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

"Captain Yan, do you want to take a look at your son?"

In order to cover up his shyness, Qian Yiman began to change the topic.

"We'll see later, right now I just want to hold you." Yan Zhengting touched her blushing face with his fingers and said softly.

A son is not as important as a wife.

Besides, it only felt real when I was holding her.

Facing the man's fiery gaze, Qian Yiman's cheeks turned even redder. She looked away and stammered: "Why, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Miss you……"

"Me too, I can't sleep well without you holding me in my arms at night..." Yan Zhengting's straightforward words made Qian Yiman's heart soften, and he couldn't help being shy anymore, so he couldn't help but tell him what was in his heart. Confide.

Yan Zhengting listened to the little woman's words and felt her dependence and longing for him, and felt very happy.

Looking at her eyes full of love, "Manman, come home with me."

"it is good."

His eyes were as tender as water and irresistible. With just one glance, Qian Yiman fell into it...

The two hugged each other for a long time without speaking.

"Wow wow wow wow..."

This familiar cry was the child Yan Qinbei waking up in the crib.

"Captain Yan, your son is awake. Go and hug him." With that said, Qian Yiman left his arms and stretched out his hand to pull him towards the crib.

"Son, stop crying, look who is here..." Qian Yiman pulled Yan Zhengting to the crib, looked at his son who was crying with his eyes closed, and coaxed him gently.

Yan Zhengting picked up his son, put his coat on, gently wiped away his tears, and comforted him: "Don't cry anymore..."

Hearing his voice, child Yan Qinbei opened his eyes and his crying stopped abruptly.

"Oh~ Dad!" After seeing clearly that it was his old father whom he had not seen for a long time, he suddenly called Dad, his speech was unusually clear.

The next second, he pursed his lips again and began to cry "wuwuwu". His tears kept falling, and he looked extremely pitiful.

When Yan Zhengting heard his son call him daddy for the first time, he was stunned for a few seconds, and his chest felt sore and swollen. It was a very special feeling.

But when he heard the little guy's cry, he quickly reacted, patted the little guy's back, and patiently coaxed: "Daddy is here, stop crying, be good..."

Qian Yiman stood on the side and looked at the warm scene in front of him, and his eyes felt a little hot.

In this life, she is no longer alone. She also has a small family of her own, a husband who loves her, and a lovely son. She can see happiness every day when she wakes up...

In his father's generous and strong arms, the child Yan Qinbei finally stopped crying.

Yan Zhengting turned around and saw his little woman standing beside the bed in a daze.

He walked towards her, held his son in one hand, and then used the other hand to hold the little woman at the same time.

Holding them, mother and son, seemed to hold his whole world.

Qian Yiman covered his mouth and was almost frightened by his movements and screamed, "You, why did you suddenly hug me like this? The two of them are very heavy..."

Although she had experienced this man's super strength before, his strength now refreshed her knowledge again.

Yan Zhengting looked at her and chuckled, "I can't help it, I'm afraid you'll be jealous, so I have to do it one by one..."

However, holding the mother and son in his arms was not stressful for him.

"That's nonsense, I'm not jealous..." Qian Yiman said coquettishly.

Although she said so, she felt beautiful in her heart at being so pampered by her man, and a sense of satisfaction lingered in her heart.

Regardless of her duplicity, Yan Zhengting held the mother and son in each hand and sat on the chair.