When he was ten years old, he shyly called Sister Jiang. She was a thin, obedient little milk dog. She followed the example of an adult and kissed his forehead to comfort him. When we met again, he was dressed in a neat suit and paired with gold-rimmed glasses. , His gestures are as noble and pure as snow and snow, unattainable. After tearing off the disguise of a gentle scum, he finally showed his fangs in the dark. Didn't you teach me this? He surrounded her from behind Slender waist asked for a kiss, her voice was bewitching, and she yelled out those two words almost playfully, Sister Jiang. Only then did Jiang Jiu understand that the other party had already turned into a paranoid and black-bellied mad dog in a place she didn't know .