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

Late at night, there was silence.

Qian Yiman was sleeping soundly in Yan Zhengting's arms when he was suddenly awakened by his son's cry.

She opened her eyes drowsily, and Yan Zhengting woke up almost at the same time.

"You just go back to sleep and I'll get up." As he spoke, Yan Zhengting immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Now that the child has been weaned from breast milk, he usually tries not to let her get up at night.

He turned on the light, put on his slippers and walked towards the crib.

As soon as he entered the warm and generous arms of his old father, the child Yan Qinbei immediately calmed down, perhaps because he knew that there would be food soon.

Yan Zhengting wiped his son's tears, carefully put a small coat on him, and then took him outside to make milk powder.

I saw him holding the little guy with one hand and soaking milk powder in the other hand, without any pressure.

When it comes to bathing his son, changing diapers, and making milk powder, he is now very familiar with it.

Awakened by his son's alarm, Qian Yiman was no longer sleepy. He was tossing and turning in bed and felt uncomfortable, so he simply got out of bed and went to the living room to find the father and son.

After she came out, what she saw in front of her was this scene.

My man was sitting on the sofa, feeding his son with a bottle. The old father couldn't hide the faint smile in his eyes.

On weekdays, this man who looked like a tough guy outside was finally turned into a soft man by the mother and son when he returned home.

After Yan Zhengting heard the noise, he looked in the direction of the bedroom door, "Why is that person snickering there?"

"Look at you, I really envy my son to have such a good father as our Captain Yan." Qian Yiman smiled at him and praised him without hesitation.

Who knows, she really has a trace of envy in her heart.

"Come here." Yan Zhengting listened to her words, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and gestured to the seat next to him for her to sit over.

The couple now understand each other more and more. With the man's look, Qian Yiman immediately understood what he meant.

She smiled and walked to sit next to him, then leaned against him, very delicately.

Really, who is not a baby anymore and who doesn’t know how to act like a baby...

Yan Zhengting was very pleased to see the little woman leaning against him softly and softly, full of attachment.

He turned his head, kissed her forehead, and then slowly said: "Don't be envious, you know, I love you the most..."

Love words are touching!

This damn tenderness comes as soon as you say it!

Qian Yiman's heart was beating and he was laughing. If his son hadn't been drinking milk, he would have wanted to knock him down in seconds and then do some indescribable things to him.

Now, she can only settle for the next best thing.

"My man is so good." After saying that, Qian Yiman held the man's face and kissed him wildly, drooling all over his face.

Yan Zhengting didn't care at all about the drool on his face, and looked at her lovingly throughout the whole process, filled with tenderness.

The two people looked at each other and smiled, staring deeply at each other. Pink bubbles were everywhere in the air, so sweet...

With his parents standing by without shame, the child Yan Qinbei drank the milk without any distractions and quickly fell asleep again.

It can only be said that this child has been sensible since he was a child and knows how to leave some private time for his parents.

Qian Yiman looked at his son who was sleeping after eating in the man's arms, and reminded him softly: "He is asleep, just put him on the bed to sleep."

"Well, let's go in."

After saying that, the two people quietly returned to the bedroom.

Yan Zhengting gently placed his son in his arms on the small bed and covered him with a quilt.

Turning around, he saw the little woman still sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at him and giggling.

He walked over, touched her white and tender face, and asked, "Why don't you go to bed and lie down? Huh?"

"I can't sleep now, what should I do?" This man was really tall, and Qian Yiman could only look up at him.

Yan Zhengting thought for a moment, then without saying a word, he walked over and picked up the coat on the chair, put it on himself and her, then picked her up and walked out of the bedroom.

Qian Yiman quickly wrapped his arms around the man's neck, a little surprised by his sudden behavior. Where was this man going to carry him so late?

Afraid of disturbing her sleeping son, she lowered her voice in the man's arms and asked, "Captain Yan, where are you taking me?"

Yan Zhengting glanced down at the little woman and raised the corners of his lips.

"I'll go see the stars with you."