My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

"Aren't you afraid?" Song Wang looked at him and said, "If we are together."

Even in today's open society, not everyone can agree with this unusual relationship.

People's strange eyes, the pressure of malicious public opinion, the estrangement of relatives and friends, Song Wang didn't know how much he would bear in the future.

The reason why he thought of this question and asked it without hesitation did not mean that he would be afraid because of it.

He just had to worry that the other party might just be a temporary illusion, but he didn't really care as much as he imagined, and was so irreplaceable.

Song Wang's seriousness in dealing with relationships is beyond the perception of many people, otherwise he would not have been single like this, preferring to live alone.

In his view, all pursuits are futile until he meets the person who can truly be with him for the rest of his life.

From the moment he knew that Ke Yanze liked him, Song Wang was not surprised, but after being surprised, he chose to face it calmly.

Until he also confirms his own mind, there is nothing worth avoiding.

But in doing so, he still needs to be tested a lot.

He looked up at Ke Yanze, wanting to know his answer.

The latter fell silent when Song Wang asked this question. After a long time, he spoke slowly, with a bit of determination in his expression:

"If the old man disagrees, I will take you away."

"..." Song Wang smiled helplessly when he heard the words, raised his hand, and rubbed the top of his hair as usual, with a slight smile in his gentle tone as always:

"It's kind of silly."

The hair I got is not as soft as it was when I was a child, but fortunately it is well maintained and feels very smooth to the touch.

Randomly messing up the other party's hair, the smile on Song Wang's face deepened.

Ke Yanze raised his eyebrows, wanting to say that this was the conclusion he came to after serious thinking.

The old man has always liked to judge anyone by his own standards. Serious and rigid is Ke Yanze's impression of him since he was a child, and it has not changed since then.

He seemed to be able to imagine the possible reaction of the old man when he knew about this matter, but he could say that there was no disturbance in his heart.

The familiar touch from his head brought him back to his mind, and he said meaningfully: "How does it feel?"

"Shang Ke." Song Wang withdrew his hand without changing his face: "We should go back."

Ke Tong was still waiting there. They had been out for so long, so they couldn't justify leaving him alone.

Hearing this, although Ke Yanze was reluctant to let Song Wang go like this, he still didn't show anything on his face, nodded, and went out of this corner with Song Wang.

Back to the previous place, you can see Ke Tong's little one from a distance, sitting on the seat with the black cat doll in his arms, with his head down, wondering what he is thinking about.

And beside him, of course, was the little doll that was a gift from the previous haunted house.

The difference is obvious.

When he got closer, he found that there was strawberry ice cream that had melted into a puddle of water at his feet.

Sensing their gazes, Ke Tong raised his head and explained softly:

"That's what my brother left for you."

The implication is that he cannot eat what his brother left for Song Wang.

Ke Yanze raised his eyebrows, and raised his lips in a rare smile: "You can buy it after eating, don't waste it in the future."