Song Tingfan is a hunter, with better hearing than the average person. He heard everything the boss said just now.
He instinctively glanced at the position of her chest, quickly realizing it was inappropriate, and hurriedly moved his gaze away, his ears turning red, "Very... nice."
Lin Qiao was sure that Song Tingfan had just stared at her chest, "..."
She was slightly embarrassed.
It's not like a "son" to look at a "mother's" chest.
But there's no way to educate this.
She realized a problem: should she tell Song Tingfan about the matters between men and women?
There's a rule here that once a boy turns thirteen, the family elders will talk to him about men and women.
On Song Tingfan's thirteenth birthday, no one spoke to him about it.
She needs to tell grandma when she gets home to have grandpa talk to him about it, otherwise, he won't understand.
The boss observed their reactions and finally, her gaze fell on Song Tingfan. Actually, Widow Song's little uncle isn't bad.
