My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

Ke Yanze frowned subconsciously when he heard this.

He didn't take the sight of Ke Tong to heart last night, and he didn't expect Ke Tong to come to him on his own initiative now.

After all, this kid has been very bored, and he has never had much to say to him. This is on the one hand, and on the other hand, he doesn't want to talk to him.

He shifted his gaze to Song Wang, lowered his voice and said, "Let him go."

Song Wang nodded, motioned towards the door and said, "What's the matter?"

"..." Ke Tong outside the door was silent, but there was no more to say.

Hearing no response, Song Wang and Ke Yanze looked at each other, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes.

Ke Yanze shook his head, signaling him not to speak.

Ke Tong looked at the closed door in front of him, and a trace of inexplicable flashed in his dark eyes.

He has always been sensitive to voices, but the voice just now is very similar to the voice of the big brother who gave him noodles last night.

Since it came from my brother's room, it means that my brother stayed with that big brother for one night.

A feeling that seemed to be called "jealousy" welled up in my heart.

Yes, he was a little jealous.

He had never been alone with his brother for more than an hour.

But why even others can.

Ke Tong pursed his lips, but left without saying anything.

After not hearing each other's voice for a long time, Song Wang and Ke Yanze breathed a sigh of relief, and began to think about the next thing.

Ke Yanze thought for a while and said, "How about I ask Fengyou for help?"

"Is it okay?" Hearing the words, the latter had a look of worry on his face, "If he can't explain clearly at that time, will he doubt you?"

"What is there to explain to him," Ke Yanze said with a smile:

"I sent him a message and he came to help us right away."

Now it seems that there is no other way, Song Wang nodded, indicating that he could do so.

Ke Yanze picked up the phone, found Fengyou's message box, and thought about the language:

"The old man is back, you go to my cousin."

Feng You, who was talking and laughing happily with the girl, heard the notification tone of the mobile phone in his pocket, subconsciously slightly distracted, and glanced down.

Seeing the girl frowned because of his little action, Feng You smiled and said, "It's nothing. Where are we talking?"

"Speaking of which, Young Master Ke is most afraid of his father reciting scriptures." The girl said with a smile.

"Yes, boss..." Feng You belatedly realized that the prompt sound just now seemed to be a special ringtone he specially set for Ke Yanze.

Too bad, he didn't reply to the boss immediately. Although the boss was sick in bed, he believed that it would still be terrible if the boss got angry.

Before he had time to explain to the girl, he quickly took out his phone and opened the message box.

Seeing that he stopped talking, the girl stretched out her hand and pushed his arm dissatisfied: "Why don't you talk anymore, how is Mr. Ke?"

"Don't talk," Feng You shrank his hands impatiently at this moment, typing quickly on the keyboard with his fingers:

[Feng You: Good boss! 】

[Feng You: I was playing mice just now, I didn't see your news QAQ]

The sulking girl sitting next to him suddenly felt a little cold.

Ke Yanze, who hadn't seen a response for a long time, was about to make a series of fatal calls, when the other party replied.

Ke Yanze sneered, ignored his nonsense, put away his phone, and said to Song Wang, "It's fine."

Feng You usually looks unreliable, but at critical moments, he can still play a role.