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

Pregnant women's tastes change at any time.

Qian Yiman wanted to eat something refreshing a few days ago. When he woke up this morning, he wanted to eat something with strong flavors, such as spicy and sour food.

In the morning, she ate half a bowl of porridge without interest, feeling that she had lost interest in any food.

There is still one in the stomach. How can I eat such a small amount? Yan Zhengting coaxed in a gentle voice: "Manman, eat a little more."

The strict father and strict mother were no longer at the dinner table, so he directly picked up the spoon and fed her.

Looking at the spoon handed to his mouth, Qian Yiman couldn't bear to refuse the man's concern for him, so he opened his mouth and ate obediently.

Seeing how well-behaved she was, Yan Zhengting raised the corners of his mouth slightly, reached out and touched the little woman's head lovingly, expressing satisfaction.

However, this happiness did not last long.

Because, after taking about five or six bites, Qian Yiman shook his head and said that he couldn't eat anymore and had no appetite.

No matter how Yan Zhengting coaxed her, she refused to eat more.

He didn't dare to force her, and he was worried that she would be hungry. Yan Zhengting was like an old father, and his heart was about to be broken.

In the end, the remaining half of Qian Yiman's bowl of porridge went into his stomach.

He put down the bowl and chopsticks and frowned slightly.

After thinking for a moment, he coaxed her softly, "Can I cook you some noodles?"

"No." Qian Yiman glanced at him, shook his head and refused.

Yan Zhengting was very patient when dealing with his young wife, and continued to seduce: "Then I'll fry you two poached eggs, crispy and crunchy, which one is your favorite?"

Every time she eats noodles, she likes to have them with golden, crispy poached eggs.

"I don't want to." The man coaxed himself gently. Qian Yiman's heart was moved, but he remained unmoved.

She wanted to eat something strong today.

I don’t know why, but I suddenly lost interest in these things that I liked before.

Now, her mind is full of hot and sour noodles, snail noodles, instant noodles, spicy hotpot and the like.

Just thinking about it made her drool.

Qian Yiman withdrew his thoughts and could no longer think about it. The more he thought about it, the more he became greedy.

These street snacks that were once so common are now delicacies that she cannot get.

Eh?

No, no.

It’s not like she can’t eat it. She still has room. Can’t she just buy it on Taozi APP?

It’s been a while since I bought anything from it, and I almost forgot its function.

"Then, make you a shrimp skin steamed egg?" Yan Zhengting smiled and pinched Qian Yiman's cheek, trying to coax her.

He swore that all his patience for more than thirty years had been spent on this little woman.

And, it’s as sweet as sugar.

"I don't want to eat anything now. Don't worry. If I get hungry later, I will find something to eat myself..."

After saying that, fearing that he would be unhappy, Qian Yiman leaned over and kissed the man on the face as compensation for him.

After the kiss, he put his elbows on the table and held his face.

Her eyes were like stars in the night, staring at him with the light of love shining in her eyes.

No matter how many times she saw it, this face was still so handsome, and her heart still felt like a deer.

"Yan Zhengting, I love you so much..." Her voice revealed sweetness and a bit of shyness.

Her cheeks were slightly red due to shyness, like a delicate peach blossom, attracting the attention of the man next to her and unable to look away for a long time.

Yan Zhengting felt itchy in his heart, his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and he always felt that he should do something to her.

He didn't speak, but slowly stretched out his hand to her.

Qian Yiman blinked in confusion, put his hand into the man's warm palm, stood up and left the table with him.

Fortunately, Yan's father and mother took their grandson to the vegetable field and did not see the two of them holding hands together.