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

Qian Yiman's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard that he was about to take a vacation.

He suddenly opened his eyes and replied with great interest: "Of course I want to go. The Chinese New Year is coming soon. I just want to go do some New Year shopping and buy two new sets of clothes for the children..."

Although, you can buy everything in her space.

However, now that her strict father and mother are living at home, she can't be too blatant and have too many things that are inconvenient to take out.

Moreover, she likes the atmosphere of going shopping with her family on the eve of the Spring Festival, which is very warm and lively.

"Okay, it's all up to you."

The man's voice was gentle and a bit hoarse, tempting Qian Yiman to keep crawling into his arms. Now the two people embraced each other even more tightly and seamlessly.

Feeling the little woman's attachment to him, Yan Zhengting raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his heart softening.

He leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Would you like to lie on top of me, huh?"

He liked the way she lay softly on his chest, it was very endearing.

At first reaction, Qian Yiman wanted to say yes, but the soreness in her waist made her hesitate.

She was a little worried that this man would show off his bestiality again, so it would be safer to continue to maintain this posture, right?

Thinking of this, she shook her head and refused, her voice soft and waxy, "No, I just like leaning on you like this~~"

This is not just an excuse, but also what she really thinks.

No matter how long they have been together, this man's embrace always makes her feel warm and infatuated, and she feels happy even if she holds him without saying a word.

"My waist is so sore, please rub it for me~~" Qian Yiman freed his hand, then took the man's big hand and put it on his waist, instructing him to massage it unceremoniously.

Yan Zhengting was naturally extremely happy. He had massaged her many times for more than a year after their marriage, and his skills had already been perfected.

The man's big hands were very hot and very comfortable when placed on his waist. Coupled with his skillful massage techniques, Qian Yiman was so comfortable that he almost fell asleep.

She closed her eyes with an expression of enjoyment.

However, she soon discovered something was wrong. When did his hand change its position?

Without realizing it, this man is getting better and better at taking advantage of loopholes.

Qian Yiman's mouth twitched and he couldn't help but joked: "Yan Zhengting, where did you put it? When did my waist get here?"

Feeling the softness, Yan Zhengting took a bite on her white neck.

Whispering softly, "Manman...give it to me..."

Qian Yiman winced and answered him, "Yeah~~Here, here you go..."

The man's look was both coquettish and seductive, sexy and irresistible. Qian Yiman fell in love with her in seconds and couldn't hold on for even a minute.

The waltz of love is on again, and the bedroom is once again in full swing.

Qian Yiman raised his neck, slightly opened his red lips, and vaguely thought of something mentioned on the Internet.

Don’t we all say that after a man reaches thirty, his body begins to decline?

Why is this one in her house so different?

It has been nearly three years since they got married, and it feels like he has been on an uphill climb with unlimited energy and no end in sight.

"What are you thinking about?" Yan Zhengting became even more ruthless, perhaps because he was dissatisfied that she was distracted at this time.

At the same time, he held her chin and kissed her deeply, domineeringly wanting this little woman to focus all her thoughts on him.

Qian Yiman's mind went blank for a moment, and his arms gradually wrapped around the man's neck, responding to him.

At this time, there was only each other in their world, and they were intoxicated and tireless.

……

When everything calmed down, it was already more than an hour later.

Qian Yiman lay on his man's broad and strong chest, like a fish stranded on the beach, soft and powerless.

She was panting slightly, not only was she too tired to move her toes, but even her hair was so tired that she didn't want to move.

This delicate look made Yan Zhengting fall in love with her. He stroked her hair that was scattered on her face and said warmly: "Are you tired?"

"I feel like you're about to send me away..." Qian Yiman said quietly as he drew circles on the man's chest with his fingers.

Yan Zhengting: "..."

What kind of description is this? Have you ever said that about yourself?

He stretched out his hand to hold her up, gave her a peck on her lips, and said slowly: "Don't worry, I can't bear to..."

The two held each other tenderly for a while. The man's embrace was warm and comfortable, and Qian Yiman began to feel drowsy.

Listening to the little woman's steady breathing, Yan Zhengting helped her adjust to a more comfortable position, then put his lips to her forehead and placed a kiss lighter than a feather on it.

"Hmm~~" Qian Yiman groaned in his sleep as he felt his touch.

Seeing this, Yan Zhengting patted her gently and was extremely gentle while comforting her.

The familiar sense of security came, and Qian Yiman curled up in his arms like a kitten, sleeping more and more peacefully.

Seeing his daughter-in-law's loving look, Yan Zhengting couldn't help but curl the corner of his mouth. Then, he turned off the night light on the bedside and fell asleep with her in his arms.

After being satisfied, both husband and wife slept extremely soundly.

"Wow wow wow..."

At twelve o'clock in the morning, child Yan Qinnan woke up crying for the first time.

Because of his strong alertness, Yan Zhengting woke up immediately when he heard the child's cry. Qian Yiman, who was sleeping next to him, only moved his body and was so sleepy that he didn't even open his eyes.

Yan Zhengting turned on his bedside lamp, got out of bed quietly, put on a coat casually, and went to change his son's clean diaper.

Then, he couldn't bear to wake up the little woman on the bed. So I held the baby with one hand and quickly made a bottle of milk powder to feed him.

This matter is familiar to Yan Zhengting. In the past, every time when his bestiality was unleashed, Qian Yiman would be too sleepy to get up at night, and his eldest son would do the same thing.

I have to mention that Yan Qinnan's child is a bit more well-behaved than his brother when he was a child. He started to drink milk with a pacifier in his mouth.

With his body feeling dry and his stomach full, the little guy soon fell asleep in his father's arms again.

Put your sleeping son in the crib and cover him with a quilt.

Yan Zhengting turned off the night light, lay back on the warm quilt, and continued to sleep with his little wife in his arms.

That night, Yan Qinnan woke up three times in total, but failed to wake up his old mother each time.

One of the reasons is that the old father can coax him quickly, and the other reason is that the old father cannot bear to wake up his old mother.

To sum up, this directly led to the little guy drinking three bottles of milk powder in one night, and he didn't even get a sip of breast milk.