My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

Hearing what he said, Song Wang remembered that he had been in this state since this morning, and he didn't change back as quickly as before.

And the different things happened between them, that is, the two of them had a skin-to-skin relationship.

Could it be related to this?

Song Wang shook his head, saying that he didn't know the reason.

Even if he vaguely knew it in his heart, he was too embarrassed to say it.

Ke Yanze was quite different. He only thought for a while, then he clenched his right hand into a fist and threw it to the palm of his left hand, as if he suddenly realized:

"I see, could it be because the two of us slept together?"

"..." Song Wang held his forehead helplessly, smiled wryly and said, "This...you don't have to say it so loudly."

Although he had already accepted this fact, he would feel a little embarrassed when he said it so clearly.

Who made him a thin-skinned master?

Not to mention, his waist is still sore.

Hearing this, Ke Yanze put his hand on his lips and coughed lightly to cover up the slightly raised corners of his lips, and even his eyes narrowed with a smile.

This is good, and I know a way to extend the time.

He had an intuition that perhaps the time for him to fully recover would be in the near future.

Combining the events that happened these few times, he could draw a conclusion, but it was all related to Song Wang.

Although he doesn't know the reason for all this, but he always feels that there is a definite reason for everything, just like he will be attracted by Song Wang, and then the relationship between the two, if it is not fate, It's just that he doesn't believe it himself.

Even if you were an atheist before, you have to doubt the world when something like this happens.

When he came back to his senses, he lowered his head and saw that Song Wang was still looking at him, with a dissatisfied expression on his face, and Ke Yanze finally realized that his smile was too wide.

"Well, maybe it will change back tomorrow morning. I'll find a set of clothes and put them next to the bed." He pretended not to see it, turned around by himself, and went to look for the clothes he was talking about.

Song Wang looked at him walking three steps in parallel, shook his head a little funny, then stopped paying attention to him, and lay down on the bed by himself.

I said earlier that I could stay up for a while, but now I fell asleep faster than anyone else.

When Ke Yanze collected his clothes from the balcony and brought them in, Song Wang curled up into a ball and fell asleep with the quilt in his arms.

Seeing his strange posture, the corners of Ke Yanze's mouth twitched fiercely.

He tossed the clothes in his hand casually and walked forward, half kneeling on the bed, stretching Song Wang's body upright and lying down.

Finally, he felt a little more comfortable watching, he smiled with satisfaction, and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

When he came out again, Song Wang on the bed returned to the posture he had when he came in.

Song Wang didn't sleep well, and Ke Yanze said that he was used to it.

But what else can I do, give me a good beating like before?

Not to mention, if he is asked to fight now, he is really reluctant.

Sighing softly, he went to bed and lay beside Song Wang. After turning off the light, the room immediately became dark.

Stretching out his long arms, he easily hugged the latter into his arms.

With his chin resting on the top of his head, Ke Yanze was finally able to close his sore eyelids and get a good night's sleep.