My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

He didn't say a word to Ke Tong from the beginning to the end, and he didn't even look at him more.

"...Brother." The latter wanted to speak several times, but after finally whispering, Ke Yanze had already gone upstairs.

The child couldn't help hugging the black cat doll in his arms, and the moment he lowered his head, he looked a little lonely.

He stroked the fur of the doll and said to himself, "Jack, why doesn't my brother talk to me?"

The black cat doll looked at him with dark eyes and never spoke.

Ke Yanze returned to the room, closed the door behind his back, and locked it.

The child's eyes and the sculpture-like figure sitting there flashed in my mind.

I didn't sleep most of the night, sitting there alone, and I didn't know what to do.

That little brat wouldn't wait until late at night just to see himself, would he?

how is this possible.

Ke Yanze sneered, and walked back to the bed with a water glass in his hand.

It's really uncomfortable to change back suddenly, but as expected, I'm still comfortable in my original body, and I don't have any trouble trying to do anything.

After finally moving his muscles and bones, he thought of another very important question.

Now that the original body has been restored, will it change back again?

He still can't find the reason why he became smaller, and he doesn't know what the reason for the reduction is. If he doesn't change back now, will he shrink again someday in public?

Thinking of that scene, Ke Yanze felt too scary.

There must be no such day, otherwise it will only be a matter of minutes to be arrested for research.

Ke Yanze frowned irritably, and moved his eyes to the sleeping man.

His point of view at the time was indeed correct, whether it was getting bigger or smaller, it had a certain connection with Song Wang.

Since one kiss can make it bigger, it would be beneficial and harmless to have it a few more times, right?

Song Wang, who was sleeping, felt shivering.

His sleep has always been very good, even so he did not want to wake up from the dream, but turned over and continued to sleep.

Ke Yanze didn't intend to let him go so easily.

He got on the bed in twos and twos, and Ke Yanze's legs stood on Song Wang's waist, one on the left and one on the right. The whole body was equivalent to sitting on his body, but did not exert any gravity on him.

Leaning down, he clung to Song Wang's ear, his low voice carrying a different kind of temptation:

"Song Wang, I want to kiss you." After a pause, he smiled slightly, and said again: "If you don't speak, I will take it as your agreement?"

The latter only responded to him with steady breathing.

Ke Yanze raised the corners of his lips as if he was very satisfied, and smiled. He slowly moved his hand up, pinched the other's chin lightly, and pressed his lips against it.

The movements were gentle, as if afraid of disturbing the sweet dreams of the people under him.

Outlining the shape of his lips with the tip of her tongue, gently sucking the taste that belongs to him, and that kind of numb feeling spread in the bottom of her heart.

No longer satisfied with this simple kiss, Ke Yanze pried open the other's teeth with his tongue.

Finding Song Wang's tongue, he was not in a hurry to tease, but slowly circled around, stroking every inch of his territory with tenderness.

Feeling the breathing of the person under him began to be slightly rapid, Ke Yanze left a little bit.

When the lips parted, a thin silver thread was pulled out.

His breathing was also a little unsteady, but it was more filled with tenderness.