My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

Half of Ke Yanze's small face poked out from the masculine coat, and his face was a bit strangely crimson against the moonlight.After Song Wang made a detour and sat in the driver's seat, he seemed to ask casually, "Go back to your house?"

Song Wang inserted the key into the hole, started the car quickly, and inadvertently asked when reversing out of the parking garage, "Why don't you go back to your own home?"

Ke Yanze twitched the corners of his mouth, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up: "I don't think I can go home like this."

The car had already left the parking garage. Song Wang didn't see the expression on his face, but just asked casually, "Don't the family members worry?"

The latter was silent for a while, and simply looked away from the car window, and said in a dull tone: "No."

Song Wang glanced at him sideways, sensitively aware of something, good self-cultivation made him shut up and stop asking, but stepped on the accelerator and drove towards his home.

Speechless all the way.

When they arrived downstairs at his house, after Song Wang parked the car, he turned off the engine and pulled out the key, then turned to Ke Yanze and asked, "Can you walk by yourself?"

The child didn't answer, but looked down at his exposed half of his calf and his white and clean little feet.

The two fell silent at the same time.

This clearly meant that he couldn't walk by himself.

Song Wang rubbed his eyebrows again.There were too many headaches in one night, and it felt like a hole was poking out of my head.

He got out of the car, walked around to the passenger seat, opened the door, and stretched out his hands to Ke Yanze: "I'll carry you up."

Ke Yanze's expression was a little complicated under the dim light, and mixed with a little bit of imperceptible embarrassment, but he knew that now was not the time to be awkward.

He looked up at Song Wang, who opened his arms to him with a smile, his last hesitation vanished, crawled on the seat, and jumped into Song Wang's arms.

As he approached, the fragrance became clearer and clearer. Ke Yanze buried his head on his shoulder and muttered to himself: What kind of perfume does this use, so fragrant?

But before that, he had never smelled the same scent on any man, only a smell of sweat. At this moment, Song Wang looked much different.

The unusual Song Wang hugged him tightly, closed the car door with an elbow, and walked into the stairwell.

The place where he lives is a high-end community, and the security and greenery are pretty good. Maybe it's because it's late at night. At this time, only the street lamps on the side of the road are glowing dimly. Warm breath.

Ke Yanze felt the man's body temperature close to him, neither hugging nor pushing, the roots of his ears had already started to turn red.

After all, he is also a grown man, it would be a shame to be carried upstairs by another man, okay?

Song Wang didn't feel so much. The child in his arms (Ke Yanze:!) was very quiet, lying motionless in his arms, with slender arms and legs, and very light weight. It was easy for him to hold him. One hand to open the door and turn on the light.

When Ke Yanze felt that he was about to be out of breath, Song Wang had already turned on the light and was about to put him down.

The moment he was about to land, his whole body seemed to be reborn.

But before his toes touched the floor, Song Wang held his collar and lifted him up again.

The child raised his face blankly: "..."

Song Wangkong took out a pair of pink big-headed rabbit fur shoes from the shoe cabinet, put them under Ke Yanze's feet, and said thoughtfully, "The tiled floor is cool."

Ke Yanze looked down, his small face could not hide his disgust, he twitched the corner of his mouth and asked, "Your girlfriend's?"