It was a bedroom, without a fire pit, a bit cold.

Ping Chengcheng couldn’t help but shiver, but quickly got used to it.

The current temperature was suitable for her.

A year after the apocalypse, the whole world would be plunged into ice.

At that time, it would be a true mass extinction.

“You can sleep here with me tonight.”

Song Ning was a little tired.

Today’s action only found a bag of rice, and they encountered a horde of dozens of zombies on the way, only returning to the shelter at night.

She had exhausted her energy.

“If I hold you while we sleep, it shouldn’t be too cold.”

For the people in the living room, they could all find rooms to sleep in, but in the apocalypse, people felt safer together, and they were used to it, so they all made makeshift beds around the fire pit.

Besides, it was warmer to sleep that way, who wouldn’t like that?

If Ping Chengcheng saw it, she would scoff.

She had thought that way before, but after waking up one day and finding that the food she had managed to save up had been stolen, she never did it again.

“Come on in.”

Song Ning lay on the bed, lifted the quilt, and patted the sheet, as if inviting her to compete on the same stage.

Ping Chengcheng blinked her eyes and obediently climbed into the bed.

“Sister, I noticed you often smile at that brother named Ping Yan, do you like him?”

Actually, she hadn’t seen it, she just wanted to test her.

A strange expression appeared on Song Ning’s face.

“Little sister, why are you asking that?”

“He’s just a good friend of mine, don’t think too much.”

Song Ning thought about it suspiciously.

Had she smiled at Ping Yan today? No, right?

But the little girl couldn’t be lying to her, could she?

Could it be that she smiled unconsciously at some point without even realizing it? Impossible!

Ping Chengcheng said “Oh” in a tone that sounded a little regretful, like a little girl who hadn’t gotten to eat her fill of gossip.

Song Ning helplessly pinched Ping Chengcheng’s soft face.

“Okay, let’s sleep…”

“Mm…”

Ping Chengcheng lay in the warm bed, Song Ning had one hand on her, but she was still a little unsatisfied.

She said in a wronged voice.

“Sister… Can you hold me tight while I sleep… I’m a little scared…”

Song Ning rubbed Ping Chengcheng’s smooth hair and sighed softly.

This damn apocalypse… In the darkness, Song Ning held the girl tightly in her arms, gently patting Ping Chengcheng’s smooth back, like lulling a baby to sleep.

“It’s okay, don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

Ping Chengcheng’s head was buried in the quilt, she gently “mm”ed, and her body trembled a little uncontrollably.

Song Ning thought the girl in her arms had thought of something sad again, and her movements became even gentler.

After a while, Song Ning fell asleep.

Some faint light floated in from the window, and the strange tentacles that the girl had suppressed for a long time could finally be released unrestrained.

They meandered, danced, twisted, and crawled all over the bed, like the black vines that imprisoned the princess in a fairy tale…

‘Song Ning… Song… Song… Ning…’

In the dim room, Ping Chengcheng didn’t have a trace of sleepiness.

She excitedly lay in Song Ning’s arms, feeling the warm embrace.

The mutated limbs gently caressed Song Ning’s face… It quietly rubbed, occasionally trembling slightly… Outlining the girl’s elegant jawline.

Those scarlet pupils shone with light, emitting a soul-stirring aura…

The next morning, the hazy sunlight shone into the spacious room, but at this time, the walls, the wardrobe, even the bed, and the two girls cuddling together, were all covered by dense, vine-like tentacles.

Song Ning stretched lazily, feeling that she had slept particularly sweetly this night.

It was different to sleep with a soft, cute little thing in her arms.

She opened her eyes to see the clean and tidy ceiling.

Looking at the mechanical watch on her wrist, the current time was eight o’clock in the morning.

Ping Chengcheng next to her was still in a dream, she smacked her little mouth twice cutely, muttering something in her mouth.

Song Ning curiously leaned closer to listen carefully.

“Song sister is so gentle… I want to marry sister-sama~ Ehehe~”

Song Ning’s face immediately turned red.

Where did this child… learn these things from?

Besides, girls and girls… No, it’s the apocalypse, why care so much?

