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

The weather is too cold to go out for a walk.

While Yan Zhengting was washing dishes in the kitchen, Qian Yiman walked around the living room several times to eat.

Fugui also wagged his little tail and followed her around and around, very happy.

Yan Zhengting washed his hands and came out, walked towards her, picked her up and sat on the sofa.

He has been a little busy at work recently, and he also works on weekends. He has not been able to spend time with his little woman for many days. He feels a little sorry, "Manman, I'm sorry, I haven't had time to spend time with you recently..."

"It's okay. Your work is the most important thing. I'm not a three-year-old child anymore. I don't need you to accompany me every day..." She could clearly distinguish what was more important.

As long as she can see him when she comes back from get off work every day, she is not an unreasonable person.

"Thank you for your consideration..." Yan Zhengting hugged her tightly, loving her endlessly.

Qian Yiman straightened up, hugged the man's neck, and kissed him several times on the face, "Don't worry about me, I will only be proud of you!"

The soft voice of the little woman touched Yan Zhengting's heart, and he smelled her delicious smell with nostalgia.

I can't help myself.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, rolling the tip of her smooth tongue into his mouth. The gentle kiss gradually turned into an entanglement between lips and teeth...

Qian Yiman looked at the man's blurred eyes, closed his eyes and began to respond to him enthusiastically.

The two chased each other, kissing each other inseparably for a while, as if this was the only way to let the other party know their inner feelings.

Fugui in the corner looked up at them, probably thinking that these human beings were behaving strangely, and then went back to sleep.

When the kiss ended, both of them were panting.

Since the weather was really cold, the two of them got ready to take a shower after being tired for a while.

Qian Yiman took a hot bath comfortably. When she dried her body and wanted to put on clothes, she realized that she had forgotten to bring in a change of clothes.

Fortunately, there is still heat in the bathroom, so I won't freeze like a dog.

She opened the door and quietly poked her head out, her face flushed red by the steam, "Captain Yan, I forgot to bring my clothes. Please bring them over for me..."

"Wait a minute, I'll be here soon." Yan Zhengting immediately went to get clothes, fearing that she would catch a cold.

Qian Yiman put on his pajamas and came out, took out a set of his pajamas from the cabinet, stuffed them into him and urged: "I'm ready, go and wash up quickly, it's so cold lying in bed alone."

Hearing this, Yan Zhengting took his clothes and went to the bathroom.

In the bedroom, Qian Yiman went to the crib and took a look at his son. The little boy had not woken up since the evening, and he would probably wake up very early in the middle of the night.

She would probably have to stay with this little guy tonight.

Feeling a little cold, she quickly got into bed, took the book on the bedside table and lay on the bed to read.

Within a few minutes, Yan Zhengting came in after taking a shower.

The man is lying on his side, what else is he reading?

The next second, Qian Yiman put the book directly back on the bedside table, turned around and got into the warm embrace of his man.

Yan Zhengting held her in a well-behaved manner.

On the contrary, this woman Qian Yiman is extremely provocative.

Sometimes I touched his chin, sometimes I touched his Adam's apple, and now I even reached into his clothes to eat tofu, lingering on his chest and abdominal muscles without letting go.

"Manman, aren't you tired?" Yan Zhengting pointedly asked.

Qian Yiman kissed his Adam's apple, looked at him and blinked, "I'm still young and not tired."

"You mean I'm old? Don't worry, although I'm not eighteen, your man still has the ability to serve you." Yan Zhengting traced the outline of her ears with the tip of his tongue, his voice was hoarse and sexy.

There was something dangerous in his tone.

"You are not old, you are not old at all! In my eyes, you are the youngest and most handsome man! Also, your ability is not just one, but many! Believe me, what I say is really true."

After saying that, Qian Yiman nodded himself and just stretched out three fingers to swear.

"Manman, the words you speak are like water thrown out. You have to make up for me." The man's dark eyes gradually became fiery.

The fiery hands have already begun to take action.

Qian Yiman was so aroused that he was distracted and his mouth was dry.

The two were honest with each other and their clothes were scattered all over the floor.

"Then I'll let you do whatever you want tonight..." Skin-to-skin contact, the man's embrace was so hot that Qian Yiman felt like he was about to be burned by his temperature.

"Then let me hold you, okay?"

"not good."

Yan Zhengting: "..."