My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

The father and son looked at each other, both of them were relatively speechless.

Ke Yanze pursed his lips, and didn't intend to speak. Ke Zhengyu was the first to react. It seemed that the daze just now was just an illusion of others, and he said lightly, "I'm back."

As he spoke, he stepped down a flight of stairs, as if he was about to go downstairs, when a figure suddenly flashed in front of him, blocking his sight.

Luo Ran quickly walked past Ke Yanze and Song Wang, his body just covered their hands, and said with a smile: "It's getting late, go to bed, don't you have to go to the company tomorrow?"

Ke Zhengyu nodded, and didn't say anything more. He retracted the foot he had just stepped forward, and when he was thinking about walking back, he turned around again as if he suddenly thought of something, squinted his eyes and looked down. Look: "Isn't this... Ozawa's friend?"

"Yes, Uncle." Song Wang was taken aback for a moment, then replied immediately.

A smile appeared on Ke Zhengyu's usually serious face. Although it was fleeting, it was also very rare. He said, "It's so late, go to bed early, let your Auntie Luo tidy up the room and sleep well..."

"Okay, you don't need to say anything, go to sleep." As if to drive him away, Luo Ran pushed him back, and quickly disappeared at the corner of the corridor.

Ke Yanze continued to hold Song Wang, and went upstairs to his room.

Luo Ran seemed to have pushed Ke Zhengyu back into the room, poked half of his head out, deliberately not looking at the hands they were holding together, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to tidy up the room?"

Her attitude was still cautious, as if she was afraid that if she said something wrong, it would make the other party unhappy.

"No need." Ke Yanze responded concisely.

"…OK."

Song Wang was led by him, and asked in a low voice with some worry: "Is it... okay?"

"What's the matter?" Ke Yanze asked him indifferently.

"..." Song Wang lowered his head.

Ke Yanze stopped in his tracks, turned to look at him, his face was half hidden in the darkness, and looked obscure: "Song Wang, are you..."

He didn't continue to talk, but Song Wang shook his head: "No."

Ke Yanze looked at him for a while, then seemed to sigh softly, and then continued to lead him forward, his voice was very low, but it came to his ears clearly: "If it's because of that pervert, you no need to worry."

Song Wang thought for a while, then remembered that the "pervert" in the other party's mouth should be Fang Yichen, and suddenly wanted to laugh.Not daring to laugh out loud, he only slightly bent the corners of his lips.

After entering Ke Yanze's room, he asked softly, "I don't have to worry about anything?"

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow pressed down, one hand supported the edge of the door, and pushed him against the door: "What do you think?"

Song Wang leaned against the door, and raised his eyes to look at Ke Yanze upon hearing this, and bumped into his deep eyes.

He lowered his eyes and said, "I don't know."

"It's my fault." Ke Yanze kissed the corner of his lips and licked it. When he spoke again, his voice seemed a little low:

"I should have rushed in and beat him up a long time ago, lest he say something to you and annoy you for nothing," he paused, and lifted Song Wang's chin with his fingertips, making him look at himself:

"Tell me, is it because he said that my family would not agree with us being together, which made you unhappy?"