My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

"Not anymore." Ke Yanze said softly.

Song Wang remembered what Shen Randi said before, and he still cared more or less in his heart, so he patted him on the back, walked away a little, and asked, "Since we have promised not to touch these things again, why..."

And why do you write songs for yourself?

Even though the answer in his heart was already clear, he still wanted to make sure if it was what he thought.

Speaking of this, Ke Yanze's expression darkened obviously, and then he smiled as if nothing had happened, and said:

"Because Zhang Tian's grandson plagiarized my song, the old man came forward to solve it, so I made an agreement with the old man, I will not touch music anymore, and he will stop interfering in my life. That's it."

Zhang Tian was the well-known singer who plagiarized Ke Yanze's song posted on the website before. After a long time of trouble, the city was full of uproar, and finally disappeared. Now that it is mentioned, it is just a joke.

Although Zhang Tian has a strong background, if Ke Zhengyu made the move, it would be very easy for him not to be able to survive in the music industry.

I didn't expect that there was such a secret in this matter back then, I'm afraid no one would have thought of it.

Song Wang frowned slightly, but he seemed to realize from Ke Yanze's expression that what happened back then seemed not as simple as he said.

He paused, and said: "Give up what you like, you must have been very sad at that time, right?"

"I can't say I'm sad," Ke Yanze pretended to be relaxed, "It's just that I have more leisure time. If I don't write, I won't write. If I do something else, can he stop me?"

"What did you do?" Song Wang asked curiously.

"..." Ke Yanze fell silent strangely, and it took a long time before Song Wang looked at him, and slowly said: "For example, fighting or something, if you see something you don't like, you will fight, and leave the mess to him to solve."

"..." Song Wang rubbed his brows, but felt that Ke Zhengyu was quite tired after all these years.

***

Ever since Song Wang knew that Ke Yanze was his idol Z whom he had liked for many years, his eyes were not quite right anymore, he was full of eagerness, and shouted "Yanze" with great joy.

Ke Yanze himself was naturally aware of it, and he enjoyed it at first, enjoying the feeling of being supported, but gradually, he became a little dissatisfied:

"Can you stop asking me these questions?"

The good times are just wasted on exchanging music?Shouldn't it be used for something more meaningful?

Ke Yanze stared at Song Wang's lips and narrowed his eyes.

The latter was still holding the score in his hand, he was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, looked at him strangely and asked, "Is there any problem?"

The other party's expression was very innocent, Ke Yanze swallowed, but he still couldn't bear to attack him, so he had to give in and admit defeat: "...No, I will continue to tell you."

"Yeah." Song Wang nodded with a smile, and handed the hand holding the score to him.

Ke Yanze thought to himself, if he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have admitted that he was that bastard.

What's the benefit of admitting it, besides making it rare for Song Wang to throw himself into his arms and give him a hug, he would have to spend the time of kissing and hugging himself, wouldn't it be a loss?

Ke Yanze thought sadly, wanting to cry but no tears.

Song Wang seemed to see what he was thinking, turned his head and kissed him on the cheek: "Come on, continue talking."

"..." Ke Yanze was silent.

What about a daughter-in-law who prefers rag music?