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

Early in the morning, in my sleep.

In a daze, Qian Yiman always felt that something was wrong.

When she woke up, she was shocked when she discovered the position of her hand.

Old swan! Please tell her this is not true, when did she become like this?

She is in her twenties this year, far from the age of a wolf and a tiger, right?

Ouch...this is not the self she knows!

She held her breath and did not dare to act rashly. She secretly glanced at the man next to her. Fortunately, he was not awake yet.

Thinking of this, Qian Yiman prepared to get away from the crime scene before his man woke up.

Just do it, she began to move her hands out bit by bit, not even daring to breathe.

Good guy! This is simply more nervous than playing one-two-three wooden figures!

Because Qian Yiman was so focused on the movements of his hands, he didn't notice that the man next to him had opened his eyes and was looking at her hair with a smile.

Qian Yiman: Phew~~We will succeed soon.

"Manman, I've discovered it." Just when her hand was about to take it out from the waistband of his pants, he spoke.

Hearing the man's voice, Qian Yiman froze there, and his cheeks instantly turned red.

Yan Zhengting held the little woman's hand to prevent her from taking it away, bit her red earlobe, and then blew into it.

His voice was hoarse and low, "Manman, it turns out you like this..."

The ears are quite sensitive. Qian Yiman was irritated and trembled slightly. "Hmm, no, listen to my explanation. I didn't mean to do it. It was like this as soon as I woke up."

what! !

After being caught red-handed, she couldn't even wash herself off after jumping into the Yellow River.

Seeing the little woman's face flushed by him, Yan Zhengting's lips quietly raised.

Then, he continued following her words, "It doesn't matter, I am yours and you can do whatever you want with me..."

what! ! ! ! ! !

Another day where I want to crawl under the bed!

"Stop talking~~" Qian Yiman buried her head on her man's chest. She thought that her image of a hungry ghost in her lust was finally confirmed.

The two of them had not been intimate for a long time. The little woman rubbed against him, and Yan Zhengting felt that his body was gradually starting to heat up.

Yan Zhengting stopped teasing her, grabbed her hand, and said seductively: "Manman, help me..."

Qian Yiman, a girl who understood Qian Yiman instantly, naturally did not refuse.

Under the patient guidance of her husband, she gradually mastered the essentials.

Experience comes from practice.

After a long time...

Qian Yiman sat on the bed and looked at her hands, thinking, she is really getting more and more prosperous!

Yan Zhengting casually took the pants he had thrown aside and helped her wipe her hands.

He glanced at her blushing face and whispered in her ear, "Next, it's my turn to help you."

"No, how do you want to help?"

After asking, she felt that there was something wrong with what she said. Didn't this indirectly prove that she was also looking forward to it?

"Don't worry, it's the way you like..." The man's words gradually became unclear.

Later, it turned out that he didn't lie.

Qian Yiman lay there with his toes curled up and continued to cover his eyes, feeling that he had no face to see him.

Normally I would do it after turning off the lights, but today in broad daylight, I seemed to feel even more ashamed.

"Fool, what should I do if I'm bored?" After Yan Zhengting stood up, he removed her hand, held her in his arms and coaxed her in a low voice.

The little woman lowered her head and hesitated to speak: "You, I just..."

Yan Zhengting turned the person in his arms around to face him, "I like it very much, because all your reactions are because of me..."

Their eyes met and they could hear each other's heartbeats.

The man's fingers gently ran through her hair, and he couldn't help lowering his head and kissed her lips gently, leaving behind indescribable tenderness and love.

Qian Yiman couldn't think and didn't want to think anymore. He closed his eyes obediently and gradually became intoxicated in this beauty.

The two kissed so seriously, as if nothing in the world could separate them.

"Wow wow wow..."

It wasn't until Yan Zhengting and Qian Yiman's love child woke up crying that they had to end the deep kiss.

Child Yan Qinbei was lying on the crib crying louder and louder.

"Hurry up and pick up the baby~~" Qian Yiman softened his body and pushed him gently.

At this moment, Yan Zhengting realized deeply that the child was born prematurely.

He pulled the quilt and wrapped the little woman tightly, got out of bed and put on clothes and pants, and then walked over to hug his son.

When the little guy lay on his shoulder and softly called his father, Yan Zhengting felt that the child was not born prematurely.