This Young Master Ke has always disliked him touching his head, he knows that.

So when the other party suddenly made a request to "wash your hair", he frowned in a rare way, looked at the child up and down, and finally spoke with some doubts:

"Why are you uncomfortable?"

What the hell?Did Song Wang not understand what he meant?

The child's arm holding the file bag shook, and he wrinkled his face: "Will you wash it? Don't wash it."

Seeing that the child was about to turn around and leave again, Song Wang quickly reached out to hold him, lowered his head helplessly and stared at his little back, and said:

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I will never touch your things next time, okay?"

The child paused in his steps, then turned his head, his expression was a bit indescribable, he still hated iron for steel after holding it in for a long time, and even said with a bit of grief and indignation in his voice:

"You really don't understand what I mean?"

"Huh?" The other party tilted his head incomprehensibly, "I understand, aren't you angry with me? So I'm apologizing to you."

"..." Ke Yanze pursed his lips and looked at him for a long time before sighing in surrender, but he looked cute out of season.

Song Wang's breathing was stagnant, and resisting the urge to rub his little head, he raised his hand and touched his nose, changing the subject:

"Where should I put this bed first?"

"Whatever." The child shrugged nonchalantly, and didn't show much concern for the little bed that was about to belong to him.

Song Wang thought for a while: "Then put it in my room." Then he lifted up a corner of the crib and moved it into his room with ease.

Ke Yanze, who had been standing aside watching his movements, turned his face away a little annoyed.

I feel a little unhappy.

***

Song Wang, who has been practicing with those big boys in the basketball gymnasium of University A for the past few days, knows that a video of himself has been filmed and uploaded to the Internet.

But he didn't really care.

It's just a momentary fascination, and if people are willing to spend time chasing after it, they will naturally go to see and learn more.

But once the heat dissipates, it is common for no one to care about it.We receive a lot of information every day, and we may forget it in a blink of an eye, and it is enough to maintain a normal mind.

Looking at the increasing number of fans on Weibo, Song Wang's reaction was just to raise the corner of his lower lip, put down his phone, and went to play with them.

Ke Yanze didn't know what he was busy with. Apart from watching them play and giving some guidance occasionally, the rest of the time was spent sitting aside, writing and drawing with a pen and a piece of paper.

Whenever Song Wang leaned over to rest or drink water, he would quickly put it away again.

It's impossible to say that you're not curious, but Song Wang wouldn't open his mouth to ask. He only knew that what Ke Yanze did was related to the file bag he brought from his home.

Only Feng You, who seemed to be very interested in Ke Yanze, would come up to them and talk a few words from time to time, which made Song Wang turn his head to look at them frequently.

It wasn't that he was afraid that Ke Yanze would be discovered by Fengyou, but he was more worried about Fengyou.

Because every time Fengyou passed by cheekily, Ke Yanze had an expression on his face that wanted to bite, so Song Wang was very worried that Fengyou would be paralyzed by him.

Fortunately, the child was still calm, and they were all perfunctory in a lukewarm manner, but Feng You didn't ask anything at all.

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