Quick Transmigration: Not Panicked Even When Transmigrated as a Man

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...

Chapter 22 First Steps into the World

"What method?"

Ning Qing had been drinking and was currently experiencing a mental breakdown.

Seeing a good opportunity, Su Xia immediately leaned in and lightly touched Ning Qing's face with her lips, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

"How are you feeling?"

Su Xia looked cautiously, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"Feelings? ...I don't feel anything."

Ning Qing touched her face.

"Shall we try again?"

"Can".

Su Xia pressed her lips against it again, this time on her lips, and lingered for a while before leaving.

My heart was pounding like a thousand horses galloping, and I couldn't calm down for a long time. My face flushed slightly, and my ears burned.

He finally kissed her...

Ning Qing touched her kissed lips; they were cool and minty, like eating jelly.

Not bad, so this is what a kiss feels like.

Suddenly I feel that being in a relationship isn't so bad.

I closed my eyes, drowsiness washed over me, and my consciousness began to blur...

"Mr. Ning has gone back to his room to sleep."

Su Xia saw Ning Qing lying on the sofa, seemingly asleep.

"I don't want to walk, I'll just make do here for the night."

Ning Qing mumbled incoherently.

"If Mr. Ning doesn't want to walk, I can do it for him."

After saying that, seeing that Ning Qing did not react, he bent down and picked her up.

"Mr. Ning, if you don't refuse, it means you agree." I can't be angry when I wake up tomorrow.

Ning Qing subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck, snuggled her head against his chest, found a comfortable position, and continued to sleep.

Seeing Ning Qing, Su Xia didn't reject his embrace, and she couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.

It turned out that Mr. Ning was not averse to his approach, a discovery that made him feel as sweet as if he had eaten honey.

He carried Mr. Ning step by step, slowly, slowly, up to the second floor.

The bedroom was right in front of him, but he didn't want to get there so quickly. He wanted to keep holding Mr. Ning and walk on and on, and he hoped that this road would be infinitely long.

Once inside the bedroom, standing by the bed, Su Xia was reluctant to put Mr. Ning on the bed. She wished she could carry Mr. Ning in her pocket every day.

The road eventually comes to an end, and in the end, the person is placed on the bed.

Xia Su helped Ning Qing take off her shoes, fetched a basin of water, and slowly washed Ning Qing clean before changing her into pajamas.

He took a shower and stood in front of the bed, watching Ning Qing. His eyes flickered with emotion. After hesitating for a while, he finally lifted the covers and lay down, one arm loosely around Ning Qing.

Mr. Ning, I wonder what your expression will be when you wake up tomorrow. I'm so looking forward to it.

Su Xia chuckled softly, leaned closer to Ning Qing, and lightly touched his forehead with his lips. "Goodnight, Mr. Ning, sweet dreams."

Smelling the mixed fragrance of flowers and fruits emanating from Ning Qing, he easily knocked on the door of his dream.

When Ning Qing woke up the next day, she found herself in Zai Zai's arms.

For a moment I was dazed, but then my memories slowly came back. So last night I fell asleep and it was my little one who carried me back to my room? And even helped me change into my pajamas?

What an adorable little one.

Ning Qing got up and went to wash up.

He didn't see that after he got up, Su Xia on the bed slowly opened her eyes.

Su Xia: That's quite a surprise. Mr. Ning doesn't rule out sleeping in the same bed with him. So, can we always lie in the same bed together from now on?

Just thinking about it is exciting.

After Ning finished washing up, she saw that Su Xia was still in bed and hadn't woken up.

He must have been exhausted from taking care of me, a drunkard, last night.

I should do something too, so I'll go cook breakfast for the little one.

You cherish the child you raise yourself.

Su Xia saw Ning Qing leave the room.

He happily rolled around on the bed, clutching the blanket, his mouth agape in a wide grin.

If Ning Qing could see this scene, she would definitely say she couldn't bear to look and wouldn't recognize this silly brat.