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

"Don't comfort me. I know I'm not as good as you say. Will you feel tired if you marry someone of my age?"

Although he is not young and is still married and raising children, given his conditions, it is definitely not difficult to find a woman who is better than her.

While chatting with Sister-in-law Lin and the others, she heard that several leaders' daughters wanted to marry him, but he refused to agree to any of them.

"Why do you think so? Who told you what?"

Qian Yiman drooped his head and said in frustration: "No, I just feel like I have been enjoying your kindness as a matter of course, but I can't help you with anything."

Knowing that she was having random thoughts again, Yan Zhengting didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

However, his daughter-in-law still has to be coaxed by herself.

"Who says there isn't?" He held the little woman's face, his voice was gentle and unbelievable, "You would wait for me to go home when it gets dark, you would make me soup when I was tired, and you even gave birth to a baby for me. Such a lovely son, and now he is about to be born..."

He reached out and pushed a strand of hair that fell on her face behind her ears, tapped the tip of her nose, and spoke in an affectionate and gentle tone:

"You don't even know that when I wake up every morning and see you, I feel full of strength. Now my heart is full every day, all because of you."

Unlike before, when one person enters and another leaves, he is always the only one in the house. Every day is boring and boring.

"Today's life is something I have never dreamed of before, and I cherish it very much. Manman, having you by my side is the greatest help to me, you know?"

Yan Zhengting felt that he had almost finished speaking his lifelong love words, but when facing her, these words could not help but blurt out.

Not only did he become more and more fluent in what he said, but he also wanted to say it to her forever.

"In your eyes, there seems to be nothing bad about me..."

Listening to him whispering these loving words in his ear, Qian Yiman was moved and shy, but he stopped trying to get into trouble.

This man is still coaxing himself despite having a high fever, and she is still being pretentious.

Qian Yiman figured it out in an instant. If he really felt that he had not done enough, he would just treat him better in the future. There was no need to say too much now.

"I was discovered by you." Seeing that the little woman was happy, Yan Zhengting's mood also improved, "But if you insist on telling me, there is indeed room for improvement in one aspect..."

"Huh? Which point?" He hesitated, but Qian Yiman became curious first.

"Want to know?"

Yan Zhengting looked at her expression of curiosity and couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth.

"Mmmmmmm!"

Hearing this, Qian Yiman nodded, with the words "I want to know" written all over his face.

"You can love me a little more..." Yan Zhengting lowered his head and whispered in her ear. His voice was like sugar, sweet and soft.

It gently brushed Qian Yiman's heartstrings, making her unconsciously intoxicated while listening.

Sweetness spread between the two of them, and the whole bedroom was instantly filled with a sweet atmosphere.

Qian Yiman was bewitched by the man in front of her. She looked at him obsessively without blinking.

Suddenly, she took the man's hand and placed it on her left atrium. She said softly, "My whole body and my whole heart are yours. Do you think that's enough?"

Before Yan Zhengting could respond, she blinked her big bright eyes and said, "I really want to kiss you."

After saying that, he was about to kiss her, but Yan Zhengting turned his head and avoided it.

His behavior confused Qian Yiman. This man actually refused her kiss?

Weren't you talking sweetly to her just a second ago?

On weekdays, don’t you always love to hold her and kiss her until death?

What does this mean now?

Before she could ask, Yan Zhengting took the initiative to explain: "Manman, I am sick and I will infect you."

It turned out to be this reason, she just said, how could this man refuse her touch.

"Touch your forehead and see that the fever has gone away." Qian Yiman put the man's big hand on his forehead and said with a smile.

Needless to say, the effect of this spiritual spring water is really good, comparable to elixir.

Yan Zhengting touched his forehead and found that the fever was really gone.

The next second, I heard him smile and say: "It won't be possible even if the fever goes away. It'll take another two days."

"I don't care." Qian Yiman thought to himself, since he couldn't do it softly, he would have to be tough.

