Chapter 87

Tang Feng and Wang Qian had already boarded the subway.

The carriage was as crowded on the return trip as on the way there, packed to the point of bursting.

Tang Feng, holding Wang Qian's hand, found a corner to stand in, his expression still one of excitement.

Because his mind was filled with images of what they would do back home with Wang Qian.

The more he thought about it, the more excited and agitated he became.

Wang Qian, leaning into Tang Feng's embrace, saw his excited look, her face blushed furiously, and she gave him a light glare, "You perv, what are you so happy about!"

Tang Feng grinned mischievously, "I'll soon be alone with my wife, doing some happy things, of course, I'm happy!"

Listening to him, Wang Qian blushed even more and said ashamedly, "I'm telling you, I'm only going to help you out later, and you can touch me a bit!"

"But we can't cross the line, got it?"

"Otherwise, I'll still get mad!"