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

"Qiao Song, don't be afraid, I know martial arts, these people can't beat me."

Pei Ning comforted Qiao Song, took off the gloves to her, threw away the schoolbag, and slowly opened the down jacket.

Those young ladies looked impatient, "You don't understand human language, right? We said, we only look for Qiao Song, not anyone else—"

Before the words fell, Pei Ning's fist had already greeted him.

Pei Ning has no rules for beating people, and she doesn't know how she knows martial arts. The combination of fists and feet is extraordinary, and she can't even find a flaw in her moves, which makes people feel scared.

Those young girls are just gangsters from vocational schools, and they usually rely on their own arrogance to threaten people, but they are Yeluzi after all. Compared with orthodox kung fu, they can't get on the stage.

Within a few minutes, these people were beaten to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

Pei Ning seemed innocent even for beating someone, rubbed his wrists after beating, and said in the tone of Miss Jiaojiao, "What are you eating, the flesh is so rough, it hurt my hand so much."

Several young ladies lay down on the ground and yelled.

Pei Ning stood in front of that "Sister Hong", with no expression on his face, "I heard that if you are in your profession, you are beaten and you are going to be enshrined. I see that there is nothing valuable on you. Why don't you just give it a try?" Give me this phone?"

She picked up the mobile phone in front of "Sister Hong", tilted her head and smiled, "Anyway, this mobile phone is not worth much, is it?"

That "Sister Hong" wanted to get up to take it, but Pei Ning had already raised her hand and dodged back.

These few people have been injured like this, and they dare not act like monsters in a short time.

Pei Ning smiled, "There is a wrong and a debt, I beat you, if you want to beat someone in the future, come to me, don't go to someone who doesn't matter, you understand?"

Unconvinced, the little girl got up, with blood on her face, and ran away beckoning her companions.

If Qiao Song wasn't here today, Pei Ning would definitely say that he belonged to Song Zhiyuan, and let these little sisters go to Song Zhiyuan for revenge in the future.

But she couldn't say that in front of Qiao Song.

After all, Li Yu didn't know Song Zhiyuan.

Pei Ning was also really curious.

The original owner blocked Qiao Song in the toilet at most before, and never asked anyone to stop him. Why do these people say that the original owner called him?

Pei Ning picked up the tattered phone and looked through it. Qiao Song hugged her down jacket and schoolbag, and asked in a puzzled tone, "What are they doing with their phones?"

Pei Ning raised his eyelids and looked at her, "They said that someone sent them here, and I will find out who it is and where the chat records are. These will be evidence in the future, and even if they are brought to court, they will also be physical evidence."

Seeing that Qiao Song's face was not right, Pei Ning said calmly, "It's already a crime for them to stop you like this. They seem to be adults. Adults who commit crimes will be punished. It's impossible for you to bear everything yourself. Besides—”

She sneered, "The more scared you are, the more rampant they will be. If you want, from tomorrow onwards, you will teach me tutoring, and I will teach you self-defense methods. When encountering such a thing, even if I am not around, you can avoid it."

Under the dim streetlight, Qiao Song saw her expression inexplicably, as if he wanted to see through her soul and find her ultimate goal.

Those phoenix eyes were filled with thousands of emotions, but Pei Ning couldn't quite understand them.

Qiao Song was silent, "Let's talk."

She was sure that the girl in front of her was Pei Ning.

If Pei Ning deliberately hid his identity and approached her, then there was no need to find the little sister to harass her.

This is incredible.

In the last life, Pei Ning asked someone to smash her fish stall, and let those young ladies come to her house every day to insult her parents and intimidate Qiao Zhi. Now it seems that it is somewhat suspicious.

Since Pei Ning is so bad, why should he pretend to be another identity to approach her?

The little sister was looking for trouble just now, wouldn't it be better for her to turn around and run away?Why did he stay and help her?

And in her impression, Pei Ning didn't know martial arts either.

