I became a god after resigning

Chapter 96

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

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

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

"I probably slept too much in the evening. When I went to bed at night, I thought she was asleep at first. After I left, she sneaked here and said she would wait for you to come back."

"I didn't let her go back. I waited here with her. I didn't expect her to fall asleep again, so I didn't take her back to sleep."

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

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

"Mom, go to rest too, don't make it too late."

"Have you been drinking?"

"Well, I drank, not much."

"Shall I make you some hangover soup?"

"No, with such a small amount of wine, where can I get hangover soup?"

"Okay, then you should go to bed earlier."

Zhao Caixia stood up with the things in her hands, and walked towards the room with the other hand hammering lightly behind her back.

Seeing this, Song Ci was very moved in his heart. Zhao Caixia had a bad waist, but in order to wait for him and to accompany Nuan Nuan, she sat here without rest.

Song Ci carried Nuan Nuan back to the room, and the little guy didn't wake up the whole time.

Putting the pillow her uncle bought for her beside her, she went out of the room again, ready to wash and rest.

"Meow~"

Huang Lihong got out of nowhere and squatted in front of Song Ci.

"You didn't rest either." Song Ci squatted down and scratched its chin twice.

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

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

As Song Ci said, he scratched its belly twice.

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

"You don't want to grow into a fat cat." Song Ci said with a smile.

"Meow~"

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

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

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

Huang Lihong seemed to be greatly frightened, arched her back and shrugged, turned around and ran away.

Taking a bath is like a nightmare memory for it.
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Nuan Nuan woke up from her sleep, but did not open her eyes, nor did she move her body. Instead, she kicked her chubby right foot to the left.

Because the human heart is on the left side, when the child sleeps, most of them will sleep next to the adult subconsciously, 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 has been sleeping on Nuan Nuan's right side.

And Nuan Nuan was also used to Song Ci sleeping on her right side, and she stretched out her feet to make sure Song Ci had woken up.

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

Suddenly she felt something was wrong, as if her little feet had kicked something.

So she tried to kick to the left again, soft and fluffy.

But Nuan Nuan still didn't open her eyes, but turned over, turned to the left, and swung her small arm "pia~".

"Haha~, let's catch you."

Nuan Nuan was secretly happy in her heart, then quietly opened her eyes a gap, then opened them wide, wide open...

Then he let out an exclamation, lost all sleepiness, and crawled up.

"Little cat~"

She hugged the cat pillow and rubbed it, and then felt something wrong. After a closer look, the cat was as big as her.

"Big cat?"

No matter, anyway, this cat is so cute, soft and fluffy.

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 her best to hug the pillow that was not too tall for her.

"Of course your father bought it for you. Could it still fall from the sky?"

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

Unexpectedly, Nuan Nuan nodded.

With a confused expression, he 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. I thought she liked my painting very much..."

The more Nuan Nuan talked, the more disappointed she became, and she was not too sad, after all, she was used to it after such a long time.

Zhao Caixia froze for a moment when she heard the words, 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 your father brought it back. In fact, I don't know if he bought it himself. When he comes back, you can ask him if it is a gift from your mother."

After all, Nuan Nuan was still a child, so she easily believed her grandma's words, and became happy again.

The little face rubbed against the flannel pillow and rolled over and over on the bed, unwilling to get up.

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

As for why she didn't ask her father where she was going, it was because she was used to Song Ci not being around when she got up early, and knew that he was driving the car to work and earn money.

So her dream now is to drive with her father to make money, but her father doesn't even let her sit in the front co-pilot, he must be afraid that if she learns to drive, he won't have a car to drive.

Well, it must be so.

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 beside him.

Song Ci walked over as if nothing had happened, and greeted the other party.

"morning."

"Morning." 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 also cleaned the inside with a brush.

Although the old yellow hair seems unreliable, but he has been in the society for so many years, he is definitely not a brainless person, and he did not continue to struggle with this issue after hearing the words.

Instead, he said cautiously: "May I take the liberty to ask about your identity? Are you a mage? Mr. Yin Yang? A divine man? A horse fairy? A mountain walker..."

"Hey? You know a lot?" Song Ci asked in surprise.

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

The old yellow hair rarely showed a hint of embarrassment.

Then he rubbed his hands and asked, "Are you..."

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

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

The old yellow hair had an expression of you teasing me.

"However, if you have any unfulfilled wishes, I can help you fulfill them. Of course, it's not free."

Song Ci added a sentence at the end, because for a person like Lao Huangmao, if you say it is free, he may not believe it at all, thinking that you have some purpose and want to lie to him, but if you say charge, then he will feel relieved.

Sure enough, as soon as Song Ci said this, the old Huang Mao said with a face full of surprise: "It should be, I still have some savings, I don't know which bastard is cheaper when I die, as long as you can help me fulfill my wish, I will give it to you..." Half, at least this number."

As Lao Huang said, he stretched out his hand and gestured.

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

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

"Get in the car and talk." Song Ci greeted after closing the car door.

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

(End of this chapter)