Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh he didn't want to touch that place! !

Would Song Wang think he was a pervert? !

Ke Yanze, whose face was flushed red, felt that he was not well!

The "victim" at the center of the incident

Song Wang stretched out his hand in a daze, wanting to touch the child who buried his head in the bed because of shame and anger, who looked like an ostrich.

His hand paused in mid-air, but he retracted it after thinking about it, feeling a little indescribably soft in his heart.

Forget it, don't continue to scare this little guy.

There was a deep smile in his tone: "Okay, I'm fine, just pay attention next time."

Want to have a next time? !

Ke Yanze, who buried his head under the blanket, couldn't listen to anything. He had even imagined the image of himself collapsing in the other party's mind, and the childish voice that came out was also muffled: "I want to be quiet."

Song Wang nodded with a half-understanding, with a clear smile in his eyes: "Then, good night." After thinking for a while, he said with concern: "Remember to come out of the bed later, don't get bored."

A muffled "hum" came from the bulging quilt, and he got a response, smiled helplessly, and lay down sideways on the bed.

As soon as his head touched the pillow, the smile he had held back for a long time was finally about to be uncontrollable. He couldn't let the brat who easily exploded find out, so he could only cover his chin with his hand, and the corners of his lips were raised high, making his whole body tremble with laughter.

Really...how could it be so cute!

Feeling the slightly sunken weight around him, Ke Yanze bit his lower lip, pulled his little hand, and finally got out of the bed, breathing fresh air, or in other words, air full of Song Wang's breath.

He frowned, feeling irritated for no reason.

This broken body, even if it gets smaller, why can't I even control my heartbeat now?

The man next to him had his back turned to him, so he must have not fallen asleep. The child thought about it, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Song Wang, let's talk."

Hearing this, the other party paused for a moment, then turned over and faced him, with no abnormal expression on his face: "Say it."

"What if I've always been like this?" He subconsciously curled his fingers together, feeling a little uneasy about this question in his heart.

If he will always look like a child, can no longer contact his former relatives and friends, cannot tell others about his experience, and cannot even return to his normal life before, he cannot be sure whether he will lose hope in everything because of this.

I have never heard of such an anecdote, maybe I am a different kind.

Pretending to be nonchalant, he never asked Song Wang what he thought of him. After all, he couldn't accept it, let alone face it.

What if it's always been like this?

Ke Yanze admitted that this problem was very embarrassing for Song Wang. After all, he had no relationship with him, and he was able to take him in and spare no effort to help him. This kind of heart is enough to make people grateful, and he has no obligation to help him all the time.

If there is no way out in the end, he thought, maybe he really needs to think about it and contact that old guy...

Thinking of that guy who always had an old face, and his bad personality that would definitely quarrel within three sentences with him, he felt inexplicably irritable.

After Song Wang heard his question, he frowned in a rare way, his eyes shimmered in the dark room, and after a long time, he finally spoke, with a calm tone:

"Then live forever."

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