My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

After getting along with each other for the past few days, Mrs. Song has already been full of praise for Ke Yanze, and even threatened that if Song Wang dared to bully Ke Yanze, she would be the first to complain.

Regarding this, Song Wang said it was unfair: "Listen, is this an attitude towards your own son?"

Mrs. Song patted him on the head, stared and said: "In my eyes, Yanze is already my own son. Right Yanze?"

Ke Yanze nodded with a smile: "Yes, Mom."

The change of words was very natural and quick, which made Mrs. Song laugh from ear to ear.

After staying at home for a few days, it was time for them to go back to City A.

Before leaving, Mrs. Song stuffed a big red envelope into Ke Yanze, reluctantly asking him to come to play next time.

Ke Yanze accepted the red envelope with a smile, saying he must.

Mrs. Song also packed some dry food and asked Song Wang and the others to take them to City A, and then sent them all the way downstairs before being stopped by Song Wang.

Getting into the taxi, Song Wang looked at Mrs. Song who was still waving in the rearview mirror, and said helplessly, "If I had known that my mother liked you so much, I shouldn't have brought you here, and now my son is no longer my own son. "

Ke Yanze sneered, raised his eyebrows and said, "If you don't bring me, who else do you want to bring?"

After finishing speaking, he leaned back in the chair, looked at the scenery flashing past the window, and said slowly: "However, it's really like a dream."

Song Wang looked back at him, waiting for his next words.

"Aunt Song reminds me of my mother." Ke Yanze's hair on his forehead was slightly blown by the wind. He squinted his eyes, as if recalling, "She is very gentle and treats me very well. In my memory, she There is no time to speak harshly."

"It's a pity that I didn't get to see her." Song Wang felt a little regretful when he heard this.

Ke Yanze turned his head to the side, and smiled at him: "No need to see, I know she will be very satisfied with you."

"She will be happy for me too." Ke Yanze seemed to be muttering to himself, leaning his head on Song Wang's shoulder.

Song Wang raised his hand to straighten the wind-torn hair on his forehead.

He could almost feel the complicated emotions of the driver in front of him.

But so what, with Yanze by his side, all the storms in the future are nothing to fear.

***

Ke's old house.

Ke Zhengyu was sitting upright, frowning in front of an old man.

The old man was over seventy years old, but he still had piercing eyes and a hale and hearty spirit. He was wearing a gray Chinese tunic suit. Just looking at his back, he was full of momentum.

"You mean, Ozawa has a strange disease, and only a man can contact him to relieve it?"

The old man spoke in a deep voice, and the atmosphere in the room dropped several degrees for no reason.

Ke Zhengyu didn't dare to breathe, and said, "Yes, father, I can't figure it out, so I'm here to ask you."

If there were other people present, they would definitely be surprised by Ke Zhengyu's respectful attitude.

The only one who can treat Ke Zhengyu, who is a master in the business world, is this way.

After all, he is a general who has survived the bloody storm, and Ke Xiong's inborn decisive temperament is enough to overwhelm the sky.

Ke Zhengyu admired and feared his father very much since he was a child, so he wanted to ask the old man what he meant when something like this happened.

When he knew it from Song Shu, he couldn't believe it.

This could be called nonsense, but seeing the other party's firm attitude, Ke Zhengyu was shaken.