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

The next morning when Jiang Jiu got up, she felt like her back was completely wrecked—it was unbearably uncomfortable.


Yesterday's position, damn it, destroyed my back.


On top of that, she'd walked so much the day before, her legs didn't feel like her own anymore. Waking up to Jiang Siyan's call that morning, Jiang Jiu uncharacteristically got up on the wrong side of the bed, kicking Jiang Siyan in the chest with her foot and complaining with red eyes.


Jiang Siyan pulled her ankle over and massaged her calves gradually and then her back until she was comfortable. Only then did Jiang Jiu fully wake up.


"It's only eight-thirty, do you know for someone who's a corporate slave, sleeping in until eleven on weekends is just passing! Destroying my sleep like this, do you want to be struck by lightning?!"


Chapter 110: Easy to Coax