My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

If Song Wang is really this person, it's not bad.

The index finger gently stroked the red and swollen lips of the other party, and Ke Yanze touched it again, but did not go deeper.

A quick kiss.

Ke Yanze smiled slightly, rolled over and lay down beside him.

good night.

the person I like.

***

When Song Wang was awakened by the sunlight coming in from the window, Ke Yanze beside him was still sleeping.

But the posture is a bit wrong.

The other party pressed tightly against his side face, with his arms still around his neck, and his intimate appearance made Song Wang wonder how they slept last night.

Not wanting to wake him up, the latter stretched out his hand to remove his arm, only to find that there was a very large piece of clothing on him.

Frowning slightly, Song Wang pulled back the quilt puzzledly.

Ke Yanze's small body was completely huddled in his clothes and pants, and his appearance looked very funny.

"..." Although he really wanted to ask what was going on, Song Wang still held back and didn't wake him up.

Sitting up from the bed, my head felt a little dizzy.

I didn't know what I dreamed about last night. I always felt a little stuffy from the nose down, and I couldn't breathe like I was drowning.

Raising his hand and rubbing the center of his eyebrows, Song Wang got out of bed, wanting to open the window for some air.

As soon as he made a movement, the person on the bed had already woken up faintly, opened his eyes and saw Song Wang sitting in front of the bed, he was slightly stunned, and immediately recalled what happened last night in his mind.

As soon as there was that scene, Ke Yanze noticed his body.

Sure enough, did it change back again?

But it doesn't matter too much, at least I already know the secret of becoming bigger again.

Intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes swept across Song Wang's lips that had subsided overnight, and Ke Yanze said casually:

"morning."

"Morning," Song Wang suppressed a smile, and pointed to his strange clothes, "What's going on? Did you sleepwalk and change?"

Ke Yanze replied without changing his face: "Oh, well, it's more comfortable to change into your own clothes when you go home."

Although he expressed distrust of this reason, Song Wang did not intend to ask any more questions, but chose to ask more important questions:

"Next, what shall we do?"

"Since the old man already knows that I am at home, there is no need to spend time with him," the other party looked at him and said,

"Let's find a chance to sneak out."

Song Wang nodded: "Okay, then wait until he doesn't pay attention."

I don't know when Ke Zhengyu will leave, and the two of them can only wait at this time.

Ke Yanze sat on the bed, looked down at his small body, and thought of a question.

When I suddenly grew bigger last night, I accidentally burst my original clothes. At this moment, there seemed to be no more clothes for myself in the room.

This is indeed a big problem.

"That..." After several hesitation, he still planned to ask Song Wang for help: "I have no clothes, what can you do..."

The latter glanced at him up and down, and the puzzlement in his eyes was clear, as if asking "what are you talking about".

Sighing slightly, Song Wang didn't ask any more questions, just said: "Do you have scissors in your room?"

"There should be." He raised his chin, "You open the second drawer of the desk."

Song Wang walked forward according to his words, opened the drawer, and saw a pair of scissors lying inside.

Turning around, he said: "Take off your clothes, I'll change them for you."

The latter was slightly taken aback when he heard this.