She's a thousand-year-old demon, either cultivating or on the path to cultivation. Facing a bottleneck in her cultivation, she decided to go out and relax, where she coincidentally met a system...
The car stopped in front of the hotel. As Ning Qing and the girl got out, the driver muttered something under his breath.
"Are young people these days so adventurous? They've run out of clothes and are even going to hotels wrapped in bed sheets. Tsk tsk, is the little girl even an adult? What beasts!!"
Ning Qing stumbled, wishing at that moment that his hearing wasn't so sharp.
The girl told him she'd be right back, and then ran towards a dark corner.
Ning Qing followed her from a distance, feeling a little uneasy. After a short while, the girl came out from the corner.
Ning Qing raised an eyebrow: Oh, this little girl is quite skillful.
The girl walked to Ning Qing's side and explained in a low voice.
"The hotel doesn't allow people to enter in disheveled clothes, so I arranged the bed sheet to look like a sundress."
Ning Qingqian smiled and said, "It's a very pretty dress."
The girl lowered her head shyly.
Ning Qing: "Let's go in."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the hotel. He went to the front desk to book a room for the girl. Ning Qing had only one request: that the room be close to her own.
After the two got off the elevator, Ning Qing first escorted the girl to the room across the street.
"Go inside and wash up properly, then we'll have dinner together later."
The girl nodded and responded softly, "Okay."
He watched her go inside before returning to his own room.
As soon as Ning Qing returned, she collapsed onto the sofa.
System: Host, are you really going to raise the original owner's sister?
Ning Qing: Isn't this a mission? Since we're going to take care of her, we should keep her close by and look after her. That little girl is too well protected by her brother. Living alone will inevitably cause some unnecessary trouble, and I'll be the one to deal with it then.
System: What about protecting the target?
Ning Qing: What is the connection between these two things?
System: Isn't the target of protection your little brat?
Ning Qing: Oh, raising two little ones together is the same.
The system thought to itself: How can they be the same?
A moment later, there was a knock on the door. Ning Qing got up to open it and found that the food had arrived. A food cart was pushed in and set out.
Ning Qing walked across the street, knocked on the door, and called the girl over to have a meal together.
After finishing their meal, the two sat on the sofa. The little girl, having been less reserved over the meal, smiled and asked Ning Qing, "You just said you know my brother?"
Ning Qing nodded. "Yes, I was quite shocked when I first met your brother. I never imagined that someone in the world could look so much like me."
The girl smiled and asked, "And then?"
Ning Qing continued to make up a story, "Later we had a meal together and had a great chat. We exchanged contact information. We don't see each other often, but we keep in touch until..."
At this point, Ning Qing pretended to be lost in memories.
System: I'll just watch you perform quietly.
After a moment, Ning Qing slowly spoke, "Until half a year ago, your brother lost contact. I thought he must be busy."
"I only found out about him after I came here and inquired around. He had already left."
Upon hearing this, the girl's already swollen eyes began to well up with tears again.
Ning Qing handed her a tissue, "Don't cry."
Upon hearing this, the girl cried even louder.
This left Ning Qing completely bewildered; the more she tried to comfort him, the louder he cried.
"Cry, cry your heart out, and from now on, only laugh and never cry again."
The girl nodded and then let out a loud, triumphant howl.
Ning Qing kept handing her tissues.
He handed her a water glass, saying, "Have some water before you continue."
The system couldn't help but chuckle in the space.
Please forgive me for bursting out laughing; the contrast is just too great.
This girl looks quiet and gentle, but I never expected her to cry so unrestrainedly.
Tears and snot streamed down her face; it was impossible to look directly at her.
The sound was so loud that describing it as "wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves" wouldn't be an exaggeration.