My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

On Thursday night, when Song Wang turned on the computer to prepare for the live broadcast, he turned his head and glanced at the expressionless child sitting beside him with his arms folded on his chest.

He licked his lips and asked again: "Do you really want to be with me?"

"Stop talking nonsense," the child raised his chin with a serious face, "let's start."

After getting a definite answer, Song Wang knew that the other party would not change his mind, so he sighed, moved the mouse and clicked on the live broadcast.

At worst, after a while, he will find a reason to distract Ke Yanze.

After all, the Internet is deep, and Song Wang absolutely does not want him to get involved in it.

The live broadcast has already started, and while the number of people is increasing rapidly, the comment area is also boiling like a frying pan.

The number of people quickly reached 50. Ke Yanze raised his eyebrows, his expression of surprise didn't show on his face at all, but he sat upright slightly.

Song Wang greeted the camera first: "Good evening."

I don't know if they were a little too excited to see Ke Yanze, and everyone didn't respond to Song Wang's greetings as usual.

Song Wang didn't care, because if it was him, he would be fooled by Ke Yanze's harmless face.

Thinking of his lack of resistance to cute things, he felt a little helpless.

[Newton under the apple tree: High-energy warning, a group of hungry old aunts are on their way to the battlefield! 】

【I want a little brother: Nosebleeds】

[Sheng Yuan Tianqi: Let me explain, it's not good for anyone to keep making trouble. 】

[Gulu Gulurou: Looking at it this way, Wang Wang and Xiaocuti really look like father and son~]

[Hee hee hee: Father and son are so cute! ! 】

[Mrs. Song: Thank you everyone for liking me and Wang Wang's son. 】

[Buried in the chest: I am already a fan of the little cute mother! ! 】

[Agreed not to hit me: Fuck fans and domestic violence, I really don't know what you stupid fans like about him? ? 】

[Do you want to eat candy: It's just an internet celebrity who makes money from the live broadcast, I think it's going to be cold this time, right? 】

[The name is so hard to come up with: I'm off the fan]

[I went back to before liberation overnight: The words above are so sour, I don’t like to see trouble and get out, okay? 】

"Everyone listen to me first," Song Wang turned to the camera and straightened his expression:

"I have something to say about Xigua Donger's Weibo post today.

First of all, I didn't..."

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a child beside him:

"I am indeed Song Wang's son."

Song Wang turned around:? ? ?

Ignoring his questioning eyes, Ke Yanze continued:

"Here I want to clarify some rumors about my father on the Internet.

First, use Yewu to hype.With that eye of yours, you saw my dad sticking to it and rushing to hype it?This is not explained, and anyone who is not blind can see it.

Second, my dad has never privately asked fans to meet, nor has he brought fans home.Is the so-called slut fan fabricated by some people who ask for it but cannot fantasize about themselves?

Third, the use of domestic violence.If you know it so clearly, why don't you come and be my father's son?Have you watched too many legal programs?

Fourth, Miss Watermelon Donger, I know you are watching, and I already know who you are.If you don't want to receive a subpoena from the court, please don't use your presence as a fan to add heat to my dad, thank you.

I hope you will take the above as a warning and tell each other. "

When he finished speaking, he smiled calmly at the camera.

As for Song Wang, he was already speechless by his clear and aggressive words.