Feng Ye blinked at her and asked curiously: "Do you need to be carried?"
When Feng Jiu saw the unconcealable happiness and curiosity on his face, she couldn't help but tap his nose and asked with a smile: "Why? Do you want to carry me on your back?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Ye touched his nose embarrassedly and said: "I may not be able to carry you." He was not as big and masculine as Sunny, even if he could carry her, he wouldn't be able to carry her on his back.
Ye Jing pursed her lips and smiled, then said: "Don't worry, you don't have to carry her. The red carpet has been laid down all through the manor, so she can walk out. But it will be helpful if you walk behind her and hold her skirt."
"Yes, I will." Feng Ye responded immediately.
Hao'er looked at Feng Ye, then at Ye Jing, and he couldn't help but lowered his head and played with his fingers. Then he came to Feng Jiu's side and asked softly: "Mother, what about me?"
