Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

Father Xia took off his coat and put it aside, then walked to the sofa and sat down. Xia Lingge found a tea can from the cupboard, boiled a pot of hot water and made a cup of strong tea. This was Xia's father's habit. Whenever he got home, he would drink some tea to relax.

Xia Lingge also made tea for Father Xia step by step and put it in front of him. The shriveled tea leaves were softened by the hot water and slowly floated up and down on the water. Father Xia looked at the light green tea and was silent for a while. He reached out and took the tea cup in his hand and took a sip: "The taste is a bit bland."

"is it?"

Xia Lingge put the tea can back into the cupboard, then took out a can of orange juice from the refrigerator, inserted it into the straw and took a sip: "Maybe it has been left for too long, and the taste has changed a bit."

Xia's father replied her words with a soft 'hmm'.

Xia Lingge drank the orange juice and threw the juice box into the trash can. "What's wrong with you when you come back?"

Father Xia held up the tea cup and said, "It's nothing serious, just..." He hesitated for a moment and then said slowly in a low to dull voice, "Did you see the video?"

It refers to Demon's doll.

Xia Lingge nodded: "I saw it."

There were no unnecessary words, so Xia's father didn't know how to continue.

"What do you think?" he continued.

Xia Lingge glanced at him lightly: "I don't have any opinion."

Xia's father choked up when he heard his voice. These words sounded a bit arrogant, but they were the most normal state for Xia Lingge. If she began to explain or express her opinions frequently because of these problems, then It's not her - after all, apathy is a lack of concern for everything, including oneself, including life and death.

But even so, the uneasiness and strangeness in Father Xia's heart could never go away. He leaned on the back of the sofa and silently stared at the girl casually leaning on the counter table, wearing a white shirt, casual pants, and long black hair. He tied his hair into a low ponytail, which accentuated his fair face and cold expression. He suddenly looked a little dazed. His daughter seemed to have grown a lot taller, lost a lot of weight, and had a lot more thoughts... "dad?"

Xia Lingge called him softly.

Xia's father came back to his senses: "Lingge, do you still keep that doll?"

Xia Lingge looked at him: "I have the doll, do you need it?"

Father Xia stretched out his hand: "Bring it here, let me take a look."

Xia Lingge hesitated for a rare second: "Mine is at Sicheng's place. I have his. Do you need it?"

"What's yours? Speak clearly!" Xia's father's voice suddenly rose. "What's going on between you and that kid? What does he want your doll for?! He didn't bully you! He, he didn't do anything to you. Do whatever you want!”

Looking at his father who suddenly stood up from the back of the sofa, Xia Lingge felt a little puzzled: "No, they just changed each other because they thought it was fun. And dad, didn't you also say that you should oppose feudal superstition and believe in science?"

The gagged Father Xia frowned even more tightly, "It's true that I believe in science, but I didn't let you exchange dolls with others in private, or... a doll that looks so similar to me, you know that kid is using your doll What to do?! What if..."

Xia's father stopped him in time, but Xia Lingge continued unconsciously: "What if?"

Father Xia took a deep breath and said nothing more. He just walked back and forth in the room with his hands on his hips: "Anyway, exchange the doll back as soon as possible. If he doesn't agree to it, tell me and I'll deal with that brat!"

He dared to blatantly target his daughter. He was really shaken.