My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

Song Wang couldn't imagine that this man who was sticking to his body and seemed to be coquettish like a child was the indifferent and arrogant Young Master Ke just now.

Inexplicably feeling that the contrast is cute, Song Wang held back a smile, stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of his head: "Well, I touched it."

Zheng Yi, who was in front of him, didn't notice the interaction between the two as if there was no one else around. It wasn't until Ke Yanze got on the elevator that he restrained himself a little.

In the middle of taking them to the meeting room, Zheng Yi took time to ask his girl to leave quickly, so as not to bump into Song Wang and the others.

It's been a long time since the text message was sent, and when I saw that I was about to reach the door of the conference room, the other party still didn't respond at all, and I don't know if I saw it or not.

Zheng Yi stopped in front of the meeting room with some melancholy, turned to Song Wang and said, "Hey, it's here."

Still holding the idea of ​​giving it a try, this great investor pushed open the door of the meeting room.

He only used a little effort, and when the door was pushed open a crack, it was pulled open from the inside with great force, and then, a petite figure jumped out from inside, and rushed forward.

Before he had time to see clearly what the hell was in front of him, Zheng Yi stood stiffly on the spot. When he realized and looked back, he saw his daughter Zheng Yuanyuan, who was in a mess except for her good academic performance and bad temper. Standing timidly in front of Song Wang.

"That... woof... woof, very good... glad to see you!" Zheng Yuanyuan lowered her head, her eyes had no place to rest, she could only look at her hand holding the corner of her skirt, and stammered out this sentence.

Song Wang, who didn't understand what happened, nodded in a daze: "Ah, hello."

Zheng Yuanyuan finally saw the male god who could only be seen in the photos and videos before, but he didn't dare to raise his head to look at the past. The speeches he had planned while waiting in the conference room were all thrown out of the blue at this moment.

She didn't even notice that there was a person standing behind Song Wang, who was looking her up and down at the moment, and finally came to a conclusion: she looked like a high school student, and he was not as good-looking as him. to pose a threat.

"I, I'm your fan..." Zheng Yuanyuan stammered, the hand holding the corner of her skirt trembling slightly, "I, I want an autograph... can I?"

"Okay." Song Wang smiled lightly.

Even the laughter is going to go up to the sky!

Hearing the other party's chuckle, Zheng Yuanyuan only felt that his heart was about to stop beating, so he could only tremblingly took out a pen from his bag and handed it to Song Wang, still not daring to look directly at him.

Song Wang took her pen: "Where is the signature?"

"...Here." Zheng Yuanyuan pointed to the pure white T-shirt on her body.

"it is good."

Zheng Yi couldn't look directly at this scene anymore, he took a step back silently, and began to reflect on why his daughter looked so useless when she saw her idol.

It was so unlike him.

If it was him, he wouldn't have to say a few words to directly ask for the phone and WeChat.

Zheng Yi pinched his chin and fell into fantasy. Song Wang over there had also carefully signed his name on the girl's clothes, and asked intimately, "Will it be washed off?"

"No!" Zheng Yuanyuan finally answered faster this time, "It is impossible to wash clothes! It is impossible in this life!"

Zheng Yi:"……"