If Pei Ning really had martial arts and really knew how to resist, he would be far from being mentally disturbed by Song Zhiyuan's control.

People who practice martial arts are usually more determined than ordinary people.

In a daze, Pei Ning had already put on his down jacket and carried his schoolbag, "Fortunately, I'll be home soon, Qiao Song, don't be afraid, I will protect you in the future, no one will dare to hurt you."

Qiao Song was in a daze.

He looked at Pei Ning in surprise.

When Pei Ning said this, his expression was calm and his eyes were clear, it didn't look like he was lying at all.

It's even more like teasing her.

Qiao Song opened his mouth slightly, and Pei Ning stepped forward, hugged her, and smiled "hee hee", "With me here, you will definitely have a better and brighter future."

Qiao Song froze, until Pei Ning let go of her, she didn't react.

She walked home slowly, took a few steps, and found Pei Ning smiling and following her.

Pei Ning didn't stop until he reached the door of the house.

Qiao Song's house is on the second floor, and the first floor was rented out by the landlord to a family selling wontons. This place is still open. Seeing Qiao Song, he greeted him warmly.

Qiao Song lowered his head and went down the stairs, and couldn't help but look back again.

Pei Ning clutched the schoolbag strap with both hands, tilted his head, his braids hung over his shoulders, and his eyes were like crescent moons.

Meeting her gaze, Pei Ning smiled gently, "Qiao Song, see you tomorrow!"

Her heart couldn't stop beating wildly, and she went upstairs without looking back.

Qiao's father and Qiao's mother were lying on the bed. Seeing her come back, Qiao's mother was more enthusiastic than before, "There is food for you in the pot, that little classmate looks pretty good, easy to teach, right?"

Qiao Song ate Malatang with Pei Ning in the afternoon, but she was not hungry, so she put away her schoolbag, and she went to boil water to wash up, "Yes."

The musty smell in the room made her feel like she would be suffocated for a second longer.

"What about the money?"

Mother Qiao looked at her happily, "I agreed to give you a deposit of 1000 yuan, did you?"

It turned out to be waiting for her here.

Qiao Song didn't move. Mother Qiao was afraid that she would be unhappy, her face collapsed, and she said earnestly, "The tuition fees for high school are also very expensive. It's not easy for us to drag you here from the countryside. Every day, your father and I sell fish without earning much money. money, my back hurts from exhaustion, and when I went to play cards in the afternoon, the Aunt Wang next door laughed at me, saying that no one wanted my daughter after she stuttered."

"What are you talking about!"

Qiao's father stared at the TV. Their single room did not have optical fiber, so they could only play discs. The series he rented from the disc rental room downstairs was a bit dissatisfied with Qiao's mother nagging at the side when he was watching the highlights.

Qiao's mother glared at him, her white eyes almost rolled out of the sky, "Who am I doing this for? Isn't it for her own good? She will be 19 soon, and it's time to lighten the burden on the family by helping others with their homework and earning a thousand dollars. , I didn't say I wanted hers, just keep it for her!"

Nineteen in her mouth is a false age, two years false, this year Qiao Song is only seventeen.

Qiao Song remained silent, went to pick up the footwashing water, soaked his feet, went out to brush his teeth and washed his face, and came back to draw the curtain and lie down on the bed. Qiao's mother asked persistently, "Qiao Song, mother is doing it for your own good, what is your 1000 yuan worth?" Have you got it? Got it for your mother to keep for you to see?"

Qiao Song's voice was very flat, "My money is useful, so don't worry about it."

At this moment, he unexpectedly did not stutter.

But Qiao's mother didn't notice, she became anxious, "How can you spend money as a high school student? It's not like you don't know the conditions of our family. Don't be like those little girls outside. It costs a few hundred dollars to buy a dress and a skirt. Already!"

