In the cloakroom, Xie Jiuhan pushed the door open and entered. He could clearly sense that there was definitely someone here.
"Meow!" Accompanied by a sweet and sticky kitten's cry, a purple figure dashed out of the pile of clothes. Feng Qing was in the air, and she stretched out her two cat claws to pounce on Xie Jiuhan.
The next second, the man was pounced on by his wife. He had no choice but to open his arms and catch the kitten firmly. He did not notice her clothes for a moment.
"Hubby, I want you to carry me on your back," Feng Qing said coquettishly.
Xie Jiuhan did not hesitate at all. He bent down and lifted Feng Qing's hips. He exerted strength in his arms and carried her on his back. The couple often played such games. Regardless of whether it was hugging or memorizing, as long as Feng Qing requested, he would satisfy her.
"Ah… Haha…" Feng Qing shouted excitedly. The man kept spinning her around on his back, making her as happy as a child.
