My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

From the day Song Wang bought the bed sheet and quilt cover, it was time for Ke Yanze to occupy a bed to himself.

There is nothing special about it, two big men sleeping together always sounds a little wrong.

He stood aside, watching Song Wang make sheets and quilts for his small bed, and said in a sullen voice:

"Hey, take a break."

"It's okay, it will be fine soon." Song Wang looked back at him while he was busy:

"If you're tired, go sit in the living room."

"Who is tired," the child muttered in a low voice, then raised his head again, and said casually, "Come here, I'll give you the reward."

Hearing this, the latter gave a slight pause to the hands making the quilt, then turned around and nodded with a smile:

"Okay."

The child coughed lightly, turned around and walked out of the house, Song Wang followed behind him, with one hand in the pocket of his slacks, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Somewhat curious, what reward Ke Yanze will give him.

Suppressing the faint expectation in his heart, he watched the other party fetch his Pleasant Goat schoolbag, unzipped it smoothly, and took out a blank sheet of paper from inside.

"What is this?" Looking at it from his perspective, he could see the densely packed characters on the white paper, which only made him want to know more.

The child reached out and handed it over, and turned his head to the side by the way, as if he didn't really want to know Song Wang's reaction after seeing this piece of paper.

Although this is the result of his thinking about it day and night, after three or four days of busy work.

Song Wang took the piece of paper from his hand, put it in front of his eyes and glanced at it, the expression on his face could not be described as shocked:

"You...where did this come from?"

"Written by a friend." The child explained casually, and when he turned his head and saw the unbelievable expression on the other side, he stared fiercely again:

"What? Pay me back if you don't want it!"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and rushed over, trying to snatch the paper back from Song Wang's hand.

Letting the child jump up on tiptoe, Song Wang only raised his hand slightly, and it was already out of his reach.

"Who said I don't want it anymore?" Song Wang suppressed a smile and rubbed the child's head with his free hand:

"Thank you."

"..."

Ke Yanze, who was blushing because of his words, ran away at an extremely fast speed for the first time when the other party was still about to say something.

Although he was a little puzzled by his reaction, Song Wang really couldn't take him into consideration now.

Still holding the note-covered paper in his hand, he admitted that he couldn't take his eyes off it for a moment.

Song Wang was very sure that this composition style and customary melody fluctuated. This piece must have been written by one person.

Z.

Five years ago, a rising star who began to appear in the composition column with a one-letter name.

Although Z can't be called a great composer, as long as his songs are very popular, they will definitely sell well.

This makes him a character that everyone flocks to.

However, the so-called song is hard to find, and it is he who is talking about it.

He neither pursues fame nor money, and seems to be born for composing.Many well-known singers in the circle were rejected by him, which also created his unsurpassed position in the composition world so far.

Yes, it is notoriously difficult to deal with.

Z can sell his songs at a high price, or publish them on a website casually, as long as there is no commercial copyright involved, he doesn't care who sings his songs at all.

The song "Summer Moon" that Song Wang sang at the beginning was also a song he released casually.