The wild pheasants in the yard were still not used to the environment, clucking nonstop in the coop. Lin Qiao didn't notice his stutter and naturally helped him roll up his other sleeve.
Looking at his arm, hmm, surprisingly, despite being young, the little villain's arm was muscular with defined lines.
Moreover, his fingers were long and well-defined.
Seeing her staring at his arm without moving, Song Tingfan panicked a bit, fearing she had seen through his lie and stuttered, "Sister-in-law, I..."
Lin Qiao snapped back to reality, meeting the boy's pure, clear eyes, and gave a guilty little cough.
She quickly finished rolling the sleeve, pulled back her hand, and lied with a straight face, "Little uncle, you're too skinny. Your arms have no meat. You need to eat more."
So that's why sister-in-law was looking at him, Song Tingfan obediently nodded, "Sister-in-law, I'll eat more in the future."
Eat well to protect sister-in-law, also grandpa and grandma.
