My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

After changing into the clothes they should wear for the shoot, Song Wang and Ke Yanze sat in front of the dressing table respectively.

After listening to the conversation between Song Wang and Guo Xiyu, the makeup artist immediately knew spiritually what makeup he should put on for them. After getting the tools, he was about to go up and do a big job.

Among them, Ke Yanze's makeup was an experienced veteran makeup artist. Even if he took a look at Ke Yanze from a distance, he sighed in his heart how his skin was so good.

She was about to go forward to have a closer look, when she saw that very beautiful man frowned fiercely, moved closer to Song Wang who was behind him, and said aggrievedly:

"I don't want to wear makeup."

Song Wang subconsciously comforted him in a warm voice: "Good boy, it will be more photogenic when it's melted."

The makeup artist in front of him had already applied moisturizer on his face, but Ke Yanze's makeup artist over there was still standing there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

"..." Ke Yanze was dissatisfied with such a gentle reassurance, but he still didn't make things difficult for the makeup artist. He greeted her and let her smear on his face.

The final effect was indeed a bit shocking to everyone.

Ke Yanze's eyebrows and eyes are extremely beautiful, at first glance they are as affectionate as the waves of the West Lake, so deep that one can easily sink into them, Song Wang was almost deceived by him many times.However, after looking at it for a long time, the cold breath from his bones overflowed, which wore away too much of the charm in his original appearance, making his face sharp and sharp.

But the makeup artist just made some adjustments to soften his too cold brows and eyes, and the light in those peach blossom eyes became more affectionate and enchanting.

Song Wang finished the styling before him, and then sat and watched all the time. The latter was also bored, so he just looked at him.

Looking at it, Song Wang's face turned red.

Before Ke Yanze knew what he had done, the other party blushed and turned away.

After changing clothes at the end, Song Wang didn't even look at him again, as if deliberately avoiding to face him head-on.

This cognition made Ke Yanze a little puzzled, thinking that he had done something wrong, which caused Song Wang to ignore him.

Regardless of the amazed praise from the makeup artist around him, he stared straight at Song Wang, inadvertently saw the latter's red ears, and suddenly understood something in his heart.

"My clothes are not very comfortable, can you help me take a look?" Ke Yanze said to Song Wang.

Hearing this, the latter subconsciously nodded.

Before Song Wang had time to react, Ke Yanze dragged him into the changing room, and also closed the curtain, leaving only the two make-up artists looking at each other outside, still in a daze .

For a while, Song Wang was pushed against the wall by Ke Yanze. In the cramped space, the tips of their noses were so close that they almost touched each other. The scorching breath they exhaled intertwined, making Song Wang feel that his body temperature had risen a lot. few.

"Why don't you dare look at me?"

A deep voice sounded softly, but Song Wang still didn't dare to meet his eyes, lowered his eyes, and answered irrelevant questions: "There are people outside."

"So what if there are people, can they still come in to see what we are doing?" Ke Yanze chuckled, tilted his head slightly, bit his red earlobe, and said vaguely:

"Here, why is it so red?"