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

"If you feel like crying, my shoulder is here for you to lean on."


Jiang Jiu gave him a sidelong glance, "Can't even a meal shut you up?"


Jiang Siyan was in a good mood, "I'm being discharged the day after tomorrow, and I'm not sure if anyone will come to pick me up."


Jiang Jiu didn't say anything and bowed her head to eat while Jiang Siyan reached out and took her phone.


Seeing this, Jiang Jiu hurriedly tried to snatch it back, "What are you doing?"


But Jiang Siyan had already found Grandma Jiang's number on her phone and dialed it back. As soon as the call connected, Jiang Jiu had no choice but to squeeze out a smile, "Grandma."


Usually, Jiang Jiu called at a fixed time, so getting a call earlier today was somewhat surprising for Grandma Jiang.


"Jiujiu, why are you calling me today? Did something happen?"


Just as Jiang Jiu was about to say nothing had, Jiang Siyan interjected cheekily, "Grandma, I asked her to call you."


Chapter 239: Walking into the Net of One's Own Accord