My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

Ke Yanze watched Song Wang approaching step by step in horror, and suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of threat.

He took a few steps back, trying to escape from Song Wang's control, but was still easily picked up by his waist and carried on his shoulders.

"Song Wang! What are you doing! Let me down!" Ke Yanze kicked his short legs and struggled wildly, waving his small fists, trying to break free from his restraint.

But he completely forgot that with his current child's body, he couldn't compete with Song Wang who was 1.8 meters five.

Song Wang easily grabbed his dangling legs with one hand, raised his other hand high, and slapped the child's ass with a "slap": "Run around, just a little."

"Oh——" Ke Yanze kicked his short legs even harder in shock, "Song Wang! You, how dare you..."

The latter bent the corners of his lips unmoved, and while walking out, he slapped the child's butt again:

"Arguing with others, twice."

Ke Yanze who was beaten was extremely aggrieved. It was not known whether it was because of being slapped on the buttocks or because his head was congested with blood, his small face was flushed from holding back.

The dissatisfied yelling came to Song Wang's ears like a thunderstorm: "Who am I for!

That woman wants to blackmail you with Weibo, I must help you stop this from happening! "

"There are a lot of people who have hacked me." Song Wang felt his eardrums hurt from the shock, and raised his hand again unhurriedly, "Smoking, try again."

At this moment, Ke Yanze knew how powerful he was.

He is not a person who is afraid of pain, and the opponent's slap is not too heavy.It's just that I have been arrogant for more than 20 years and was spanked by an adult man.

This is not just a matter of being physically tortured, it is a matter of dignity!Dignity! !

He had a small face stiff, and his mouth was stiff and arrogant: "You don't smoke, you still talk about me!!"

Song Wang paused in his footsteps, and glanced sideways at the child who was obviously angry with his mouth pouting on his shoulder, with a puzzled face: "I smoke? When?"

The latter complained angrily: "That cigarette and lighter in your living room!"

It was the cigarette and lighter that he took on the living room table that day when he secretly went to the balcony to smoke.

He took it for granted that since he appeared at Song Wang's house, it must belong to Song Wang.

But the latter pondered for a while, and finally remembered that his brother Song Shu left behind when he came to his house a few days ago.

Song Wang frowned, trying to explain to the child who misunderstood him: "It's not mine."

Still sophistry!

The child couldn't listen to his explanation, so he snorted and stopped talking to him.

At this time Song Wang had already carried Ke Yanze out of the small corner.Perhaps because of his eye-catching appearance and movements, he attracted the attention of many passers-by.

The child carried on his shoulders was a little too quiet, Song Wang looked back with some doubts, the purpose of seeing the other party's flushed side face and a part of the ear.

Ke Yanze felt the eyes of the people around him, and he snorted a little sullenly: "Hey...can you put me down?"

Forget it, reasoning with this guy Song Wang won't work, the difference in strength is huge, the outcome has already been decided, can't he just admit defeat?

Song Wang slightly raised the corners of his lips, but he didn't have the slightest intention to put him down.

He pulled the child off his shoulders, threw him in the air with both hands, and caught him firmly as he fell.

Ke Yanze:? ? ?

The momentary sense of weightlessness made him unable to restrain himself from screaming, "Damn it!!"

Who the hell can tell him, does Song Wang know that he is an adult, not a toy?

Besides, did he forget that he just spanked his own ass? !

The culprit who made him terrified smiled very happily, and the expression on his face was full of interest.

The two faces were very close, the tip of his nose was almost touching, his slightly rapid breathing was intertwined with the refreshing fragrance, entangled his pulse like a tangible thread.

When he saw the smile on the corner of the man's lips, Ke Yanze's heartbeat accelerated even more, and it echoed in his ears with incomparable clarity.

The latter comforted him with a smile: "Didn't you play like this when you were young? Don't be angry."

Ke Yanze was slightly taken aback, but his heart sank instantly because of his words.

Childhood seemed to him nothing but quarrels and coldness.He has never felt the care and love from his parents, let alone these intimate games.

Seeing him in a daze, Song Wang sensed something sensitively, and while annoyed at his slip of the tongue, he rubbed his head and seemed to change the topic unintentionally: "Does the butt hurt?"

This trick really worked for Ke Yanze, he recovered from the memories almost instantly, his little face was so red that it was about to bleed: "You, you are sick..."

He spoke in a low voice, but Song Wang didn't hear clearly, so he approached him and asked, "What did you say?"

"I said, you are too close to me."

"What's the relationship between father and son being closer?"

"Song Wang!!"