Qiao Song didn't even care about it, turned over, turned his back, and said through the curtain, "I'm going to buy two sets of bed sheets, and then I'm going to stretch the cotton on the bed. I sleep here in winter, it's cold."

Her little bed was next to the window, so it wasn't warm at all.

Sometimes I slept on a small wooden bed all night, and my feet were icy.

It was just covered with a quilt and various cotton-padded jackets. It was time to change the bed. Mother Qiao was anxious when she heard that, "We all sleep like this, and the children are resistant to the cold. Besides, we rented a house and bought so many things to do it." Well, why don’t you go back to your hometown and buy new ones?”

Qiao Song thought to himself, you go back to your hometown once a year, is it useful to buy things back home?

At this time, I never thought about raising money to buy a house here, and I also thought about going back to my hometown.

But thinking about Mother Qiao's life-sightedness is too low, always only worrying about the little things in front of her, no matter how much others teach her, she won't be able to listen to her, and she is born into the horns, so she doesn't bother to explain.

She said coldly, "I earned the money, and I can use it as I want."

Qiao's mother cursed and wanted to hit someone, but Qiao's father stopped her.

"The child was tired outside all day, and the money was earned by others, so why do you still think about it?"

"Aren't I afraid of her messing around! I'm her mother, of course I have to take care of it..."

"Qiao Song won't waste money, so don't worry about it."

Qiao's father was very fierce, and Qiao's mother muttered when she saw his firm attitude.

Qiao Zhi was lying between the two of them, watching TV vigorously, when he heard them arguing, he covered his ears and complained, "It's so noisy!"

Mother Qiao hurriedly hugged him, "Okay, let's continue watching TV, Qiao Zhi is the best!"

Qiao Song heard the movement behind her clearly, she was silent, and closed her eyes after a while.

When Pei Ning went back, he checked the phone of Miss Hong.

After looking through the account and text messages, I didn't find Song Zhiyuan in the account, but I found a account with the same name and profile picture as the original owner, but the account number was different. Pei Ning was sure that the original owner of the account had never been used, let alone her. use.

Pei Ning wrote down both the account number and the "Sister Hong", and when she wanted to look up something more, the account number had been changed and she was forced to log out.

It must be that sister Hong has logged in again, and I am afraid that she is also worried about what she will find out.

But that's enough.

Someone has been pretending to be Pei Ning and chatting with these little girls.

These little sisters said that it is not necessarily a lie that Pei Ning asked them to block people, but the key point is that "Pei Ning" is not the real Pei Ning.

Pei Ning added the copycat Pei Ning with Li Yu's □□ number, and to her surprise, she quickly passed the verification.

Pei Ning's eyes widened, almost thinking that he had encountered a supernatural event.

Youth League: "Song Zhiyuan probably did this. He contacted the young lady and asked her to block Qiao Song. You bear the crime, and he can go to the hero to save the beauty. It really kills two birds with one stone!"

Pei Ning: "... I'm really shameless."

She was very close to Song Zhiyuan's family, and when she opened the window, she could see Song Zhiyuan's villa.

She pushed open the window and poked her head out, just in time to see Song Zhiyuan standing on the balcony on the second floor, looking into the distance with a telescope. Hearing the movement, Song Zhiyuan moved, and Pei Ning quickly withdrew his body.

She washed up, and Song Zhiyuan must never see her face.

□□The message rang, and it was from Song Zhiyuan.

Song Zhiyuan: "Are you at home?"

Pei Ning: "No, I'm not here."

After thinking about it, she found a mirror and put it on the balcony to observe secretly. Song Zhiyuan was still looking at the telescope on the balcony.

Pei Ning took the "Li Yu" fan phone and sent a message to the counterfeit Pei Ning, "I am Li Yu, if you dare to harass Qiao Song in the future, I will not make it easier for you."

She stares at the mirror.

Sure enough, the next second, Song Zhiyuan took out his phone and looked down at the news, with a satisfied and proud smile on his face.