A Villainous Childhood Sweetheart At Four And A Half - Chapter 11

Ning Song lifted her eyes and looked at her somewhat blankly.

She did not know why Pei Hanying had caught the snowman, nor did she know why Pei Hanying was calling her an idiot.

Her only thought was that she seemed to have messed everything up.

Yingying was going to hate her even more.

Pei Hanying endured the cold, holding the snowman in one hand and pulling Ning Song with the other, rather ungently dragging her into the room.

The Pei family’s young miss let that bit of imposing aura spread out. With a cold face, she said, “Take off your clothes and lie down under the blanket properly.”

Looking at her expressionless face, Ning Song did not dare speak. She could only listen to Pei Hanying, take off her outer clothes, and crawl into the blanket.

The blanket still held warmth that had not yet faded. Her body, originally frozen icy cold, was swept over by heat, and the warmth that had scattered from her body gradually began to return.

Pei Hanying frowned, opened the window, and placed the snowman in her palm on the windowsill.

Then she used the cardboard to shield it a little, so the snowman would not be blown away by the wind.

Her palm was wet. She had only held it for a while, yet the temperature of her palm and even her arm had turned icy cold. Who knew how cold Ning Song, that little fool, had been just now after staying outside for so long and even pressing snow with her hands.

She closed the window, cutting off the endless howling cold wind outside, then went to the bathroom and washed her hands with warm water. Only after feeling returned to her right hand did she go back to the bedside.

Looking at the little villain lying obediently on the bed, hidden under the blanket with only a pair of jade-green eyes exposed, Pei Hanying felt her teeth itch for a moment. Her soft, fair cheeks puffed up, making her look somewhat angry.

She wanted to hit someone.

Ning Song met Pei Hanying’s eyes. Seeing her raise her hand, she instinctively closed her eyes, her shoulders shrinking slightly as she waited for the slap to land on her face.

But the expected pain did not come. Instead, her forehead was flicked very lightly.

Pei Hanying looked at her cat eyes, which instantly widened, and snapped irritably, “So stupid.”

Where had that bit of cleverness she had shown when learning piano gone?

Ning Song was dazed. Those round, beautiful eyes were still staring straight at Pei Hanying.

She did not understand. Pei Hanying clearly looked angry, so why had she not hit her?

Such a light flick did not count as hitting at all.

Punishment should be a stick or belt lashing down on her body.

Or a heavy slap thrown across her face.

Being stared at by her, the anger in Pei Hanying’s heart still did not fade.

What filled her heart even more was the heartache she refused to admit.

She also widened her eyes and glared at Ning Song. “What are you looking at?”

“Move farther in.” The girl’s tone was terrible.

After Ning Song shifted over and made space under the blanket, Pei Hanying took off her coat and crawled in too.

The originally warm blanket now carried a chill. Even without leaning over, she could tell how cold Ning Song’s body was.

The little girl still remembered what Pei Hanying had said the last time they slept together. At this moment, she was squeezed into the very corner of the blanket, looking rather pitiful.

Pei Hanying suspected she was pretending to be pitiful in front of her.

Scheming little villain.

She looked at Ning Song and ordered, “Sleep over here.”

Ning Song hesitated for a while, then slowly shifted who knew how many centimeters closer to Pei Hanying.

After that, she lifted her eyes and looked cautiously at Pei Hanying.

As if Pei Hanying were some monster who ate children.

Pei Hanying: “…”

She moved toward the middle of the bed irritably, reached out, and pulled Ning Song into her arms.

After using the voice assistant to turn on the electric blanket, she held Ning Song, stuffed Ning Song’s hands between their bodies, and used her warm feet to warm the little girl’s icy cold feet.

Pei Hanying was still muttering nonstop,

“Don’t you know how cold it is outside? Do you listen to everything I say?”

“Are you stupid, Ning Song? Didn’t you look pretty smart before?”

“Only idiots would stay outside freezing for so long just because of something someone else said.”

Held in her arms, Ning Song was wrapped in warmth from head to toe. It was warm and gentle, like she had been soaked in a full tub of hot water.

The little girl pressed her lips together, but one could still glimpse the trace of joy leaking from the corner of her mouth.

Without realizing it, her heart became filled to the brim, blooming with little flowers of every color.

Pei Hanying’s shoulder was so close to her. Ning Song leaned toward her shoulder, looked at Pei Hanying’s soft, snow-white cheek, and very, very lightly pressed her own cheek against it, rubbing a little.

It was a very typical gesture of goodwill between small animals.

Children’s cheeks were soft. Even though Ning Song did not have much flesh on her body, there was still a rare bit of softness on her cheeks.

Her cool cheek pressed against the warm, soft cheek, and as she rubbed gently, a little extra warmth spread between them.

It was like stacking a marshmallow on top of a cloud.

Feeling the warmth and softness pressing against her cheek, Pei Hanying’s voice stopped. Her mind instantly went blank, and she forgot everything she had wanted to keep saying.

Other than Pei Yuan, she had never been this close to anyone while awake, not even Chao Qing.

Because she was unused to it, her body turned a little stiff.

She opened her mouth, really wanting to ask Ning Song what she was doing.

Then very quickly, she felt the little girl rub against her cheek again. Afterward, Ning Song’s face moved downward, finding a place at the hollow of her neck to bury itself. Her voice was muffled and soft.

“I’m an idiot.”

“Yingying, don’t be angry, okay?”

Pei Hanying’s stiff body gradually softened.

She felt Ning Song’s shallow breaths fall against her shoulder and neck. Unlike her icy cold palms and soles, the little girl’s breathing was warm.

It landed on her again and again, like a feather brushing over her heart.

Thinking of the snowman on the windowsill, and Ning Song’s small-animal-like主动 intimacy just now, Pei Hanying, who had originally thought her heart was as hard as iron, now had a corner of it caved in by Ning Song’s cat-like nuzzling.

Looking at the top of Ning Song’s black-haired head, Pei Hanying bit her lip and thought somewhat resentfully, No one told her the villain was this cute as a child.

She really was starting to be unable to resist.

If she raised her properly, she probably would not turn dark, right?

Thinking of this, Pei Hanying fell silent again. She wordlessly rubbed her face, squeezing her cute little face together.

Raise what? She and Ning Song were not related in any way.

She really had lost her head.

She had gone mad.

Her hand landed on Ning Song’s body. Just as she was about to speak to her, to make herself a little more clearheaded and dispel the thought from earlier,

“Ning Song?”

Ning Song did not respond.

Only the breathing beside Pei Hanying’s ear had become long and even.

The little cat had fallen asleep buried in her arms.

…Why was she so cute?