My Goddess is a Cat

Tang An is a clever teenager. Most of the time, his performance is quite rational and appropriate, but he is just a teenager after all. When many accidents happen, it is inevitable that he will be exposed to the frankness of this age. How about Nan Mao Say, what he did.

When Tang An left the cemetery, Uncle Zhao was not at the door to save him from asking where Tang An’s milk had gone. Tang An watched a bus leave, worried that his tail would grow again, so he raised his leg and started running. Up.

　　 Zhonghai in August, after the sun came out, it was a bit hot, but this couldn't shake Tang An's determination at all. It would take about thirty or forty minutes by bus. It’s really not easy to go back this way.

　　 was wearing loose sportswear when he went out. At this time, he took off the clothes around his waist and held it in his hand, which was also a look of exercise.

Tang An didn’t want to have a long tail, and knew that running back was a difficult task, but with the determination to do so, he still found it easy to run. However, after running for a while, Tang An found that this kind of ease seemed a bit too much, and moved forward. The steps didn't feel heavier at all, but they became lighter and lighter, the muscles were endless, and the soles of his feet seemed to be supported by airflow, giving him a smart and elegant feeling of running.

This kind of feeling is enjoyable. Maybe those runners are looking for this kind of feeling. Tang An thought. After half an hour of running, he found that he was as relaxed as always. Running under the scorching sun is better than walking in the garden, Tang Ann felt something was wrong. He knew very well that his physical strength had not reached this level. Although he exercised regularly, he was still very different from professional long-distance runners.

Her current physical stamina is still very abundant. Tang An stopped to observe him. There was no change. Sweat was dripping on his skin. Tang An asked for a bottle of mineral water in a small shop on the roadside and drank it in one breath. He noticed that there were fine beads of sweat on his nose.

Many people are like this. They sweat a lot on their noses during exercise, and Tang An also does this, but he feels that his nose sweats a little today. At the same time, although the body is not abnormal, the palms and soles of the feet are also sweaty. More than usual.

　　 ran home, these abnormal conditions should have disappeared, Tang An didn't care about the unusual physical condition, and planned to continue after drinking a whole bottle of mineral water.

　　 "Young man, running on a hot day, be careful not to get heatstroke." A middle-aged man walked out of the convenience store and said, looking at Tang An.

　　 "It's okay, I'm used to it." Tang An said with a smile.

　　 "Is it a professional runner?" the middle-aged man asked leisurely.

Tang An also took a look at him. Tang An was running on a hot day, but the man was wearing a neat suit and a dark color. Looking at a black Mercedes next to him, the man seemed to have gotten out of the car. Looking at his rather sturdy neck and powerful, wide palms, Tang An figured out that he was probably the kind of driver and bodyguard.

　　 "No, try and challenge the lower limit." Of course, Tang An wouldn't say that he didn't want to grow his tail to run like this.

　　 "How far are you going to run?" the middle-aged man asked next.

　　 "All the way to Wutong Lane." Tang An said, Wutong Lane, a common name, means that there are not many old houses and bungalows in China.

　　 "It just so happens that I want to go to Wutong Lane, if you don't want to run, take my car over." The middle-aged man enthusiastically suggested.

　　 For young people, adults are always more willing to show some enthusiasm and kindness, Tang An shook his head and said: "Thank you, but I still have to run by myself. You go first, and you won't be delayed."

　　 The middle-aged man smiled, then walked back to the Mercedes-Benz car and drove away.

Tang An had no need to rest, and was still very physically fit. He ran after the Mercedes-Benz, but of course he couldn't catch up with the car. Although the Mercedes-Benz stopped by the red street light in front, he waited until Tang. When Ann came to the intersection, the car had disappeared.

After a while, Tang An's phone rang and glanced at the serial number of a few lucky numbers. It was probably not the intermediary company that couldn't call it. As expected, he saw Tang An's small advertisement and came to see the room in person. People.

Tang An calculated the time and asked the other party to wait a while, so he speeded up. He didn't intend to delay the elimination of his tail hazard for renting a house. He still had to run back instead of interrupting running and taking a car in order to rush back. .

　　 When he ran to Wutong Lane, Tang An was a little out of breath, and his stamina was not limitless... It seemed that the abnormal condition would also disappear, but Tang An was very satisfied as tired as a dog.

　　 Seeing the Mercedes-Benz that he had seen at the door of the convenience store, Tang An felt a little coincidental. When he came to his door, he saw the middle-aged man talking to him.

　　 "Could it be that you want to see the house, right?" Tang An said with a smile.

　　 "It's just... coincidence, it seems that your house should belong to me." The middle-aged man laughed.