But wasn’t this little thing a little too young?

Why was she even considering this question! Song Ning’s face darkened.

She was just an ordinary little girl, a little girl who felt very safe by Song Ning’s side, so it was probably normal to say these things, right?

The little girl’s values weren’t fully formed, so that’s why she was like this, right?

Song Ning looked at Ping Chengcheng’s cute sleeping face, her eyes slightly relaxed.

In the apocalypse, daily life was particularly tense, having such a cute little sister by her side was also a good seasoning.

After getting dressed, she walked out of the bedroom, closing the door gently.

The girl who had been sleeping soundly on the bed suddenly opened those bewitching red pupils, revealing a slightly manic smile.

She hadn’t slept all night, staring at Song Ning’s sleeping face all night.

“Hmph hmph… Sister, huh?”

Ping Chengcheng gently sat up from the bed, the quilt slipping off her smooth, fair shoulders.

The damp, cold air made Ping Chengcheng shiver.

Quickly getting dressed, standing at the mirror in front of the door, she looked at her appearance.

A girl who was only about one meter fifty tall, looking like she had just graduated from elementary school.

Her facial features were exquisite, and her unique little round face, combined with her smooth, black shoulder-length hair, and rare red pupils, gave a sense of extreme contrast.

The girl tried to smile, resulting in a somewhat discordant smile.

It felt like it looked very cute, but, there was always a special feeling, as if she was smiling too brightly.

She repeated the adjustment several times, and finally revealed a perfect healing smile.

She said sweetly to the mirror.

“Sister~”

Perfect~

Opening the bedroom door, the others were sitting around the fire pit, whispering to each other, with a bowl of porridge cooking on the fire pit.

Song Ning had just finished serving the porridge and was about to take it to Ping Chengcheng when she found that the girl had already opened the door and walked out.

“You’re awake?”

Around the fire pit, people’s gazes converged once again, the girl lowered her head, looking like she was dodging their stares and afraid of them.

“Mm… After sister left, it was a little cold in the quilt, so I woke up…”

As she spoke, the girl seemed to muster her courage and raised her head firmly.

“Look, I won’t turn into a zombie, it’s been a whole night, I haven’t turned into a zombie, see!”

The crowd whispered again.

Zhou Wen still took the lead to stand up.

“Even if she hasn’t turned into a zombie, there’s still a great danger. What if it’s a virus with a longer incubation period?”

Then, Zhou Wen stared at Song Ning, his eyes cold, and said seriously.

“Since it’s someone you saved, you have to take good responsibility, and always keep her by your side. Once you find something wrong with her, don’t be soft.”

Song Ning didn’t show any emotion.

She didn’t want to scare the little girl.

She would do it even if Zhou Wen didn’t say it so seriously.

Even if Ping Chengcheng was a little girl now, if she really turned into a monster, she wouldn’t be soft, even if she couldn’t bear it.

Ping Chengcheng pursed her pink lips until they were a little white, she grabbed Song Ning’s clothes, looking afraid and not daring to look at everyone in the living room.

Zhou Wen twitched the corners of his mouth.

“Alright, let her eat quickly, we still have to find supplies today!”

After speaking, Zhou Wen looked at Ping Chengcheng with a meaningful smile.

“I hope you don’t hold us back.”

Ping Chengcheng sobbed softly, ignoring Zhou Wen, but instead looked at Song Ning, with bright little teardrops in the corners of her eyes, revealing an angelic, healing smile.

“Sister… Don’t worry, I definitely won’t hold sister back, I’m also very powerful!”

Song Ning’s mood was a little bad because of Zhou Wen’s words, but hearing Ping Chengcheng’s words, she smiled faintly, then she took Ping Chengcheng’s little hand and returned to the room.

She didn’t expect such a little girl to be able to do anything, but looking at the girl’s pure eyes, a warmth couldn’t help but rise in her heart.

“Okay, little Cheng, eat well, you need strength to help sister.”

The girl nodded heavily, like a little knight who had accepted a mission.

“I will protect sister~”

Song Ning looked at the girl eating the hot porridge in small bites, with a smile on her lips.

What a cute little thing…