Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

The artillery bombarded, the ground shook and shook violently, accompanied by cries, shouts, and explosions one after another.

No matter how luxurious the house was, it was blown up with loud noises, and there were corpses and broken walls everywhere. This place became a real hell on earth.

The rickshaw drivers had already abandoned their rickshaws and fled, and the rickshaws were quickly involved in the flames of war and were bombed to pieces.

There are no beautiful and romantic legends here, only countless deaths and blood flowing.

Sheng Cheng found Jiao Yang in a house that had just been bombed, and his subordinates found her first.

He was so impatient that his heart jumped out of his throat. No one in Ren's barracks had ever seen a young commander like this.

He grabbed her hand: "are you crazy? It's such a mess outside now, why don't you go home?"

"Home?" Jiao Yang tilted her head, then brushed off his hand little by little, she smiled like an elf, "I don't have a home, Sheng Cheng."

Sheng Cheng was stunned for a moment, the pain was like a knife.

"Didn't you already know that I'm not your sister, and I'm not the real Sheng Jiaoyang."

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, rising a little bit, but Sheng Cheng didn't know why she wanted to cry so much.

"Since it's already like this, what's the point of me coming back to Sheng's house? It's just a joke."

"No, that's not the case,"

Sheng Cheng stopped her from walking.

"I did know your identity early in the morning. As early as the first time I saw you abroad, I started to care about you. Knowing your identity and going to Sheng's house after knowing you, I am happier than anyone else , even knowing it was a lie."

Jiao Yang froze, blinked, and looked at him.

Sheng Cheng raised his hand and carefully placed it on her head, just like every time before, he gently stroked the child.

"If you want to come to the Sheng family, what reason do I have to stop it? There aren't so many schemes or conflicts of interest in it. I think it's actually very simple.

I just want you to understand that the 'z' in the past may not have a home, may be involuntary, or may have no fixed place to live, but Sheng Jiaoyang has one, and she will definitely have one. "

Everyone wants to give you a home, Jiaoyang. And they will do everything they can to protect this home for you.

"So, come back?" Sheng Cheng stretched out his hand to her, even pleading in his eyes.

Jiao Yang looked at the hand in front of her for a long time, then she smiled.

Perhaps the former "z", she really longed to have a home, but until the moment she closed her eyes, in the dark, no one stretched out that hand to her.

And she, Sheng Jiaoyang, doesn't need a home, nor does she need anyone's protection, because she will never be involuntary, she is not afraid of living without a fixed place, and she likes to be seen by others as a wandering life alone.

"I'll think about it again." She politely refused.

There was loneliness in Sheng Cheng's eyes, but it was also at that moment. After all, he is Sheng Cheng, the eldest son of the Sheng family.

He concealed his loneliness, put his outstretched hand behind his back, and curled his fingers silently.

"Okay, I respect your decision, but I will always wait for you."

Jiao Yang smiled and nodded.

"It's too chaotic outside now, there may be a second wave of bombing at any time, I know you have other places to hide, but you must be careful, don't go out unless you have to, you know?"