【Daughter's Charm】(7-8)

(7)
After this fright, I felt a little awkward. If things had gone any further, it would have been
hard to explain. Even with witnesses, if the father and daughter had been caught red-handed there, Tingting's future would have been
ruined.
Just thinking about being taken to the police station with Tingting and facing the police's questions sent chills down my spine. I secretly
rejoiced and said, "Tingting, thank goodness..." Tingting was a little angry, "What? They
were just..." Tingting swung her arms and came over, hugging me from behind, "Dad, I just
wanted to..." She rubbed her head against my back. Thinking about what had just happened, I felt a little scared. "If we had just..."
If Tingting and I had really stripped naked in bed, how would we have had time to get dressed? How would we have handled it? "That's
how it is, so what?"
Tingting suddenly said boldly, "I'm not..." her voice low, "I'm not selling myself."
"Silly girl, I'm not selling myself, we're father and daughter..." "So
what if we're father and daughter? I'm still..." Tingting smiled, "I'm willing—what's it to them
?"
He turned around and hugged her, carefully examining Tingting's flushed cheeks. He hadn't expected Tingting to have this attitude.
"Even if we're in cahoots—we shouldn't be father and daughter..." I had never dared to say that word. Tingting tilted her head, deliberately
teasing me, "Adultery isn't a crime."
Hearing Tingting say the word "adultery," my heart suddenly itched. "What if they insist you're selling yourself?"
Tingting hesitated, "What kind of daughter sells herself to her father?"
This conversation between father and daughter swept away the previous fear and suddenly added a topic of conversation. "But they just
thought you were..."
"Bad daddy..." Tingting looked at me, "If I hadn't come, you might have been arrested."
Thinking of the phone call earlier, I pinched Tingting's chin, "Dad won't go to a brothel, if I'm going to go, it'll be you."
Saying such lewd words to my daughter, I was afraid she would be angry, but Tingting was also stunned, then
laughed, "Bad daddy, you just want to go to a brothel with me?"
Everyone in this world says that college students have become shameless for money, either hooking up with rich men or prostituting themselves .
Has Tingting been corrupted too? "Tingting, if a rich guy wanted to keep you as a mistress or solicit you, would you...?"
Tingting stared at me in astonishment, her face suddenly turning purple as she glared at me fiercely. "You..."
She angrily squatted down and covered her face. I knew I had spoken too harshly, but this was also the
thing a father feared most. Having a daughter in this world adds an extra worry, the fear that the daughter might go astray, be raped,
gang-raped, or even forced into prostitution, ending up with a tragic fate.
"Tingting, Dad..." I bent down to help her up, but Tingting angrily dodged away, her eyes filled with tears.
"I'll become a prostitute, are you satisfied now?"
This time it was my turn to be angry with her. I forcibly hugged her, holding her in my arms. "Don't talk nonsense." Tingting still tried
to struggle. "Didn't you want those rich guys to keep me and patronize me? I might as well be dead."
Knowing that Tingting still had me as her father, I held her tightly. "Even if you want to keep me or patronize me, it'll be me,
the father, first."
Tingting sniffed. "Then I want you to patronize me now."
Hearing my own daughter want me to patronize her, I looked at her excitedly. Tingting could see
the eagerness in my eyes. Suddenly, she nestled shyly into my arms. "Dad, do you really want to patronize me?"
After saying that, she clenched her fists and pounded my chest. A wave of numbness and sweetness washed over me, and I let Tingting pound on my chest
. Seeing that I didn't stop her, Tingting suddenly stopped and stared at me intently. "Bad daddy, so you came here
just to seduce me."
I cupped Tingting's face, a wicked thought suddenly arising in my mind. Everyone says that female students are pure, knowledgeable, and tasteful.
