My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

The first person to wake up the next day was Song Wang, who fell asleep first last night.

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were drawn, making the room a little dark, and only a little golden light from the outside could be seen faintly through the gaps in the curtains, so one could probably tell that the sky was already bright outside.

When he opened his eyes, he found that there was a soft mass on his chest, and he was curled up in his arms, and he was holding his waist with one hand, sleeping soundly.

Maybe it was because she kept the same posture all the time, her body was a little sore, he moved her body, and the child in his arms also moved forward, saying nothing to leave him.

Hugged so tightly, I don't know what to say.

When Song Wang looked down, he could see the child's eyelashes fluttering slightly as he breathed, a small shadow covered his eyes, and he looked more and more peaceful. There was a healthy blush on his white and tender face, and most of it was buried in the into Song Wang's arms.

The drowsiness when he just woke up was completely dispelled by Ke Yanze's cute behavior. As expected, he answered what he said last night, and he changed back to this small appearance early in the morning.

Song Wang originally wanted to get up, but he was afraid that his movements would be too large, which would wake up the sleeping person, so he had no choice but to lift the child's arms lightly, so that he could sit up.

While the latter was asleep, he also felt that his arms were empty, and the heat that was tightly attached to him was also withdrawn. He frowned and woke up faintly.

Seeing that he was awake, Song Wang said softly, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Ke Yanze raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, only then did he realize that the size of his hand was not right, and when he looked down again, he knew that he had become smaller again.

The clothes were hanging loosely on his body, which was kind of funny.

This is changing, and I don't know when it will be the leader?

Scratching his hair with some headache, he asked, "What time is it?"

Song Wang picked up the phone and took a look: "Well, it's already ten o'clock."

Staying up late makes people decadent. It seems that next time we really can't stay up so late, wasting the good time of the morning.

"Oh, it's still early, come and sleep with me for a while." Ke Yanze yawned, squinting his eyes and said.

"...Go to sleep by yourself, I have to deal with work invitations." Song Wang said, got out of bed, took a set of clothes from the closet, and was about to go to the bathroom to change.

Ke Yanze looked at his back, his eyes stayed somewhere below his waist: "Does it hurt anymore?"

The latter's steps towards the bathroom obviously paused, and it took a while before he said concisely: "...It doesn't hurt anymore."

Ke Yanze nodded: "It seems that the medicine works, so I should keep a few at home."

"..." Song Wangmo was silent, and then quickly left here.

It felt like if he stayed here for a while longer, his face would be so red that it would explode.

*

Because it was getting late, Song Wang just cooked two bowls of noodles for breakfast for him and Ke Yanze.

After eating, he entered the study and began to deal with work.

Because Song Wang has been busy with other things these days, he hasn't checked his mailbox for a long time. When he logged in today, he found that his mailbox has been overwhelmed by various job invitations.

After a cursory glance, there were probably more than 100 letters. He lamented the heavy workload today, and had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and start to check each letter.