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

Before the phone call ended, Jiang Jiu finally picked up the phone.


"Jiujiu, happy Mid-Autumn Festival! Did you eat well today?"


Jiang Jiu was sitting on the sofa, hugging a pillow, "Yeah, the station held a celebration event today, and everyone was invited to a meal. I even won a tablet computer!"


Grandma Jiang was very happy, "That shows our Jiujiu has good luck this year. It's Mid-Autumn Festival, remember to eat a mooncake today, okay?"


It was only then that Jiang Jiu remembered she had forgotten about it.


Upset by the situation with Mao Nana, she originally planned to buy two small mooncakes to share with Jiang Siyan, one each, but now she could only watch helplessly.


After chatting with Grandma for a few more sentences, Jiang Jiu promised to visit once she was less busy.


Chapter 309: Having a Taste and Craving It All Day