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

Although Jiang Jiu was scared, she had grown up fighting with Fatty Ye, and during her early days as a journalist, her master had taken her to infiltrate some illegal factories. To capture precious photos, she had been chased by people before.


Her master had taught her, if you can run, then run, if you can't outrun them, then shout, if shouting doesn't bring anyone, then fight back!


Stare into their eyes, dodge their moves, never close your eyes and take a beating!


Jiang Jiu mentally prepared herself like crazy. When the opponent raised a stick to strike her, she quickly grabbed a brick with a backhand.


Jiang Siyan swiftly snatched the stick from the thug's hand, while Jiang Jiu smacked a brick on the other's head.


Seeing this, several thugs rushed back into the van and pulled out a long watermelon knife.


If she got slashed with that, there would be trouble.


Jiang Siyan made a split-second decision, grabbing Jiang Jiu's hand, "Run!"


Chapter 145: Offering Myself to You