Stepmother from 1970: Uncle holds her in his arms and dotes on her day and night

The second day of March.

Just today, Yan Qinbei, the eldest son of the Yan family, is one month old.

In the early morning, the sun shines through the clouds, shining warmly on all things on the earth.

After Qian Yiman changed his son's diaper, what was rare was that he couldn't sleep.

She walked over and opened the window. The air was fresh and natural.

I saw that the plants in the yard and the vegetables in the vegetable field were all green and full of vitality. After seeing them, people felt inexplicably better...

"Little one, today is one month since you came to this world. Can mommy help you put on this bright red coat? Let you celebrate too..."

Qian Yiman had prepared a small red coat for his son early on. The pattern on it was a golden tiger, which was very cute.

She walked to the closet, took out the clothes she had prepared long ago, walked to the crib, picked up her son, put him on the big bed, and gently helped him put it on.

Now that his son is a little older and his body is not as soft as before, Qian Yiman has gradually learned how to dress him.

Suddenly, child Yan Qinbei stretched out his milky little hand, grabbed his mother's sleeve, and pulled hard.

His chubby little face was pink and tender. After seeing it, Qian Yiman, an old mother, couldn't help but want to kiss him.

However, she thought about it and restrained herself. I remember reading something on the Internet in my last life, saying that it is better for adults to kiss children less, as it is easy to transmit bacteria to children.

Thinking of this, Qian Yiman raised the corner of his mouth and only lightly scratched his little nose.

Looking at the child Yan Qinbei, he said softly: "Why is my son so handsome and cute today! He is as good-looking as his mother, right?"

Just as Yan Zhengting opened the door and came in, he heard what his young wife said to his son and couldn't help laughing.

Hearing laughter, Qian Yiman immediately looked up.

He glared at the man standing by the door, "Why are you laughing? Am I wrong?"

"I laugh because I feel happy when I see you."

After locking the door, Yan Zhengting walked towards Qian Yiman step by step, picked her up and put her on his lap.

He grabbed her tender hand and placed it on his heart. His eyes were full of tenderness, and he slowly said, "You are right. No one else can enter my eyes and my heart except you..."

"Hmph! Glib!"

"But it sounds pretty good..." Qian Yiman smiled happily and kissed the man.

Since you can't kiss your son, then hug your own man and kiss him twice.

The child Yan Qinbei was lying on the bed with an innocent and ignorant look on his face.

At this time, I was silently eating my fingers, and I was caught off guard and took a mouthful of dog food from my parents.

"This is not enough." Yan Zhengting's eyes darkened.

After saying that, he held the back of the little woman's head with his big hands, and kissed her red and attractive lips fiercely.

"I haven't brushed my teeth yet, huh." After Qian Yiman realized what he was doing, he pushed him and scolded him with a smile.

But the next second, Yan Zhengting held her down very forcefully, and kissed her again with warm lips.

"I don't mind it."

Then, it was hot and lingering, tossing and turning violently.

He explored every corner, chasing and intertwining her lips and tongue...

Qian Yiman felt that he was confused and his mind was a little blank, so he could only slump in his arms and follow the rhythm.

Facts have proved that no matter how serious and restrained a man is, he will easily lose control when the woman he loves is in his arms, and he will still be out of control.

Qian Yiman felt a tingling sensation as his hot, calloused hands rubbed his skin.

At the last minute.

Yan Zhengting used extraordinary willpower to let go of Qian Yiman.

He also slowly took his hands out of the clothes, one by one, and helped the little wife button up the clothes.

"Wait a moment..." Yan Zhengting held her in his arms, as if to convince himself.

"Actually, it's possible." Qian Yiman buried his chest and said softly.

"Don't worry, wait another month." Yan Zhengting kissed the little woman's smooth forehead and said softly.

He had consulted with a doctor before, and the doctor told him that it would be better for a woman to have sexual intercourse forty-five days after giving birth.

Because the thirty-day recovery period was actually not enough, that's why he insisted on letting Qian Yiman do double confinement.

There is a man who considers himself in every aspect. If Qian Yiman says he is not moved, that would be an absolute lie.

She played with the buttons of her man's clothes and said, "Then let's go out. You go help mom cook. She's too tired to be alone."

"it is good."

……

in the kitchen.

We had to treat people to dinner at noon, so Yan’s mother started to work early in the morning. She had a smile on her face and was full of energy.

Yan Jingqiu also took the initiative early in the morning and helped her in the kitchen, picking vegetables, washing vegetables and so on.

Yan Zhengting walked in, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "Mom, go and rest for a while, and let me do the rest. Jingqiu, you can go out and play too."

"No, no, no, I'm not tired. I'm happy today. Don't let anyone compete with me. Go out and spend time with Manman and the kids." Yan's mother pushed him out of the kitchen.

She didn't feel tired at all today, and she even felt like she could cook ten tables of food.

In the living room, Qian Yiman was playing with his son.

I saw my man coming out as soon as he entered, "Why did you come out so quickly?"

"Mom thought I was in the way and kicked me out." Yan Zhengting touched his nose, pulled up his sleeves and came over to help hold his son.