Deer Hearing the Flute

At the age of ten, he shyly called out "Sister Jiang," a slender, small boy obedient like a little milk dog. She imitated the adults, kissing his forehead to comfort him.
When they met again, he was dressed in a sharp suit with gold-rimmed glasses, his every move as noble and pure as glimmering frost and snow, unapproachably lofty.
Tearing off that scholar's disguise, he finally revealed his fangs in the darkness.
"Isn't this what you taught me?" he whispered, encircling her slim waist from behind and seeking a kiss, his voice seductive, nearly playful as he called out those two words, "Sister Jiang."
Jiang Jiu only then realized that the other party had long since become an obsessive and scheming mad dog, in a place she knew not of.

Obsessed with My Puppy Boy

Jiang Jiu glared at him, "I don't have that kind of fetish!"


Jiang Siyan didn't speak and just continued what he was doing.


Liang Xu looked at the car parked under Jiang Jiu's apartment building with growing irritation.


The car belonged to Jiang Siyan; he recognized it.


He looked up at Jiang Jiu's room, where the light was still on.


Liang Xu fiercely stubbed out his cigarette on the ground and left in his car, visibly upset.


The next morning, Jiang Jiu felt her legs wobble a bit when she got up, all thanks to Jiang Siyan, that bastard, who was wild like a mad dog last night!


There was no sign of Jiang Siyan beside her, and Jiang Jiu thought he had left, but when she opened the door, she smelled something delicious.


Surprised, she looked toward the kitchen and saw Jiang Siyan standing there cooking breakfast.


Chapter 19: Getting Bored or Sick of it