Zhao Feng quickly got up and went into the kitchen to turn off the fire on the stove.
As for the little boy, he stood by the dining table, not knowing what to do.
"That... Gramps. "
While Liang Mengqi was on the way to eating, when she passed by Wang Qiang's side, she hesitated for a moment and said: "Boss is really concerned about his daughter, normally he wouldn't even let us hug her, let alone kiss her, you . I think it's better to talk to your little child. "
"Yes." Wang Qiang nodded, and with a slight frown, he carried his grandson back to his seat. Looking at the little guy, he said: "Grandson, you're already four years old, boys and girls can't be intimate, there's a difference between males and females, you know?"
"Got it." He thought for a while and felt that he was right, so
