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

Qian Yiman turned off the light and lay back on the bed to get ready for sleep.

It was a pity that she could not fall asleep despite counting a thousand and one sheep in her head.

Afraid of waking his son, but not daring to toss and turn, Qian Yiman felt sore all over.

After a while, she couldn't lie down anymore.

He simply opened the quilt and got out of bed.

She found the flashlight on the bedside table, took it in her hand and turned on the switch, then tiptoed to the desk.

Anyway, I can't sleep now, so I'll write a reply to my man.

By the light of the flashlight, Qian Yiman began to write seriously on the paper.

Looking at the neat fonts above, she smiled with satisfaction.

Yan Zhengting gave her a maple leaf, what should she give him in return?

...Yes.

Qian Yiman gently opened the drawer and took out an envelope.

She poured all the photos inside onto the table and selected a photo of herself and her son from among them.

Then, I stuffed the written letter and the photo into an envelope and prepared to take it to the post office and send it out tomorrow.

After doing all this, she lay back on the bed.

When you have insomnia late at night, it is always easy for your thoughts to overflow and become particularly pretentious.

At this moment, she missed Yan Zhengting's warm embrace very much, and she also thought of the last time he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and he carried her to the yard to watch the stars.

After getting used to the life of two people, when the other half is not around, it will really make people feel empty inside.

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't sleep, so Qian Yiman simply entered the space.

“Little cutie~~”

The little cutie who was sleeping in the nest was woken up by Qian Yiman.

It rubbed its sleepy eyes and said drowsily: "Well... Master, why are you still not sleeping in the middle of the night?"

"Little cutie, I have insomnia tonight and can't sleep. Please talk to me..." Qian Yiman walked to the cutie's nest, pulled up a small stool and sat down directly.

She also took out a pack of melon seeds and a bottle of juice from her treasure inventory.

The preparations are so complete, and there is a rhythm of chatting until dawn.

"But Master, I'm so sleepy..." The little cutie was feeling dizzy at this time and had no intention of chatting with her.

Qian Yiman stretched out his devilish hand, poked its belly, and said maliciously: "Are you still sleepy now?"

The little cutie was jolted by her poke, and she suddenly woke up and was no longer sleepy.

"Ah!! Female gangster, what do you want to do to me!" The little cutie covered her belly and said warily.

"I didn't want to do anything... I just wanted you to chat with me..." Qian Yiman said while eating melon seeds.

"Then don't poke me in the belly again!"

"If you want me to stop poking your belly, it's very simple. Just chat with me."

The little cutie raised her mouth and started, "Master, do you know what time it is now? It's my rest time. Can you please have some sense of propriety?"

"What is the sense of proportion? Your master, I don't understand..." Qian Yiman wanted to laugh when he saw it fuming, but she held it back. She continued to coax shamelessly: "These melon seeds are quite delicious, you Do you want to try some?"

After saying that, Qian Yiman grabbed a handful of melon seeds and handed them over without waiting for its answer.

The little cutie took it and subconsciously picked one up and put it in his mouth. It was chewing and it was quite delicious. He nodded and said: "Well, it is indeed quite good. The more you eat, the more delicious it becomes... Master, you still have Really? Give me a little more."

Qian Yiman fooled the little cutie one time at a time, but no, the cutie was easily fooled by her again.

"Come on, come on, eat hard, I've saved several big bags."

"Thank you, Master."

Just like that, the little cutie followed Qian Yiman and started to eat melon seeds, getting more and more addicted.

Once you start eating melon seeds, you simply can’t stop eating them.

Qian Yiman took a sip of the juice, looked at it and asked: "Little cutie, this juice is not bad, why don't I get you a bottle too? I just have two more bottles..."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!"

"This bottle is for you, cheers!"

"cheers!"

"..."

The hands that take people are short, and the mouth that eats people is soft.

The little cutie took a sip of juice and was in a very wonderful mood. "Master, what do you want to talk about?"

Qian Yiman spat out the melon seed shells in his mouth and suddenly asked seriously: "My dear, one day in the future, will I suddenly go back to the original era?"

It's not that she wants to go back, but that she is afraid that she will go back again one day for no reason, so it would be better to take this opportunity to ask the little cutie.

"No, Master." The little cutie replied with certainty.

"Really? Are you sure?" Qian Yiman still wanted to confirm again that she really didn't want to go back.

"I'm sure, definitely." The little cutie put down the melon seeds in his hand and nodded seriously.

"Huh... Then I'm relieved." Qian Yiman breathed out, and the big stone in his heart finally let go.

Seeing Qian Yiman's relieved expression, the little cutie asked her doubts, "Master, I have seen many people who have traveled through time in the past, and they all want to go back to where they originally lived. Why don't you want to go back? "

"Want to know?"

"Uh-huh."

"Because, your master, I am addicted to living here..."

Whenever Qian Yiman thinks of his man and son, he can't hide the smile on his face.