The God of Wealth: The growth journey of the poor white rich beauty

Life with Song Da Naotou is more joyful, but of course there are also some worries.

Several times when the dormitory manager checked the dormitories, she would ask at the door in confusion whether there was a smell or not, and even pretended to look into their dormitory.

This scared the girls, and they kept teaching Song Dabo some survival and hiding knowledge every day. They were almost trying to teach the cat to be an expert in wilderness survival.

Of course, the dormitory manager was just bored and wanted to tease these girls, and at the same time wind them up to make them more nervous.

Do you really think the dorm auntie knows nothing? After so many years of working, which auntie doesn't have a keen eye?

What kind of tricks have the dormitory manager not seen from the little girls of each class? She knew it the first day Song Tang and her friends brought the kitten back.

……

Zhou Jing had already prepared everything for Song Da Nao at home.

Song Tang called me earlier and said that he had picked up a cat and would keep it and bring it home during the holidays.

Zhou Jing didn't ask much, just asked how old the kitten was, and then calculated how long it would take until the holiday.

When she buys some things, she has to consider the size of the kitten at that time.

……

It was another Saturday, and Song Tang, Ye Jin and Han Jing, who were sleeping in early in the morning, were woken up by Zhao Zihong.

Song Tang had already been going home less frequently on weekends, and now that he had Song Da Nao, it was even more impossible for him to go home all the time.

"Give it to me, or I'll punish you. Even your mother won't be able to stop me."

Zhao Zihong was jumping on the ground. Opposite her, on the ground, Song Dabo, who was not even as big as one of her shoes, was looking at her provocatively with a leather hairband in his mouth.

The people who were woken up were about to complain about Zhao Zihong, but ended up seeing this curious scene before them.

Seeing that everyone was woken up, Zhao Zihong angrily pointed at Song Da Nao and complained to everyone.

"I was planning to go out for a run, but when I was tying my hair, the hair tie accidentally fell to the ground."

"Before I could bend down to pick it up, this little thing suddenly jumped out from nowhere, grabbed my hair tie and ran away."

When Zhao Zihong said this, there was actually a hint of grievance in her tone.

Song Da Nao is so awesome that he can make a tough girl like Zhao Zihong feel wronged.

"I've been trying to catch it for a long time. This little thing has been eating well these days and is very agile." After saying that, he gave everyone a demonstration.

As soon as she moved her foot, Song Dabo took off running and went directly under Song Tang's chair. Zhao Zihong just rushed over and bent down to block it, but it nimbly circumvented and ran under Ye Jin's table.

Zhao Zihong stood up, spread his hands helplessly and shrugged, while the other three rolled on the bed laughing.

For some reason, Song Dabo had turned against his savior, Zhao Zihong, and he always did. He seemed to enjoy going against Zhao Zihong.

Song Tang stopped laughing at this moment, quickly got out of bed, took out a hairband from his small box and gave it to Zhao Zihong.

"Hurry up, use this first, otherwise you will be late for your run."

Normally, Zhao Zihong would not have accepted it, because she knew that Song Tang's hairbands cost hundreds of yuan each.

But she must take this hair tie today.

While tying her hair, she looked fiercely at Song Datou who was holding her hairband in his mouth.

"Hmph, if you have the guts, keep holding it in your mouth. You take my things, so I'll use your master's things. Let's see who gets the short end of the stick."

After saying this, Zhao Zihong shook her braids and glared proudly at Song Datou who was staring at her head.

I changed my shoes and prepared to go for a run. Just as I was about to leave, I heard her voice. "I'll be back with breakfast for you guys."

Zhao Zihong rarely stays in bed with them, and often gets up early to go for a morning run.

Especially after getting the martial arts secrets from Wei Wu, he rarely slacked off.

It was not until Zhao Zihong walked away and her footsteps disappeared that Song Dabo came out from under the table holding her hairband in his mouth.

She walked to the feet of Song Tang, who was both laughing and crying, shaking her head, put the hairband on the ground at Song Tang's feet, looked up and meowed at her twice.

It looks like it wants to give the hairband it snatched to its owner, and also to take credit for it.

Song Tang bent down speechlessly and picked up Song Da's head, and picked up Zhao Zihong's hairband and put it on the table.

"You clever little bastard, you think you're getting a great deal? We're going to lose a lot this time, okay?"

Song Tang said while scratching the little guy's head, feeling both amused and helpless.

On the other two beds, Han Jing and Ye Jin, who had been watching the entire process, also laughed and cheered, "Let's show Big Head Song what we have that he likes. Take it away, let him have it all."

Song Tang looked at the two guys who were gloating in silence, and climbed back into bed with Song Da Nao in his arms.

It’s still early, and I can have a very comfortable nap.

Song Tang lay back comfortably in the still warm bed. Song Tang was so excited to be at such a high place again that he kept looking back and forth on the bed.

After a while, Song Tang fell asleep peacefully again. After the previous incident, the whole dormitory became quiet again.

Song Dabo wandered around Song Tang's bed for a while, then walked to Song Tang's sleeping face.

It tilted its head and looked at Song Tang seriously for a while, as if it knew Song Tang was sleeping. It tiptoed to a gap in the quilt and slowly slid in with its big head facing downwards.

After a while, a fluffy little head popped out next to Song Tang's beautiful sleeping face. Who else could it be but Song Tang's big head?

It put itself in a comfortable position, leaned against Song Tang's neck and slowly closed its eyes, and the comfortable snoring sound sounded again.

Song Tang moved slightly in his sleep, stretched out a hand, held Song Da's small body and pressed it against his face.

One person and one cat, quiet and peaceful, the picture is so beautiful.

After a long time, Zhao Zihong, who had just returned from a run, quietly opened the door. She knew that her lazy roommates must have fallen asleep again.

As expected, she gently placed the breakfast she had bought on the table and turned around to see the beautiful scene on Song Tang's bed.

It seemed as if the man and the cat were meant to be together. Even in his sleep, Song's head and little feet would twitch occasionally.

Zhao Zihong also had a womanly side in her heart. She quietly picked up her phone and took a picture of the heartwarming scene.

Song Tang's perfect sleeping face and the cute Song Da's head were pressed tightly together. Looking at the heartwarming pictures on the phone, Zhao Zihong felt that she had become much gentler.

It was already past nine o'clock when everyone got up to have breakfast.

Song Dabotou, who had taken a nap with Song Tang, was also eating in front of his own small bowl. In recent days, his appetite has been increasing every day, as if he really understood Song Tang's words to eat more.

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Song Tang's cell phone suddenly rang while he was playing. It was Zhou Jing calling.

"Hey~ Sister Zhou, what's the matter?" Song Tang asked while fiddling with Song Da's head, who was lying on her legs, with one hand.

"Miss, Christie's has sent you another invitation to attend tomorrow's auction."