My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

Song Wang parked the car in the underground parking lot under the shopping mall, heaved a sigh of relief, then turned around and asked Ke Yanze, "Are you really not going up with me?"

Ke Yanze didn't even raise his head: "You go and help me buy a decent dress first." As he spoke, he didn't forget to tug on his knee-length clothes, with a look of disgust.

Song Wang also followed his gaze, thinking that if he was just brought up like this, he would not know how many strange looks he would have to bear, so it was better to keep him here.

Opening the car door and getting out of the car, Song Wang bent over and said to Ke Yanze seriously: "Wait here obediently."

Ke Yanze slandered him for being too contemptuous, waved his hand impatiently and said, "Yes, I'm not a child."

Song Wang closed the car door amusedly and walked towards the elevator.

Taking the elevator to the third floor where the clothes are sold, Song Wang went straight to the children's clothing store. As soon as he walked in, a salesperson with a sweet smile came up and said, "Welcome."

Song Wang smiled politely, looked around the store, and pointed to some clothes that looked pleasing to the eye and that Ke Yanze could wear: "Wrap those clothes up."

The salesperson smiled slightly: "Sir, are you buying clothes for your son?"

"Ah... well, almost." It should be his son, after all, he will have to support him in the future.

"Mr. is such a good father." The salesman began to pack the clothes that Song Wang just pointed out, with a brighter smile.

The salesperson thought in his heart: Ah, such a good man is really rare, especially one who is so handsome.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Song Wang a few more times.

When Song Wang heard her words, he raised the corners of his lips in embarrassment, and then he saw the strange look in the salesperson's eyes when he saw him, and his heart skipped a beat.

He thought to himself, she won't find out that I'm guilty, right?

The salesperson was completely unaware of Song Wang's turbulent mental activities, and handed him the bag with a smile: "A total of 450 six, credit card or cash?"

Song Wang swiped his card, took the clothes tremblingly, and left in a hurry amid the salesperson's voice of "welcome next time".

After leaving the children's clothing store, Song Wang was about to take the elevator back to the parking garage to find Ke Yanze, but saw a small figure in front of him.

The figure stood on the edge of the corner where people came and went, and the delicate little face stared at everyone expressionlessly.

Of course, there are also many passers-by who don't know why, looking at this strangely dressed little boy.

Which family's child ran out dressed like this?

Song Wang complained a few words in his heart, and walked forward quickly with the bag in his hand: "Why did you come up, didn't you say you would wait for me in the car?"

Hearing his voice, Ke Yanze raised his eyelids to look at him, the displeasure in his eyes was obvious, he took a few steps towards Song Wang's direction, and said in a low voice, "Block me, they look at me so strangely."

If you run up like this, everyone will look at you more, okay?

Song Wang stood in front of him silently, turned his head and asked him, "You haven't answered me yet, why did you come up by yourself?"

Ke Yanze, who was behind him, coughed lightly, with an uncomfortable expression on his face: "There is no one in the parking garage, it's strange, come up and have a look."

He would not admit that he was afraid, otherwise Song Wang would definitely laugh at him.

Song Wang saw the concealment flashing in his eyes, and smiled without revealing it: "Forget it, let's take you to change clothes first." As he spoke, he shook the bag in his hand at him.

Ke Yanze gave a soft "hmm", opened his arms to him, then looked away.