My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

After finishing the filming, Song Wang was pulled over by the photographer, who insisted on showing him the half-finished film of him and Ke Yanze on his computer.

"Mr. Song, it's not that I'm flattering you, this time the work is so good!

At first I thought my skills were at this point, but today I completely performed beyond the standard, it really depends on the cooperation between the models..."

The photographer sighed and sighed for a while, and then chose a few photos that he thought were the best for Song Wang to see:

"I think these photos are good, maybe they will be the cover of the next issue."

Song Wang leaned down slightly, put one hand on the edge of the table, carefully looked at the pictures selected by the photographer, and said helplessly after a while:

"Let's discuss it, how about deleting that just now?"

He pointed to the photo on the computer screen, which was the scene where Ke Yanze lowered his head and kissed him.

In the photo, because of the lighting, when the other party lowered his eyes, the long eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes. Even so, it couldn't hide his gentle eyes looking at the person below him.

The lips are close to Song Wang's lips, if they move a little to the side, they will really kiss.

Even just looking at the photo like this, Song Wang couldn't help but blush slightly.

If this one really becomes the cover, the Internet won't be able to overthrow the sky?

Song Wang felt that it was necessary for him to kill the growth of this kind of incident before that.

"No!" Seeing the photographer hugging the computer like a hen guarding its calf, he shook his head firmly and resolutely:

"Impossible, don't even think about it."

"..."

Song Wang wasn't so persistent about this matter, he just warned: "It's okay not to delete it, but don't use this as a cover."

"Okay, okay." Knowing that Song Wang no longer coveted his masterpiece, the photographer couldn't care less about what he said, and kept nodding his head, hurriedly responding.

After studying the post-processing work with the photographer, Song Wang remembered Ke Yanze who was left behind by him, and hurriedly turned around to look for it.

Not far away, Ke Yanze was standing there, talking to Guo Xiyu, or rather, only Guo Xiyu was talking.

Song Wang didn't think there was anything wrong. When other people talked to Ke Yanze, he usually said three sentences before he would reply. Most of the time, they were monosyllabic words similar to "oh" and "um".

Call him aloof, but Song Wang thinks that he simply thinks talking is a waste of time.

Just thinking about this, Song Wang saw Ke Yanze nodded first, and then said a long series of words to Guo Xiyu in front of him, and what was even more frightening was that there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"..." The face slap was too fast.

Song Wang admitted that he was a little curious about what they said, so he patted the photographer on the shoulder and walked in their direction.

As soon as he got there, Ke Yanze and Guo Xiyu just finished talking.

Song Wang just wanted to ask what you were talking about just now, but Ke Yanze took his hand, turned his head and asked him with his eyes in surprise, he smiled and said:

"go home."

Ke Yanze nodded towards Guo Xiyu who was in front of him, and under her ambiguous gaze, he led Song Wang away.

As soon as he walked out of the revolving door, Song Wang knew where the strange feeling in his heart came from:

Because there is always a feeling that I have been sold.