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

Um? ?

Following the man's words, Qian Yiman looked elsewhere...

Then, my hands moved faster than the thoughts in my head.

In a daze, he took action when it was time to take action.

Almost at the same time, both people froze.

"Manman,..." Yan Zhengting felt his spine feel numb and numb.

Her eyes were slightly misty, and she raised her head to meet his gaze.

The man stared at her with burning eyes, his dark eyes filled with a deep desire that could not be erased.

It seemed as if he would be swallowed into the vortex in the next second.

Qian Yiman's eyelashes trembled and her throat felt inexplicably dry. She swallowed and wanted to say something.

"You and I……"

Her shyness and affection all fell into his eyes.

Yan Zhengting's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Suddenly he leaned over the little woman's ear and bit it gently, his voice hoarse and dark: "You said last time, let me handle it..."

Qian Yiman's mind went blank for a moment.

When he spoke, the hot breath tickled her ears, making her neck shrink unconsciously.

Last time? Which last time? ?

Leave it to him? Can she really say that?

The more she thought about it, the more confused she became, and she asked:

"Comrade Yan Zhengting, when will I say...well..."

Before she could finish her words, Yan Zhengting sealed her lips, and the overwhelming kiss attacked her, with a strong possessiveness.

A spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and now is not the time to talk.

Qian Yiman closed his eyes and responded to him softly. Gradually, his arms began to wrap around his neck.

Even though the north wind is howling outside the window, it's still hot inside.

I don't know when, Qian Yiman suddenly felt a chill on his body.

As soon as she made a move, her hands were forcefully pulled away by the man on her body and imprisoned above her head.

The next second, I felt hot again.

In an instant, the two of them were completely satisfied.

Qian Yiman's hand pinched the man's strong arm and said intermittently: "Mom and dad are here, next door..."

The implication is, please exercise some restraint and pay attention to the movement.

However, Yan Zhengting didn't listen to her words at all, and he couldn't care less at the moment.

The arrow is on the string and must be fired.

Yan Zhengting hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to melt her into his body.

The faint moonlight shines through the curtains and shines on the floor, revealing clothes scattered on the floor.

Fortunately, there was still some sense left, and Qian Yiman did not forget to cover his mouth.

Because her strict father and mother were sleeping in the next room, she really didn't dare to let herself go.

……

The spring feeling in the bedroom had been burning for who knows how long, and finally stopped.

Even though it was winter, the two of them were still sweating.

Qian Yiman was like a stranded fish, too tired to raise his eyelids. He lay limply on the man's chest, his red lips slightly open and breathing heavily.

Yan Zhengting hugged her, changing his fierce posture just now, and put his hot hands on her back to help her calm down her breathing.

Wait until your breathing has calmed down a bit.

Qian Yiman complained: "Yan Zhengting, you made too much noise just now..."

The sound of the bed board is so loud that it can be easily heard.

In the dead of night, any movement will be magnified countless times.

This man really doesn't pay attention to the impact at all. Just because he is thick-skinned does not mean that she is also thick-skinned.

She felt that she would be embarrassed to face it when she got up tomorrow.

The little woman's voice was delicate and charming, like a feather gently brushing over Yan Zhengting's heart, and he could feel himself ready to move.

Then, another extremely shameless sentence came out of his mouth, "Don't worry, we can just change places later..."