　　 As he said, he took out his business card. There was a name and phone number on it, but there was no title. Ye Gang, an almost masculine name, fits his image very well.

"Let’s make it clear first... I also stated in the post that the house is only rentable but not for sale." Tang An has a good impression of this middle-aged person. There should be no problem with renting to this kind of person. It doesn’t seem that difficult to get along with People.

　　 "Look at the house first, and take a look." Ye Gang was still smiling. For him, he didn't mind that the other party said the words to death at the beginning, things were all discussed.

　　 Tang An opened the door, Ye Gang walked in, took a cursory glance and then nodded, "Yes, not bad... Except for the smaller one, this house is very good."

Generally speaking, it is always necessary to pick something wrong to facilitate bargaining or to reach an agreement, but Ye Gang does not seem to be doing this, but an attitude of discussing the matter. Probably in his eyes, the single-family house campus seems to be only a sophisticated room type, rather than luxurious. Mansion.

Ye Gang’s next words also confirm that he just thinks the house is not big, but appreciates it very much, “This tree is some years old, and the direction of the branches is very suitable for repair. The marble in this patio is especially polished and beautiful. Bamboo and rockery are very ink-washed... these two small buildings, this one is the main building? The corridor in the middle is also very well designed. Has it been painted in recent years? The patterns on the window lattices, tusk, the painter is so good It's a master."

"I painted the paint together with my mother a few years earlier. The patterns on the window lattices were painted stroke by stroke." Tang An said with some pride. She did not fully inherit her mother's talents, but she was a piano. Chess, calligraphy, and calligraphy are all exquisite. In Tang An's eyes, his mother is just not good at speculation or unintentionally making famous. The works and performances of many so-called masters of traditional Chinese painting and art are far inferior to his mother.

　　 "Awesome..." Ye Gang looked a little fascinated. After a while, he raised his head and nodded in praise: "This is a master, may I ask Lingtangzun's name?"

　　 Ye Gang is also a little bit familiar with art collection and appreciation, and can't help but become curious.

　　 "My mother has passed away, she has no reputation, and these things are just her hobbies." Tang An shook his head, there was no sadness on his face, but there was obvious pride.

　　 "Sorrow..." Ye Gang paused somewhat unexpectedly. Tang An was just a teenager, and his mother must be young. This is regarded as an early death.

　　 "My mother left the house for me, so I only rent it but not sell it." Tang An said again.

　　 Ye had just seen Tang An’s expression, he knew that the house really couldn’t be bought...but renting was okay, after all, my lady didn’t care about these little things.

　　 "Well, I will look inside the house again."

　　 Tang An took Ye Gang to look at the rented room again. After going around, Ye Gang looked at the environment and vision again, and decided to rent it.

"Then I first declare that after renting the house, I cannot bring people here often. After all, I still want to live. I like to be quiet and don’t like people coming and going. I also have some other requirements in the contract. It's clarified, you take a look first." Tang An showed Ye Gang the prepared lease contract.

Ye Gang looked at it, nodded and said, "Actually, this is not where I live, but one of my relatives. She is a girl and will go to university next semester. The family is reluctant to let her go to accommodation, so Find a better place to live."

　　 "Ah, it's a girl..." Tang An was a little surprised. After all, he is a boy. How can he let a girl live with him under the same roof? Tang An suggested: "In fact, there are many good houses around the university. Compared with those luxury houses, my advantage here is probably only this kind of antique taste."

Ye Gang smiled helplessly, "Yes, there are indeed a lot of good houses around the university, but they are basically ordinary communities. Without the luxury houses you mentioned, the best house nearby is Wutong Lane. She still I just like this kind of antique old house."

　　 "That's okay, I'm not a bad person." Of course, Tang An wouldn't make trouble for himself. He had to persuade others to find another house, not to mention that he didn't think he was a bad person, and the other party had no need to beware.

　　 So Ye Gang and Tang An signed a contract. Ye Gang paid Tang An's four-year rent in one lump sum and will move in on August 30.

A one-time payment of four years’ rent was a huge sum of money for Tang An. After Ye Gang made a phone call and reported Tang An’s account number, Tang An quickly received a text message from the bank, which was in his account. It's six digits all at once.

　　 "My relative, as a girl, is always a little reserved and proud, and girls always have some days a month, and their temper is a bit bad, don't mind..." Ye Gang told Tang An at last.

"It's okay. I'm not a stingy person." Tang An smiled and shook his head. As a man, he always has to be more tolerant towards girls. This kind of demeanor is still there, as long as the other party is not an unreasonable person, just look at Ye Gang. The relatives he would bother to help should not be uncultured.

　　 Tang An, after all, is too young.