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 realized that despite being a reporter, she really wasn't as articulate as those around her.


Eventually, Bai Yiran drove Jiang Jiu to the hospital, where Jiang Siyan had already packed his things, ready to be discharged at any moment.


"Sorry for making you wait, have you been waiting long?"


Bai Yiran greeted Jiang Siyan, "Handsome Jiang, long time no see."


Bai Yiran smiled, "You two have a good chat, I'll go find Dr. Zheng."


Jiang Siyan touched Jiang Jiu's face, "Didn't you rest well when you got back?"


Jiang Jiu instinctively touched her own face, "What's wrong, is it that obvious I look ugly? I just stayed up one night."


As a girl, she was naturally sensitive about her appearance.


She originally planned to catch up on sleep at noon, but it was ruined by that bastard Liang Xu, could she really look that bad now?


Chapter 152: Guilty Conscience