Before he finished speaking, he put his arms around Yan Zhengting's neck, pulled his head down and kissed him.

Her lips pressed gently against the man's lips, and her lilac tongue slid into his mouth, chasing him...

At the same time, a smile of success appeared on Yan Zhengting's lips.

The next second, he clasped the back of her head with one hand, and intertwined her fingers with the other hand. He responded tenderly to the little woman in his arms, with infinite tenderness and love between their tightly fitting lips. spread.

Under the soft light of the bedside, the two kissed each other passionately, feeling each other's sweetness and tenderness.

Xu Shi's shallow kiss could no longer express his inner emotions. Gradually, the man's kiss began to become wild and passionate. His tongue was hot and he was demanding...

Both of their breaths were trembling. She closed her eyes and catered to him, intoxicated by the passion.

His kiss was filled with fiery emotion and deep love, as hot as magma and as pure as spring water.

At this moment, they only belong to each other.

......

However, Qian Yiman is at a special moment now, and the two of them cannot take any further action.

Before the situation was about to get out of control, Yan Zhengting relied on his strong willpower to let go of the little woman with slightly opened red lips in his arms.

At this time, Qian Yiman was breathing rapidly, his red lips were shiny, his cheeks were rosy, his eyebrows were full of spring, and he exuded a charming atmosphere from the inside out.

Her lovable look made Yan Zhengting even more passionate.

Unable to look any further, he quickly moved his eyes away and looked elsewhere, trying to divert his attention.

However, the little woman in his arms did not let him go. She twisted around on him dishonestly and teased him everywhere.

Not to mention that, Qian Yiman straightened up and blew hot air into his ears again, tracing his auricles with the tip of his tongue.

Whispering softly, "I want you so much..."

Her voice was crisp and soft.

It hit the man's ear so unexpectedly that he felt numb from head to toe, and the string in his brain was about to break.

Yan Zhengting's Adam's apple rolled, and he said with difficulty with red eyes:

"Manman, do you want me to die?"

The man's voice was extremely hoarse, and Qian Yiman raised his head suddenly. There was a flame in his deep eyes, bright and hot, as if it was going to melt people.

It seems that he is really holding back.

She stopped her teasing movements, swallowed subconsciously, and stammered: "No, no... I was just thinking about it."

She can still distinguish the stakes. Now is the third trimester of pregnancy, and the two of them cannot take a step beyond the bounds.

She couldn't help what she did just now, but seeing how uncomfortable Yan Zhengting was being teased made her feel a little distressed.

"I'll help you."

Without stopping, Qian Yiman took action directly.

Her business level has skyrocketed and everything is going smoothly.

In the end, the happiness is his and the sense of accomplishment is hers.

After some rustling movements, the two of them finished cleaning up.

"Are you still sore?" Yan Zhengting hugged the little woman and rubbed her sore wrists, his voice still hoarse and low after desire.

"One more thing, I want to give you a suggestion..." Qian Yiman leaned in his arms, enjoying his massage service with his eyes closed.

"Um, what?"

"I suggest... you can shorten the time a little in the future. What do you think?"

Hearing her sudden suggestion, Yan Zhengting raised the corners of his mouth silently.

Then, he whispered in her ear: "What? Do you think it takes too long?"

When he spoke, there was hot breath in her ears. Qian Yiman couldn't help but shrink his neck and nodded: "Yeah, it is indeed a little longer..."

When talking about this topic, Qian Yiman couldn't help but recall every experience in the past, and his cheeks began to feel hot and red unconsciously.

ah! ! She admitted that she recalled it in too much detail...

However, she couldn't control the speed of her brain.

After hearing what this little woman said, Yan Zhengting couldn't laugh or cry. He had heard of people complaining about someone for too short a time, but never heard of someone complaining about someone for too long.

He lowered his head and pecked her lips lightly, then said with a faint smile:

"Manman, the proposal is invalid."

"Also, you have to cherish it."

Qian Yiman: "..."

Why does she understand so quickly?