Tingting, now in college, had indeed blossomed into a graceful and elegant young woman with an extraordinary air about her. Her flowing long hair draped over her shoulders, and her full
, alluring breasts alone were enough to make any man feel intoxicated. Seeing my lustful look, Tingting blushed shyly and coquettishly
, "You..." For some reason, the word "prostitute" kept replaying in my mind. Finally, I pressed my forehead against Tingting's
and said in a tone I didn't even know myself, "Tingting, tonight, let Daddy 'prostitute' you."
Tingting was overjoyed, "Bad Daddy, you're not learning good things, so you did it on purpose."
She excitedly imagined her first time going to a nightclub, frantically asking for a prostitute, only to be teased by her and
ejaculate as soon as she entered, leaving herself humiliated. But tonight, she was going to "prostitute" her own daughter.
"Is it..." Tingting asked doubtfully, "You've prostituted before..." I quickly tried to prove my innocence, "No—
no..." Tingting gave me a wink, "Then you..." she giggled, "prostitute me once."
A tingling sensation rose from every part of my body to my scalp, a feeling that made me feel like I was flying.
Just as I was about to push Tingting down onto the bed, there was a knock on the door.
I left in a hurry, nervously looking at the door, and heard the boy's voice, "Tingting..." Tingting hurriedly
straightened her clothes and quickly answered, "What?"
Opening the door, the boy looked concerned, "Are you alright?" "I
'm fine."
Tingting said coldly. "Uncle..." the boy said apologetically, "I was afraid Tingting would be wronged, so I rushed
over."
Sigh! At every crucial moment, someone would appear, making me lose all my emotions, so I said, "Zijian, it's
late, take Tingting back to school."
Tingting glared at me resentfully, bit her lip, and followed Zijian in a huff.
(8)
From afar, I saw a person sitting on the designated bench, with short hair and wearing a light blue
short coat. He looked quite decent, so I walked over quickly. "You're Xu..." She, who was looking around
, quickly stood up, both surprised and delighted. "You must be Lao Fang?"
"Oh, yes..." He looked at her awkwardly, but Aunt Xu was quite generous. "Please sit down." At this time, there were
people everywhere taking a walk after dinner. The two of them sat together, feeling a little embarrassed. Going ahead with the original
plan to watch the show felt inappropriate, so he said, "How about we take a walk?"
Aunt Xu readily agreed, "Okay."
She adjusted her scarf and followed behind me. The lights on both sides of the river were dim and yellowish. A path
led into the green belt, where people were doing their post-dinner exercise in the open space around it. "Old Shu, I heard
you have a son."
Aunt Xu caught up and walked alongside me. "Yes, he's in university."
This situation made me feel awkward. I looked around, but no one seemed to be paying attention. "One of my children
is married too."
Aunt Xu casually took my arm. I tensed up and instinctively wanted to push her away, but then I thought
it would hurt her pride. "So you live together?"
I asked casually, but then I noticed something was off about Aunt Xu's expression. She sobbed, "My daughter-in-law has always treated me badly
, so I moved out."
"Oh, and you..." I wanted to know how she was doing, but I didn't want to ask too much. "I rented a
room myself, unlike you, with such a dutiful daughter and son-in-law,"
Aunt Xu said with a hint of envy, resting her head on my shoulder. For some reason, I felt
a strange unease. I walked forward stiffly, afraid of being seen. Finally, when we reached the square, I
took the opportunity to leave her. Aunt Xu gave me a deep look. "Brother Guan, since we're together, why don't you move in with me
?"
she said shyly, anticipating my answer. For some reason, I felt a sense of resistance. "We'll see
,"
I said, though it sounded like an excuse, but Aunt Xu interpreted it differently. "It's
better to move in!"
she said hesitantly, "It's not convenient there."
Under the lamplight, a blush appeared on her face.
My heart stirred, and I suddenly felt guilty. I even pictured Tingting's smiling face before me.
"No…" I hurriedly replied, fleeing as if escaping, leaving Aunt Xu bewildered.

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