My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

"Don't look, everyone has been out for a long time."

Ke Yanze scooped up a spoonful of the preserved egg and lean pork porridge that was just delivered, and brought it to Song Wang's mouth: "Come on, open your mouth, the handsome man will feed you himself."

After taking a bite, Song Wang frowned lightly: "What do you think my brother is going to say to your dad? Could it be about us?"

Ke Yanze scooped up another spoonful, and said indifferently: "I don't know, it can't be about work, and it's out of reach."

When he said this, Song Wang became even more worried, and asked again: "I can't remember anything after I passed out. What's going on?"

"It's okay, brother Ze arrived in time, the hero will save the beauty," Ke Yanze stared at his lips, and said persistently, "Open your mouth, ah, let's discuss when we are full."

Song Wang didn't have much appetite at this time, but he still ate the porridge Ke Yanze fed him mouthful, feeling a little satisfied in his heart.

Except that the porridge is a little hot.

After eating half of the porridge, Song Wang remembered and asked, "By the way, where is Fang Yichen?"

As soon as Fang Yichen was mentioned, Ke Yanze paused while feeding the porridge, and then said slowly: "It's dealt with."

What to do, how to do it?

Inexplicably, many bloody scenes that only appeared on TV appeared in Song Wang's mind, such as slitting throats, putting corpses in sacks and throwing them on the seabed, etc.

Seeing Song Wang's surprised expression, Ke Yanze didn't explain too much, and raised his spoon with a calm expression: "Eat."

Song Wang: "..." There are so many ways to deal with it, I can't eat it at all, okay?

Song Shu didn't finish talking with Ke Zhengyu until Song Wang finished his bowl of porridge.

The latter's usual rigorous expression showed a little trance, apparently unable to get out of the conversation just now.

Song Shu smiled and said: "That's probably the case. Mr. Ke must be very interested in the topic we are studying. You are welcome to study and discuss it in the future."

Ke Zhengyu's lips parted slightly, his eyes flickered: "This...is it true?"

"It's hard to say, even I'm still exploring." Song Shu stopped short, and didn't intend to say more.

He smiled at Ke Zhengyu, then turned and went back to the ward.

Inside, Song Wang finished his porridge and lay on the hospital bed doing nothing, staring at Ke Yanze peeling a fruit.

Young Master Ke's ten fingers are not touched by the spring water, it seems that it is the first time someone has peeled a fruit, a good fruit, but he peeled it terribly, missing a piece everywhere.

Even though the appearance is not very good-looking, the movement of peeling the fruit is also elegant.

But this elegance didn't last long. Ke Yanze obviously lost his patience when he slashed to the back. Finally, he scratched it a few times and handed it to Song Wang.

Song Wang took it with a smile, his gaze paused for a moment on the drawn heart on Zhiguo's surface, and then he chuckled.

Ke Yanze blushed a little, but he still insisted: "Do you want to eat? Give me back if you don't eat."

"Eat."

Song Wang took a bite after speaking.

Song Shu leaned against the door and looked at it with interest for a while, then walked in unhurriedly.

Seeing it was Song Shu, Song Wang smiled and said, "Is that the end?"

"Well, it's over," Song Shu said, "Since you have nothing else to do, I should go back, the research institute is quite busy."

Song Wang knew that there were indeed many things waiting for him to deal with in the institute, so he nodded.

Song Shu smiled, and said again: "Before I leave, I have something to tell you." After a short pause, he said slowly:

"I don't know where I heard that you have an extra son, so I want you to go home."