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 brought over a small stool and sat beside him without a word, simply gazing silently at the area beneath the balcony.


Cars were coming in, people were strolling around, young girls were picking out milk tea at the shops' entrances, and couples were walking hand in hand down the streets. Everything seemed so peacefully ordinary.


Jiang Siyan pinched out his cigarette and looked at her, "What are you doing sitting here?"


Jiang Jiu rested her hands on the railing and her chin on her hands, "Keeping you company."


Jiang Siyan smirked, "Why keep me company?"


Jiang Jiu turned towards him, "I see that you need someone by your side right now. I was thinking about asking you to have a few drinks, but you can't drink right now. So I'll just accompany you to enjoy the night breeze, take in the night view, and feel the peacefulness beneath the dazzle and riches."


Jiang Siyan stayed silent, his dark eyes quietly resting on her.


Chapter 155: Accompanying You