My Clingy Boyfriend Asks for Kissing Every Day

Chapter 217

As soon as Fang entered the door, Ke Yanze saw Song Wang's hand that happened to put down the phone, and he only glanced at it lightly. He was holding the small bag in his hand, and while changing shoes at the entrance, he asked casually:

"Who are you calling?"

"Boss, invite me to dinner." Song Wang smiled and answered truthfully.

"Oh." Responding casually, he stepped up to Song Wang's side:

"Take off your clothes and apply the medicine."

Song Wang was startled: "Huh?"

The other party looked at him and repeated patiently: "Take off your clothes and apply the medicine."

"..." After Song Wang made sure he had heard correctly, he said with some embarrassment: "This... let's not do it..."

Although they have met each other frankly, it was because of the heat of his head that he took off his clothes so directly... He said that he couldn't do it.

Ke Yanze knew what he was thinking, so he didn't force him, just sat down beside him, and said quietly: "If you have a fever, you have to go to the hospital..."

"Wait, I'll wipe," the latter seemed to cover his face in pain, "Is it okay if I wipe?"

Ke Yanze raised his eyebrows, and with an expression of "I knew it", he took out a small box of ointment from the small bag, turned around and saw that Song Wang hadn't started to move, and said, "Shall I help you take it off?"

After finishing speaking, he put down the ointment, and reached out to reach his waist.

The latter was taken aback by his sudden movement, shrank back abruptly, barely avoided his hand, lowered his head and said, "No, no, no... I will do it myself."

Ke Yanze raised his eyebrows, but without saying anything, he turned his head and continued to unpack the ointment box.

Where he couldn't see, Song Wang lowered his flushed face and silently reached for his pants.

Ke Yanze saw his red ears from the corner of his eye, raised the corners of his lips and smiled secretly, and then removed the cotton swab pretending to be serious.

Until Song Wang took off his pants in extreme embarrassment and huddled in the corner aggrieved, the other party still didn't turn around.

Song Wang looked at his back, pulled the hem of his clothes a little embarrassedly, and said in a low voice:

"How about... I should do it myself?"

The cotton swab in his hand had been deformed by his pinching. He felt the movement and sound coming from behind him. He paused slightly, and then he opened his mouth and said:

"No."

There was a little imperceptible tremor in the calm voice, he turned around slowly, but seemed to deliberately avoid his body, his eyes never fell there.

This small movement reassured Song Wang a lot, he slowed down his slightly racing heartbeat, turned his body sideways, and lay down on the sofa.

Perhaps because of his shyness, he buried his face deeply in the sofa, holding the edge of the sofa tightly with both hands.

Although Ke Yanze deliberately avoided to look at it, but because of this, his hand still couldn't find the place where it should fall, and he fumbled on it, until Song Wang's face was red.

"Hey..." He called out in a low voice, and the latter raised his head slightly, his red ears were very eye-catching, "How do I feel, you did it on purpose?"

"Nonsense," Ke Yanze blushed slightly, coughed lightly, and said, "Spread your legs more."

Hearing this, Song Wang's lying body stiffened, but according to his words, he separated his legs a little, so that he quickly found the place, shook his hands, and stretched out the cotton swab soaked in the medicine.