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

Hearing the man's familiar voice, Qian Yiman turned around with a pair of small pants.

She smiled at him and said, "I've already found it, let's just get this one."

Immediately afterwards, she handed the pants she was holding to Yan Zhengting, winked and said, "Captain Lao Yan will put it on for your son."

Yan Zhengting was amused by her appearance and couldn't help but kiss her on the face. After the kiss, he still wanted to kiss her again.

"No, your son is watching..." Thinking of the little guy on the bed, Qian Yiman pushed him coquettishly.

Children Yan Qinbei are now more and more capable of imitating others, so it is better to pay attention to the influence in front of him.

"Mom, I want a kiss."

Sure enough, the next second I heard the little guy say that he wanted to kiss her too.

Seeing the little guy's reluctance, Qian Yiman had no choice but to hold his forehead, so she just said...

Children are the biggest obstacle for parents to be intimate. Yan Zhengting sighed, frowned, walked to the bed, picked up the little guy and helped him put on his pants.

Looking at the skillful movements, you can tell that they don't change once or twice.

Every child has someone he is afraid of, either his father or his mother. Yan Qinbei, a child, loves and fears his father at the same time. It only takes one look to scare him.

Just like now, the person who was clamoring to kiss his mother a second ago is now unable to be honest in the hands of his father.

When putting on pants, Yan Zhengting raised his legs when he was asked to do so, and stood obediently when asked to stand up.

Qian Yiman stood on the side and covered his mouth and laughed secretly. Such a small child would know who in the family should not be messed with by looking at his face.

No wonder, everyone says that children are actually very smart.

Seeing that his father's face had softened a lot, the child Yan Qinbei began to pester his father to play with him high. He knew that his father was very doting on him when he was not fierce.

It has to be said that the little guy knows how to seize the opportunity to make demands.

Seeing the pitiful little appearance of his son in his arms, Yan Zhengting couldn't bear to refuse and played with him for two or three minutes.

It made the little guy giggle.

They were having fun when they suddenly stopped, and the child Yan Qinbei was a little confused.

She said in a sweet voice: "Dad, if you want to play, you have to play..."

"Okay, daddy is going to cook. I'll play with you next time."

Yan Zhengting was anxious to cook for his daughter-in-law, so it was impossible for him to agree, so his son could only put it aside first.

Arriving at the living room, Yan Zhengting handed his unhappy son to his father and asked him to help take care of him for a while. Yan's father readily agreed.

Qian Yiman followed her man to the kitchen. She planned to go in and give him a hand, wash some green onions and hand him a plate or something.

However, before he reached the kitchen door, he heard the big boy behind him complaining to his grandfather.

"Grandpa, daddy is bad and won't play with Beibei." Yan Qinbei, a child, sat on his grandfather's lap with a pout on his face.

Looking at his little grandson's cute expression, Yan's father lovingly touched his little head and comforted him: "Dad is not bad. Dad wants to cook for Beibei, right..."

"Dad kisses mom, but mom doesn't kiss Beibei, that's bad..."

"..."

Qian Yiman paused as he walked to the door of the kitchen, his face covered with black lines. This child really didn't talk about anything.

The little guy kept talking nonstop, embarrassing even an old man like Yan's father in the traditional era. He glanced in the direction of the kitchen, and now he really didn't know how to comfort his grandson.

Let's just say that this topic is beyond his ability.

At this time, Yan's father fumbled for a toy on the sofa and tried to divert the little guy's attention.

The next second, he started his performance, "Oh, what is this? Beibei can teach grandpa how to play..."

The child said it was easy to coax, but his eyes were immediately attracted by the toy in Yan's father's hand, and he threw what he just said out of his mind.

......

in the kitchen.

Just as Yan Zhengting was about to roll up his sleeves and wash the vegetables, he saw a disobedient little woman follow him in from the corner of his eye.

He sighed in his heart and said helplessly: "Manman, the fumes are so loud when cooking, didn't I tell you not to come in?"

Qian Yiman smiled and walked to stand in front of the man, and rolled up his shirt sleeves for him very virtuously.

Then, he raised his head and looked at him, his eyes flickering, "Can't I stay with you for a little longer?"

Her voice was soft and waxy as usual, directly touching Yan Zhengting's heart.

Can he say no?

Of course not! Every word she said was irresistible to him!

After all, he still couldn't hold it back. Yan Zhengting reached out and gently hugged the smiling little woman in front of him into his arms.