Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

When Sheng Xianglin returned to Sheng's house, it was pitch dark inside. He called out to someone several times, but no one responded.

He frowned and walked over to turn on the light. When the lights came on, my eyes were unable to adapt to the bright light, so I was temporarily blind.

When he regained his sight again, the silhouette of a girl suddenly appeared on the sofa, with long black hair and a white nightgown.

"ah--"

Sheng Xianglin was startled, screamed, and took a few steps back.

The little girl turned her head, and the familiar face was revealed. She folded her legs and looked at him with unknown meaning.

The long, thick black hair flows down, making the mutton-fat jade-skinned face look even more delicate.

She tilted her head and smiled: "You're back, Dad. Did you do something wrong when you saw me so scared?"

Seeing that it was his daughter, Sheng Xianglin gradually calmed down. But his chest was still rising and falling due to fright, and there was also a hint of embarrassment and anger in it.

He scolded: "Since you are in the living room, why didn't you turn on the light? And I called you so many times, why didn't you say a word just now?"

"Because?" Jiaoyang stretched out her fingers, and the crystal light scattered on her fingers, giving them a faint halo.

He raised his head with a smile on his lips.

"When I'm at home, I never like to turn on the lights. Do you know why? Dad."

Sheng Xianglin frowned, and she continued speaking with a gloomy expression.

"It's because I don't want my mother to know that I'm at home. Do you know why, why do I like to be alone in a dark environment so much? Because every time my mother beats me, I will hide in a small warehouse on the third floor. That There is no key to the warehouse. Once someone locks the door from the inside, no one outside can do anything to the person hiding inside.

But that small warehouse was not equipped with lights. I feel safe every time I hide there. Over time, you will find that staying in a dark place seems to be good. "

Sheng Xianglin frowned. He had no time or mood to listen to her complaining and complaining here. And it's been so long, why does she keep bringing it up? Isn't she living a good life now? With such a hypocritical temperament, he was worried about how she would inherit the Sheng family in the future.

"Father, do you remember?" Jiaoyang suddenly stopped talking and asked him with a smile.

"Remember what?" Sheng Xianglin was stunned for a while, unable to react. He put on his slippers and walked to the sofa to sit down.

"Remember why I'm afraid of the dark."

Jiaoyang is still smiling, her eyes are very gentle at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find that there is only peace inside.

No emotions, no thoughts, just like a dummy who can only smile.

"Dad is always so busy and forgets so many things. I only ask you to remember this one thing, isn't it too much?"

"Jiaoyang." Sheng Xianglin rubbed his temples.

"So, Father, do you remember now? Why am I afraid of the dark?"

Jiaoyang smiled and asked him again.

Her eyes were still calm, so calm that coupled with her repeated words, it seemed a bit strange.

"Jiaoyang."

Sheng Xianglin frowned and suddenly became serious: "I have something to tell you."

Telling means not discussing, but informing.

The smile on Jiaoyang's lips faded.

"It just so happens that I also have something to ask Dad."