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

Two o'clock in the morning.

The sound of eggs being beaten came from the Yan family's kitchen.

Qian Yiman was sitting on a chair by the kitchen door, looking obsessively at the figure busy with her in the kitchen.

A warmth spread in her chest bit by bit, filling her whole heart with sweetness and warmth.

Qian Yiman put her hands on her belly and chased the man she loved without blinking.

Even though Yan Zhengting is wearing the simplest short-sleeved shirt, his back is still handsome and upright, making people unable to take their eyes away. His focused profile looks even more charming under the orange light.

After being married for more than two years, she still feels her heart fluttering to this day.

These two years have truly made her feel that she is the happiest woman in the world.

Now, she can fall asleep smelling his breath in his arms every night. When she wakes up every morning, she will have a loving breakfast waiting for her. Even if she has nightmares, he will coax her gently and patiently. If she is hungry in the middle of the night, he will help her. Cook your own delicious food.

If you have a husband like this, what else can you ask for?

Thinking of this, her heart became even more beautiful, and she laughed unconsciously.

Yan Zhengting sprinkled some shrimp skin on the egg liquid, covered the pot and steamed directly.

Then, he strode over, picked her up and sat on the chair in front of the dining table, resting his chin on her hair, "Why are you giggling here alone, huh?"

"Because, just looking at you makes me happy..." Qian's love words came as they came.

"The mouth is so sweet, let me try it to see if I secretly eat candy..." Yan Zhengting was very happy to be coaxed by her, and he lifted her chin for another lingering French kiss.

The two souls were attracted to each other and kissed until they got out of hand.

It wasn't until a gust of night wind blew by the window that the two of them stopped kissing.

Qian Yiman's cheeks turned red. He glanced somewhere subconsciously and asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Why don't you go back to your room and I'll help you..."

They had not been intimate since entering the third trimester of pregnancy, and she could feel that he was feeling uncomfortable.

Before she could say the words "Five Finger Girl", she was interrupted by Yan Zhengting's voice, "Ignore it, it will be fine later. Let me hug you first."

He suppressed the restlessness in his body and pressed her against his chest, the two of them clinging to each other quietly.

The night breeze from the window blew in from time to time, gradually dissipating the heat from the two of them.

A few more minutes passed.

"It's almost time. You wait for me here, and I'll bring out the egg custard." Yan Zhengting put the person in his arms on the chair, turned around and entered the kitchen.

According to Qian Yiman's preference, he added a little soy sauce to the egg custard and put a spoon on it before serving it out.

The tender and juicy egg custard is freshly baked, with a layer of shrimp skin on top, and with soy sauce, it looks very appetizing.

Just as Qian Yiman was about to start eating, the man next to her took the spoon before her and began to feed her.

Of course, she would not refuse and ate the egg custard he fed with relish.

After a bowl of egg custard, my heart and stomach felt warm.

Yan Zhengting helped her wipe the soup stains from the corners of her mouth and took the bowl to the kitchen to wash it clean.

After his man came out, Qian Yiman stroked his round belly and asked him, "I eat so much now, do you think I'm fat?"

This is a question that women must ask and men must answer.

In fact, except for her big belly and a little bit of fat on her body, there was no trace of fat anywhere else.

Yan Zhengting pinched her face gently and said with a smile: "No, you are not fat at all. I like you like this."

Yan's love words also come easily.

Qian Yiman's ears turned red when she heard this. She expressed that she was very satisfied with the answer. The corners of her mouth could not help but curl up, and her good mood was beyond words.

The little woman smiled so brightly that Yan Zhengting also raised the corners of his mouth, happy with her happiness.

Qian Yiman grabbed the man's big hand and rubbed his face against it, "I'm so full. Let's go to the yard and watch the stars..."

"it is good."

Because he wanted to walk a few steps to eat, Qian Yiman refused his princess hug and only allowed him to help him slowly walk to the yard.

On summer nights, the cicadas chirp all around.

Yan Zhengting helped her sit on the swing, held her shoulders and watched the stars with her.

Qian Yiman looked up at the sky, where the stars were twinkling.

This situation made her feel a little emotional.

In my previous life, I looked at the stars alone in the dead of night, and it seemed so lonely.

Now, no matter how dark the sky is or how deep the night is, there is always someone by his side, and the stars in the sky seem to become lively.

"Captain Yan."

"Ok?"