Song Ci closed the door gently, tiptoed into the living room, and was startled.

I saw Nuan Nuan lying on the sofa and falling asleep, while Zhao Caixia was wearing clothes and sitting next to her knitting a sweater.

"How do you sleep here?" Song Ci asked in some surprise.

"I probably slept too much in the evening, and when I slept at night, at first I thought she was asleep, and after I left, she secretly came here, saying that she would wait for you to come back."

"I didn't let her go back, I waited here with her, but I didn't expect her to fall asleep again after a while, so I didn't carry her back to sleep."

Song Ci walked over and saw Nuan Nuan lying on the sofa, her little face flushed, and she slept soundly.

Looking at her fleshy little face, Song Ci felt an inexplicable warmth and emotion in his heart, put down the things, and hugged them with the quilt.

"Mom, you can rest too, don't get too late."

"Have you been drinking?"

"Well, I drank it, not much."

"Do you want me to get you some decanting soup?"

"No, where do you want any decanting soup with such a little wine?"

"Okay, then you should rest early."

Zhao Caixia got up with the things in her hand, and walked towards the room with her other hand behind her back.

Song Ci saw it in his eyes, and his heart was very moved, Zhao Caixia's waist was not good, but in order to wait for him, and in order to accompany Nuan Nuan, she had been sitting here without resting.

Song Ci carried Nuan Nuan back to the room, and the little guy never woke up the whole time.

She put the pillow that her uncle had bought for her beside her, and then went out of the room again, ready to wash and rest.

"Meow~"

Huang Lihong didn't know where to come out of nowhere and squatted in front of Song Ci.

"You haven't rested either." Song Ci crouched down and scratched its chin twice.

He immediately collapsed to the ground, looking at Song Ci with his belly up, as if to say "come".

"That's not going to work, I'm going to rest too."

Song Ci said, scratching two more handfuls on its belly.

I feel a lot fatter, and my belly is full of meat.

"Don't you grow into a fat cat." Song Ci said with a smile.

"Meow~"

Huang Lihong seemed to be very dissatisfied with Song Ci's words, especially when he got up and didn't scratch himself.

So he got up and meowed behind Song Ci, Song Ci entered the bathroom, and it jumped in.

"Wash together?" Song Ci turned on the shower head and asked with a smile.

Huang Lihong seemed to be greatly frightened, hunched his back and shrugged his hair, turned around and ran.

Bathing is a nightmare memory for it.

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Nuan Nuan woke up from her sleep, but she didn't open her eyes and her body didn't move, but kicked her fat right foot to the left.

Because the human heart is on the left side, when the child sleeps, most of them will subconsciously sleep close to the adult, so when taking the child to sleep, it is best to sleep on the right side of the child to prevent the child from sleeping on the left side and squeezing the heart.

So for a long time, Song Ci slept on Nuan Nuan's right side.

And Nuan Nuan is also used to Song Ci sleeping on her right side, and she stretches out her feet and kicks to confirm whether Song Ci is up or not.

Sure enough, he kicked it in the air again, and the little thing muttered two words in his heart, and then the two little short legs slid twice on the bed like breaststroke, and the thin quilt had already been kicked away by her.

Suddenly, she felt that something was wrong, and her little feet seemed to have kicked something.

So she tried to kick to the left again, soft, hairy.

However, Nuan Nuan still didn't open her eyes, but turned over, came over on the left side, and threw her little arm "pia~" over.

"Haha~, I'll catch you."

Nuan Nuan was secretly happy in her heart, and then quietly opened her eyes a slit, and then opened them wider, widening her ......

Then he exclaimed, and he was completely sleepy, and he got up on his bones.

"Kitten~"

She rubbed it with the cat's pillow, and then it didn't feel right, and then looked closely, this cat was as big as her.

"Big cat?"

No matter what, in short, this cat is so cute, soft and hairy.

Zhao Caixia in the living room heard the voice and walked into the room.

"Wake up, wake up and have breakfast."

"Grandma, why is there a big cat here?"

Nuan Nuan tried to pick up the pillow that was almost as high as hers.

"Of course your father bought it for you, can it still fall from the sky?"

Zhao Caixia said as she walked over and opened the curtains.

Unexpectedly, Nuan Nuan nodded.

He looked a little ignorant and said, "I thought it was given to me by my mother?" Yesterday I drew a picture for my mother, and my father said to help me give it to her, and I thought she liked my painting very much......"

The more Nuan Nuan talked, the more frustrated she became, but she was not sad, after all, she was used to it for so long.

Zhao Caixia was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and turned her head to look at Nuan Nuan who was sitting on the bed, the sunlight outside the window was shining through the car window and falling on her lost little face, which made Zhao Caixia feel distressed.

So he hurriedly said: "I saw that your father brought it back, in fact, I don't know if he bought it himself, when he comes back, you ask him if it is a gift from your mother." ”

Nuan Nuan is still a child after all, so she easily believed her grandmother's words and became happy again.

The little face rubbed and rubbed on the flannel pillow, and rolled on the bed again and did not want to get up.

It wasn't until Zhao Caixia said that she would beat her ass if she didn't get up again, so she reluctantly got up.

As for why she didn't ask her father where she went, it was because she was used to Song Ci getting up early and not being around, and knew that he was going to drive to work and make money.

So her dream now is to drive with her father to make money, but her father won't even give her a seat in front of the co-pilot, because he must be afraid that she will learn to drive, so he won't have a car.

Well, it must be like that.

And Song Ci's guess last night was not wrong, when he came to the garage early in the morning, he saw the old yellow hair squatting aside.

Song Ci walked over casually and said hello to the other party.

"Early."

"Early." Old Huang Mao hurriedly stood up.

Then he hesitated and asked, "Did you guess that I would be waiting for you here?" ”

"Does it matter?"

Song Ci opened the car doors, and while dissipating the smell, he used a brush to clean the inside of the house.

Although Lao Huangmao seems unreliable, he can mix in society for so many years, and he is definitely not a brainless person, and he didn't continue to dwell on this problem when he heard the words.

Instead, he cautiously said, "Can I take the liberty of asking about your identity?" Are you a mage? Mr. Yin and Yang? Shenhan? Out of the horse immortal? Mountain Walker ......"

"Ouch? Do you know a lot? Song Ci asked in surprise.

"When I was young, I was interested in these and studied them for a while."

The old yellow hair rarely showed a hint of confusion.

Then rubbed his hands together and asked, "Are you ......?"

"No, I'm just a special ride-hailing driver."

Song Ci pointed to the car next to him with all the doors open.

Old Huang Mao has an expression of you teasing me.

"However, if you have any outstanding wishes, I can help you fulfill them, of course, not for free."

Song Ci added a sentence at the end, because for people like Lao Huangmao, if you say it's free, he may not believe it at all, thinking that you have another purpose and want to deceive him, if you say that it will be charged, then he will be relieved.

Sure enough, as soon as Song Ci said this, Lao Huangmao said with surprise on his face: "Yes, I still have some savings, I don't know which bastard is cheap when I die, as long as you can help me fulfill my wish, I will ...... I'll give you half, the least of this amount. ”

Lao Huang said, and stretched out his hand to gesture.

Song Ci glanced at it, and didn't ask how much, but asked, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Zhao Sanpao, no, my name is Zhao Changqing." Zhao Changqing hurriedly said.

"Get in the car and talk about it." Song Ci closed the car door and greeted.

As Song Ci slowly drove the car out of the garage, Zhao Changqing also talked about himself.