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

Yan's father heard what was going on here.

Carrying her grandson to the door of Yan Jingqiu's room, she saw a bunch of people gathered around and felt a little strange, "Why are you all here?"

Yan's mother glanced at him and said, "We are chatting here, what? No?"

"Okay, why not..." Yan's father thought to himself. Judging from this tone, he was probably still remembering the time when he carried his grandson and ran away to play, right?

"Mom!" At this time, child Yan Qinbei shouted towards Qian Yiman.

What a perfect time to say "Mom".

"Mom, Dad, you guys chat first, I'll go upstairs to put Xiaobei to sleep..." Seeing that the atmosphere between the father-in-law and mother-in-law was a bit delicate, Qian Yiman quickly hugged his son and ran away.

Yan Zhengting saw that the little woman only cared about her son and forgot about herself. He didn't say anything and followed her silently.

However, Yan Jingqiu was slow for a moment. After she reacted, she glanced at them and said, "Grandpa, grandma, I'll go to the living room to see the wealth..."

Before going out, she didn't forget to bring the maltose that Yan Zhengting bought for her.

In this way, space was left for Yan's father and Yan's mother.

"Hmph!" Yan's mother curled her lips and said.

Yan's father began to coax her: "Tomorrow, I won't fight with you..."

"Hmph!" Yan's mother continued to curl her lips and said disdainfully.

Father Yan thought for a while and then said: "Then one more day and I won't compete with you the day after tomorrow. Is that okay now?"

"That's pretty much it." This was what Yan's mother had been waiting for, and Yan's mother said with satisfaction.

"..."

……

In the evening, take a shower.

Qian Yiman sat in front of the dressing table, taking care of his skin carefully.

"Manman, sit on the edge of the bed."

The weather was very cold, and Qian Yiman's hands and feet tended to get cold. Yan Zhengting brought out a basin of hot water with several large slices of ginger cut into it, ready for her to soak her feet.

Qian Yiman cannot do the good habit of foot soaking in winter seven days out of ten. Yan Zhengting has always been the one to help.

"I'm here." At this time, Qian Yiman's skin care process was finished, and he listened to the man's words and sat beside the bed.

"Manman, take a dip every day. Your feet are not as cold as before." Yan Zhengting put down the hot water basin, squatted on the ground and took off the little woman's slippers, and put her white and tender feet into the hot water.

He also kneaded her feet very considerately to help her blood circulation.

After massaging her many times, Yan Zhengting became more and more proficient in his techniques.

Qian Yiman saw how kind the man was to him and felt warm in his heart. He reached out and touched his face and gave him a big smile.

Then, he praised from the bottom of his heart: "How come I met such a good man?"

Qian Yiman's words seemed to be addressed to Yan Zhengting, but also to himself.

"Because I met such a good woman." After hearing the little woman's words, Yan Zhengting raised his head and looked at her, his eyes sparkling with all kinds of affection.

Who doesn’t like to hear love words! The smile on Qian Yiman's face did not disappear for a long time.

The two people stared deeply at each other. Facing the ocean in his eyes, Qian Yiman felt a little drunk.

To be honest, not only women’s eyes are seductive, but men’s eyes are also intoxicating!

Before the water in the basin cooled down, Yan Zhengting took the towel he had prepared in advance and helped the little woman dry her feet. He moved gently, as if he was worried about hurting her.

"Manman, you lie down first and cover yourself with a quilt. I'll pour some water and I'll be back soon." Yan Zhengting held up the basin and ordered in a warm voice.

When he went to the bathroom to pour the water for washing his feet and came out, Qian Yiman was already lying on the bed obediently.

Seeing his man come out, Qian Yiman sat on the bedside and raised his fingers towards him, "Come on, come on! I've already warmed the bed for you."

Faced with the little woman's "seduce", Yan Zhengting was helpless and immediately got on the bed and hugged her into his arms.

Smelling her faint fragrance makes me feel particularly at ease.

The night was dark and windy. The two of them were lying on the bed, hugging each other. Qian Yiman always felt that he should do something more.

So, the next second she stretched out her delicate hand with her own thoughts.

Squeeze this, squeeze that...

The chest muscles are firm and the abs are sexy.

The temperature in the room rose rapidly. Yan Zhengting grabbed her hand and moved it, "Manman..."

Qian Yiman was so hot that his heart trembled.

Her cheeks were red and a little shy. She leaned into the man's ear and asked softly, "Do you like it?"