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

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The little cutie was immediately speechless.

"Master, you can be a little more outrageous, I'm not a god..."

"Just a joke, just a joke, haha..." Qian Yiman smiled sheepishly.

Then, pick up the things on the ground and get ready to start a big fight.

"Little cutie, watch carefully, your master is about to start transforming..."

The fabric that the little cutie conjured was a golden satin fabric. In ancient times, this was the color reserved for emperors. Qian Yiman was afraid that it would snag.

After retracting her thoughts, she first took the scissors and cut out a moderately sized piece of fabric, and roughly sewed a cover with needle and thread.

The little cutie looked on and couldn't help but say, "Master, your sewing is a bit sloppy. This piece of silk is my five-hundred-year collection."

This level of sewing is somewhat inadequate.

"Um, little cutie, don't you understand this? High-end fabrics often only require the simplest sewing methods..."

Qian Yiman began to persuade the little cutie seriously, and in the end he almost believed it.

Little cutie:......

It sounds outrageous.

After sewing a cover, Qian Yiman began to stuff cotton inside, and zipped it up when it was almost saturated.

A smooth and soft golden sleeping pad, just like that.

Qian Yiman put the freshly baked golden sleeping mat into the little cute straw nest, and it suddenly showed an indescribable "beauty".

It is the ultimate "beauty" of golden rich style and pastoral style...

Still missing decorations.

I saw a big silver crown with diamonds on the ground. Qian Yiman went over and picked it up.

The crown was placed behind the little cute nest, against the wall.

Qian Yiman looked around and felt that the area around this nest was a bit empty. I blew up a few more pink balloons and placed them on both sides of the nest.

This time, another kind of fantasy princess style was forcibly added to Xiaowo, which was very unexpected...

After doing all this, Qian Yiman himself fell silent.

However, the results are often unexpected.

"Wow!"

"Master, I like it so much. This cushion is so smooth, soft and comfortable. This balloon is so pink and beautiful, and this crown..."

The little cutie looked at the colorful little nest in front of her, jumped in and kept rolling.

Qian Yiman twitched the corner of his mouth, "As long as you like it, that's fine. My hard work is not in vain..."

"I like it, I like it very much, thank you Master."

"You're welcome, you're welcome. I'm happy if you like me. Then I'll go out first. I still have to take care of the kids."

Qian Yiman thought that it was almost time for his son to breastfeed, so he made some room.

……

Qian Yiman walked to the living room.

I saw Yan's mother sitting on the sofa with her child in her arms, Yan Jingqiu playing with her child at the side, and the three grandparents were also enjoying themselves.

Qian Yiman smiled and stood by the door looking at the scene, not having the heart to interrupt them.

Unfortunately, the good times don't last long.

Yan Qinbei's child soon started to cry, probably because he was hungry.

"Mom, give me a hug. He is probably hungry."

Qian Yiman heard the little boy crying and walked over to pick it up.

The child Yan Qinbei smelled her mother's scent and kept digging into her chest, moaning.

Yan's mother was also amused by his actions.

"Hey, I'm really hungry. Go feed me quickly."

"Okay, then I'm going back to my room."

Qian Yiman carried his son back to the bedroom, leaned on the chair and chose a comfortable position to breastfeed him.

Qian Yiman's heart softened when he saw beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he ate, and stretched out his hand to gently wipe it away for him.

He smiled softly and said: "Little one, I will love you first. When you grow up, you must also love your mother well..."

After saying that, she fell into memories.

In her previous life, she went into the orphanage alone, and when she grew up, she came out alone.

In this life, she has parents and family who love her, a husband who dotes on her, and now she has a child, who is the continuation of her life.

She now has all the things that were once out of reach...

The incomplete and cold heart that used to be patched up by all kinds of love has become warm and complete.

There were many moments when she felt that she was going to survive a tribulation in her previous life.

In this life, she has successfully overcome the disaster, and what awaits her is the joy of the rest of her life...