Dragon Girl Always Wants to Take the Heroine [Quick Transmigration]

Maybe it was because he wanted to have a good relationship with Qiao Song, or maybe he was afraid that Qiao Song would abandon her after he knew the truth.

Pei Ning didn't know what evil she had fallen into. After taking a shower, she hugged her pillow and went back to her former bedroom——

The place where Qiao Song sleeps now.

She knocked on the door, until Qiao Song said "come in", she turned the doorknob carefully.

Qiao Song was sitting on the bed reading a book. There was a light in the room. She looked at it seriously. When she heard the movement, she raised her head and saw Pei Ning hugging the pillow. She was slightly taken aback, "Do, what are you doing?"

Pei Ning closed the door and moved slowly to the bed, biting his lip with an innocent face, "Qiao Songsong, I'm a little scared to sleep alone, can I sleep with you?"

Qiao Song narrowed his eyes and didn't say yes or no.

Pei Ning flicked off her slippers, stepped onto the bed, leaned her butt beside her, hugged the pillow and looked at her with a smile, "I sleep well, I can't kick the quilt, and I can't snore! Don't worry, I will sleep well !"

Qiao Song is hesitating.

She felt a little awkward.

If she likes men, then it's fine for Pei Ning to sleep with her, the key is——

She likes women!

Pei Ning is not a child, how could he—

Qiao Song's ears turned red, his eyes dodged for a while, and he hesitated, "I sleep late, and I will disturb you."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid!"

Pei Ning raised his head, smiling sweetly, "I never suffer from insomnia, I usually fall asleep as soon as I touch the pillow, I will never disturb you!"

"I kick the quilt when I sleep, and you will catch a cold."

Qiao Song just wanted her to give up.

Pei Ning pouted, "But there is heating in the room, so warm, even if you kick the quilt, I won't catch cold."

She shrank into the quilt, with a posture of "I'm here" and she was asleep, her eyes blinked, very moving, "Qiao Song, you don't want to sleep with me, do you?"

Qiao Song: "..."

She was about to say yes.

Pei Ning drooped his head aggrievedly, and pretended to sob, "I don't have to come to sleep with you, but I heard that a grandfather passed away in this community in the past two days, I don't, I'm afraid... ..."

Her voice became lower and lower, "That old grandpa liked me before, and even brought me candy, I—"

Her shoulders trembled, and the more she looked at her, the more pitiful she looked. This appearance was telling Qiao Song that if she wasn't left behind, then Qiao Song wouldn't be human.

Qiao Song can't refuse anymore.

After all, she lives in someone else's house now, so what right does she have?

Besides—

I don't know if Pei Ning's fear is true or not, but no matter it is true or not, she can't let Pei Ning go back to sleep alone.

She sighed in a low voice, "Okay."

This is agreed.

Pei Ning was very excited, and quickly pulled the quilt to lie down, covering her body so tightly that even her toes were not exposed, and after covering her, she looked at Qiao Song with crooked eyes.

Qiao Song glanced at her, but couldn't read the book too well. After closing the book, he turned off the lamp and lay down.

As soon as she lay down, Pei Ning immediately rubbed against her.

Qiao Song froze.

Pei Ning put his hands under the quilt a little presumptuously, pressed her waist and hugged her vigorously. Qiao Song was originally lying flat, but when she was hugged by her, his face turned red, and he turned his back to her, "What are you doing?"

Pei Ning's weak voice came from behind his head, "I'm scared, I want to hug you."

Qiao Song stared blankly, looking at the darkness in the room, she felt a headache.

Then Pei Ning pushed forward and took a step forward, with her face pressed against her back.

"Hey."

Qiao Song raised his voice, "Don't hug me, it's a little hot."

"Is it hot?"

Pei Ning's voice was full of doubts. Before Qiao Song could react, the quilt on the faces of the two of them was lifted a little, and their feet were exposed. Pei Ning's soft little feet even touched Qiao Song's. Qiao Song Hurry up and shrink in.

"Is it still hot now? Is there too much heating?"

Pei Ning pressed his forehead against her back, and his voice was muffled.

Qiao Song didn't deny it, "Maybe."

Pei Ning didn't move. She just thought she was asleep, but she didn't expect Pei Ning's fingers to move on her waist. Qiao Song felt itchy, so he hid for a while, and pressed her right hand against her wobbly hand.

"You don't want to sleep?"

She squeezed Pei Ning's hand, but Pei Ning didn't struggle, and let her hold it like this.

Pei Ning giggled, "I thought I would be sleepy, but who knows I'm not sleepy at all now! Qiao Song, tell me a story! I want to hear a story!"

Qiao Song: "..."

Although Pei Ning couldn't see her face, in the dark room, she noticed that Qiao Song was breathing hard, and then Qiao Song said a little uncomfortably, "How old are you, and you still listen to stories to sleep?"

"I just want to hear it."

Pei Ning hummed dissatisfied, hooked her fingers, and scratched her fingers twice.

Like an ant crawling on the apex of my heart.

Qiao Song's heart skipped a beat, and he lowered his voice, "I don't know how to tell stories."

"Then I'll tell you!"

Obviously, Pei Ning didn't let her go so easily, and said with a smile, "A long time ago, there was a little carp, which shouldered a huge responsibility since its birth. Its parents told it that it had to jump over the Dragon Gate... "

Her voice was soft and she spoke slowly. The windows of the room were closed tightly, but the screens were not completely covered. The cars on the street had their high beams turned on for some reason and shone through the windows. Qiao Song saw the relationship between her and Peining. Shadows cast on the wall.

