean eyes looked at Du Shiling, with his tail hanging low, and cautiously stepped forward to lick the man's fingers.

But at this moment, Du Shiling withdrew her hand.

He quietly looked at his bitten bloody finger, his face was expressionless, but there was a dark mist under his eyes.

"Little things without conscience......"

Dropping this, he got up and stood at the door, and called for a servant to come in.

"Lift the cage out."

"Is it connected to the cat?"

Usually the master really likes this cat too much, so the maid subconsciously asked.

Du Shiling turned her back and her voice was cold.

"Well, take it out in pieces."

"Meow ......"

This cat meow was light and soft, but Du Shiling turned around directly and called someone to find his personal doctor.

Fifteen minutes later, the doctor arrived in a hurry, and when he saw the wound on Du Shiling's hand, he was a little worried.

"The wound may become infected, and an injection is required to reduce inflammation."

"Hmm."

After the injection, the doctor carefully bandaged Du Shiling's wound and asked during the period.

"Bitten by the cat you raised?"

"Hmm."

"Cats are like this, cold-blooded and cold-hearted, and they can't be raised."

As soon as the words fell, a cold gaze fell on his body, and the frightened doctor's hand holding the medicine was trembling slightly.

He knew he had said the wrong thing.

I wanted to comfort and comfort the boss, but I didn't think about it, but I accidentally angered him.

"My cat, it's your turn to gossip?"

"Boss, I didn't mean that, sorry."

"Get out."

When the doctor heard this, he quickly packed up his things and left Du's house.

In the dead of night, the bedroom is warm and dry.

Du Shiling, who has always slept at the point, has some insomnia, obviously it is the hand that is bitten, but it is the heart that hurts faintly.

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