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

"Hmm..."

Qian Yiman slept uneasily, with an uneasy murmur coming out of his mouth.

Almost at the same time, Yan Zhengting woke up as soon as she moved.

He reached out to turn on the bedside lamp and saw the little woman in his arms frowning and murmuring, with a very sad expression.

She didn't know what kind of nightmare she had, and her face was covered with tears.

After helping her wipe away her tears, Yan Zhengting decided to wake her up first and let her come out of this dream.

"Manman, wake up Manman..." He shouted softly, tightened his arms and held her closer to him.

Hearing someone calling him in his ear, Qian Yiman pushed away the fog and tried to open his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Yan Zhengting with a worried look on his face.

Great, it turns out I was dreaming just now.

"It's great that you're still here." The regained emotions urgently needed an outlet, so she took the initiative to kiss the man in front of her.

Her stumbling kiss was unskilled, eager and passionate, but Yan Zhengting felt the little woman's deep uneasiness from it.

He didn't know where her emotion came from, but he chose not to ask questions at the moment, and responded enthusiastically while holding her, letting her know that he was still with her.

The two tongues were chasing each other fiercely, exchanging the fragrance in each other's mouths, and the air was full of ambiguous "tsk tsk" sounds.

His kiss was hot and affectionate, gradually relaxing her uneasy mood.

It took a while, until the little woman in his arms could no longer breathe, before Yan Zhengting let go of her red and swollen lips.

When her breathing calmed down, she touched the top of her head and asked softly, "Manman, what did you dream about just now?"

Qian Yiman nestled in his safe arms and slowly told, "I had a nightmare. I dreamed that I was in another place. You and my son were not with me. I was desperately looking for you. Why?" Can’t even find it…”

In the dream, she found that she had returned to her previous life. She was the only one in the familiar rental house, with no husband or son around her.

It was as if everything she had experienced before were all dreams she had had, and nothing was left behind when she woke up from the dream.

The more she talked, the more uncomfortable she became, and she couldn't help but start crying, feeling aggrieved and uneasy.

Yan Zhengting kissed away the tears on her face distressedly, and said softly and comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, that's just a dream. I won't be gone. I will always be by your side..."

Being coaxed and coaxed by his own man, Qian Yiman's mood improved a lot.

She stretched out her little finger and said to him, "Then let's pull the hook. You have to keep your word..."

How could you not obey your little wife’s request?

Yan Zhengting couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. This was the first time in more than 30 years that he had to hang himself with a hook and not be allowed to change for a hundred years.

This is the advantage of having a daughter-in-law who is much younger than you. She can take you to experience things you never played in childhood.

Crying is also very energy-consuming, and I suddenly feel a little hungry.

"I'm hungry~~" Qian Yiman stroked the new green stubble on the man's chin with his fingers, his voice soft.

Yan Zhengting kissed her on the forehead and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Shrimp skin and egg custard, the kind that has a little soy sauce poured on top after it's steamed..."

"Wait." After saying that, Yan Zhengting got out of bed and got dressed to get her food.

Qian Yiman reached out and took his arm and started acting coquettishly, "I want to stay with you~~"

Yan Zhengting was so heartbroken that without saying a word, he picked her up and carried her out of the bedroom.

Just as he was about to put her on the chair in front of the dining table, Qian Yiman refused.

"I don't want to sit here, I want to be with you in the kitchen." She hugged his neck but refused to come down.

Yan Zhengting coaxed her, "Be obedient and just wait here for me. It'll be fine soon. It's too hot inside."

"No... I want to see you at a glance." Qian Yiman clung to him and started to act like a child.

Maybe it was the aftermath of the dream just now, but she just didn't want to leave his side at this time, not even for a second.

Faced with her little willfulness, Yan Zhengting was not impatient at all, on the contrary, he was extremely affectionate towards her.

He thought for a moment, lifted a chair with one hand and put it next to the kitchen door, and put Qian Yiman on it.

"Then just sit here and wait for me, okay?"

"Okay, okay." Qian Yiman was quite satisfied with this position where he could be seen at a glance.

"So good." Yan Zhengting touched her head, turned and walked into the kitchen.

Looking at his back, the corners of Qian Yiman's mouth raised slightly.

She thought she knew why dogs liked having their heads touched so much.