Pei Ning's voice gradually stopped, she turned over, Pei Ning slowly loosened the fingers holding her, and lay obediently beside her, but his legs were wantonly on hers.

Qiao Song straightened the hair on her forehead.

Pei Ning muttered something, but she couldn't hear what it was, and when she tried to hear it again, Pei Ning was breathing evenly and fell asleep.

Qiao Song was lying on his side, holding his head and staring at her.

Pei Ning sleeps very well, without any fuss during the day.

Qiao Song suddenly thought of the birthday party in the evening, Pei Ning was dressed as a young lady, and when she saw her go, his eyes immediately brightened.

Qiao Song thought of the little yellow dog that his grandfather raised in the countryside.

Every time after school, that milky little yellow dog would come out to pick her up by jumping up and down on his short legs.

Qiao Song stroked her hair with his fingers, and suddenly stopped.

Pei Ning's lips moved, as if he was hungry, he smacked his small mouth, and then closed it obediently.

Qiao Song got closer to make sure she was asleep.

She breathed a little harder, leaned her head forward, and dropped a light kiss on Peining's draped hair.

It wasn't until she finished kissing that she realized something was wrong.

She felt like taking a step back, feeling like a pervert.

She glanced at the person on the bed, turned over and sat up immediately, took a few breaths, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water.

Looking at the flustered, flushed and helpless person in the mirror.

Qiao Song patted his face and warned secretly: "She regards you as a friend, what do you take her for?"

Shameless!

After doing countless psychological tasks for himself in the bathroom, Qiao Song returned to that bed.

Pei Ning slept soundly. As soon as she got in, Pei Ning seemed to notice something, turned over and hugged her like hanging on a tree.

Qiao Song: "..."

I don't know what to do.

She stared until dawn.

When Pei Ning woke up the next day, he could smell the smell of fried eggs. When he got up, he saw that Qiao Song was busy in the kitchen. There was millet porridge in the rice cooker, and Qiao Song was frying vegetables. Don't look over to see that she woke up. In a light tone, "Wash and eat."

Although Qiao Song is young and beautiful.

But Pei Ning felt that she was very motherly.

Qiao Song shook the pot, and quickly put the stir-fried vegetables into the pot.

Only now did Pei Ning see that she had fried eggs, fried vegetables, and made meat pies.

Pei Ning hurried to wash up.

The pie was baked by Qiao Song himself, the crust was crispy, and the gravy soaked in the crust after biting into it, overflowing with fragrance.

"Roar and eat!"

Pei Ning killed one with a few mouthfuls.

The meat pies Qiao Song made were only palm-sized and easy to eat. She made a total of six.

Pei Ning ate four of them in one go, and then finished a bowl of millet porridge.

After she finished eating the vegetables and fried eggs, she felt that porridge was overflowing from her throat.

She stood up to wash the dishes, Qiao Song cleaned up quickly, and took the pots and bowls to the kitchen to wash them clean.

Pei Ning lay dead on the sofa.

The sound of water in the kitchen stopped after a while, Qiao Song came over and called her, "What do you want to mend today?"

Pei Ning raised his head and wanted to say that he had to make up for everything, but he felt that Qiao Song should not be too tired, so he hurriedly said, "English, my English is terrible."

Qiao Song didn't say anything, so he agreed.

In fact, the original owner's English is not bad. After all, he lived in a good environment since he was a child. When he went to the Children's Palace when he was a child, he also took English tutoring. Compared with other subjects, it is not too bad.

But she didn't want Qiao Song to work too hard.

Cooking and making up lessons made her feel that Qiao Song came to the house as a guardian.

Pei Ning had an English tape and a repeater. Qiao Song started to review her textbook from her freshman year of high school. Pei Ning cooperated very well.

She meant to tie Qiao Song by her side.

She felt like she was taking advantage of Qiao Song like this.

At noon, Pei Ning didn't want Qiao Song to cook, so he dragged Qiao Song to an outside restaurant to eat soup pot.

The main reason is that there are not many days until Chinese New Year. If you don’t go to restaurants outside, people will close their doors and go home for Chinese New Year.

Qiao Song's cold was completely cured. After dinner, the two went to the bookstore next to the school to buy some study materials.

In the winter, the bookstore was not closed, and even expanded the store, opening a shop next to it as a book rental store.

Inside the magazine novel everything.

For ten yuan to get a card, you can recharge your money to read books.

A novel is [-] cents a piece, a magazine is [-] cents a piece, and you can pay it back within a week.

Pei Ning stared at the colorful romance novels on the bookshelf, her eyes were shining, but Qiao Song had no interest, and wanted to go to the bookstore to see what materials were available. Suddenly, a comic fell in front of her.

On the cover, two girls are hugging each other, and the curly-haired girl is kissing the face of the girl next to her.

The pink packaging looks very girly.

The manga is quite new, and no one has read it, but it can be seen that it was translated from abroad.

The cover is also in Japanese.

Qiao Song guessed it was about girls' friendship, picked it up and flipped through it, she blushed thoroughly, and immediately closed the manga forcefully.

The great force scared Pei Ning, Qiao Song hurriedly stuffed the comic onto a bookshelf, "I'll go to the next door to see if there are any other materials to buy."

As soon as she left, Pei Ning's gaze fell on the bookshelf and picked up the comic.

Pei Ning looked at the cover and walked to the front desk.