Seeing him obediently tearing at cotton, Lin Qiao showed her sister-in-law-like concern and warmly said, "Little Uncle, you've been studying all day. You must be tired; sit down and rest for a bit."
"Sister-in-law, I'm not tired."
Song Tingfan shook his head, afraid she might think he was unwell. He seriously explained, "Sister-in-law, I'm very strong, truly." He nodded emphatically as he finished speaking.
"Yes, yes, Little Uncle is strong, but Sister-in-law wants you to rest for a while."
His earnest expression made Lin Qiao laugh. Although his upper body was well-built, he was still a bit far from being "strong."
Upon hearing this, Song Tingfan hesitated for a moment, withdrew his hands, and obediently said in a small voice, "Then I'll rest for a bit."
He looked like he was very obedient to his sister-in-law.
The little bunny was so obedient that Lin Qiaoxin's heart softened, and she couldn't help but pat his head.
