My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

"No way," Song Wang blinked and said with a smile, "You can only recite this at your age."

Ke Yanze decided not to argue with him: "...Then why didn't you refute when they said I was your son?"

He didn't forget Song Wang's kind and generous answer, as if he was really this guy's son.

Speaking of which, Song Wang is not a few years older than him.

Song Wang smiled and said, "But what I answered was that they praised you for being cute."

"... Oh." Only ghosts would believe it.

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Song Wang took Ke Yanze to the magazine studio first, and the passers-by greeted him with smiles, and he also smiled back, occasionally stopping to chat for a few words, while Ke Yanze followed him all the time, watching Watching him talk and laugh happily, I felt some inexplicable feelings in my heart.

Tsk, why is this guy so likable everywhere.

Next, Song Wang communicated with the staff about the process, and then went to the studio to shoot.

Here Ke Yanze is still sitting and playing with his mobile phone, while Song Wang over there has already changed his clothes.

The white shirt has a special taste on him.The top button was unbuttoned, revealing the delicate and sexy collarbone inside. The fair skin was strong and sexy, and the black pants wrapped around the slender legs.

Ke Yanze heard a small scream from the little girl in the staff beside him, and couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Little girls are like this, if they look a little more handsome, they will be tempted.

What a pity, what a pity, your male god is gay! !

Thinking of this, he showed a meaningful smile.

Ke Yanze thought of the "Ye Wu" who was mentioned when he was watching the live broadcast, and really wanted to meet what kind of person he was.

Bored, he raised his phone and took a few photos of Song Wang who was shooting.

At this moment, a woman suddenly approached and squatted beside him. The smell of perfume wafted into his nostrils, making him frown in displeasure, but the woman said softly without noticing: "Little friend, do you know him?" ?"

Ke Yanze glanced at her, then lowered his eyes and answered, "I know."

"I see," the woman brushed her hair, moved a chair and sat beside him, and continued, "I saw Song Wang coming in with you just now."

I saw you and asked.Ke Yanze frowned impatiently, opened the game interface with his head down, and simply ignored her.

Silence was regarded by the other party as introverted, and the woman wanted to get close to him, so she leaned over to look at Ke Yanze's phone screen, and there was a trace of deliberate surprise in her voice:

"Are you playing King of Glory? I can play it too. Do you want my sister to take you?"

Ke Yanze moved a little to the side calmly, still maintaining the cultivation that women should have: "No, thank you."

"Oh, you are so polite, kid," the woman giggled, "Come on, sister will take you."

Ke Yanze frowned at her ignorance, wondering if this woman was really stupid, or was she just trying to talk to him with the cheek?

Even though he refused repeatedly, the woman still took out her mobile phone and opened the interface of Glory of the King, but she always kept the topic aside intentionally or unintentionally: "Little friend, who are you, Song Wang? I've never seen him before." Came here with the kids."

coming.Ke Yanze sneered.

Sure enough, they came to strike up a conversation, just because they saw him and Song Wang walking together, they came up to ask questions, and the purpose was self-evident.

Ke Yanze suddenly became interested...

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The author has something to say: I changed the text a bit, and it will resume normal update tomorrow