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 came to the balcony, leaning on the railing, letting the night wind blow through her still-damp long hair. "What's going on?"


Bai Yiran sighed helplessly on the other end of the phone. "Sis, were you KTVed or what? We agreed that I'd treat you to dinner, then take you to that social engagement. Even if the engagement couldn't be avoided, we could have postponed your dinner time, right?


Instead, you get there, and they had already started eating. Did you even recognize anyone? Were you there to eat their leftovers or to inhale nicotine from the air?


Also, you said that today's dinner was because you had an unpleasant time when you went to the banquet with him. And then, he just left you behind and let you go back on your own?


He knows you dislike smoking, yet he smokes in front of you and even lets others get too close to you?


Chapter 221: The Unattainable Moonlight