My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

As a result, at night, Song Wang and Ke Yanze, who had agreed to find a solution, still failed to do so.

The reason this time was that Ke Yanze didn't cooperate.

He was lying on the sofa with his mobile phone in his arms, and he didn't get up to say anything, and Song Wang couldn't even shout.

He simply sat down next to the child, and muttered angrily: "Anyway, it's you who get smaller, not me..."

"..." Feeling that the sofa beside him was sunken a little, Ke Yanze raised his eyes and glanced at the other party, then lowered his head again and stopped talking.

The silent atmosphere made Song Wang feel a little bored. After thinking about it, he took out his phone and prepared to take some selfies.

Reminded by today's live broadcast, he finally realized that he had posted too few selfies before, and he was fine anyway, so he just took a few photos and posted them as benefits.

With a few clicks, Song Wang quickly ended his selfie.

Ke Yanze on the side had raised his head to look at him again the moment he took out his phone, and witnessed his selfie in less than a minute. He frowned and didn't understand his actions: "What are you doing?"

Song Wang raised his phone: "Take a selfie."

"Self-portrait?" Ke Yanze recalled the posture of him posing with scissors just now and snapped four or five times in a row, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Let me see?"

The latter didn't care, and gave him the phone calmly and generously.

The child took a look, and sure enough there were several identical scissorhands.He rolled his eyes at Tian: "Uncle, your way of taking selfies is so unique."

Song Wang picked up the water glass from the table, took a sip of water very calmly, and said, "This is how old people take selfies."

Ke Yanze watched him drink water, his sexy Adam's apple rolled, and the blood vessels on his slender, fair neck were clearly visible in the dim light, which inexplicably made his heart beat a little faster.

He swallowed subconsciously, followed his words and asked again: "Are you going to post it online?"

Song Wang nodded sincerely: "Yes."

Ke Yanze mercilessly chose to ridicule: "Your fans will definitely doubt what kind of retarded person I am following."

"Why?" Song Wang raised his eyebrows puzzled.

"Look for yourself, what angle is this shot from bottom to top?"

"I have no dead ends in 360°."

"...What about the scissorhands?"

"Well... don't you think it's cute?"

Cute ass.Ke Yanze resisted the urge to curse, but Song Wang could still see the slight contempt in his eyes.

He really thinks this is good.

"I'm still more curious about how you became an Internet celebrity." Apart from being good-looking and singing well, what else does this guy deserve so many people like? ?

Isn't he a stupid big guy who is stupid and innocent? ?

"I sang a cover of "Xia Yue", and decided to develop this after it was retweeted over ten thousand times...

Why do you have that expression? "Song Wang watched the expression of the child in front of him change slightly, and couldn't help frowning in doubt.

The light in the other party's eyes meant nothing, and after a while, he put on a smile that was not a smile: "Oh? Then what do you think of that song?"

"It's a great song," Song Wang smiled briskly. "Whether it's the melody or the lyrics, it's very well written. I like it very much."

Ke Yanze nodded, hanging his head, wondering what he was thinking.

When he raised his head again, the old foolish smile hung on his face again: "Come on, brother Ze is in a good mood today, I will teach you whatever you want."

"..."

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The author has something to say: Brother Ze knows nothing about beauty