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

Early the next morning, a ray of warm sunlight shone through the cracks in the curtains and onto the bedroom floor.

Qian Yiman woke up leisurely in Yan Zhengting's arms. She blinked and raised her head to see the man's enlarged handsome face.

At this moment, he was still asleep, breathing steadily and deeply.

Nestling in his warm embrace, she felt full of security, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised involuntarily.

Qian Yiman stared gently at the man's face, love rushing through his body, and his heart became very soft.

She gently stroked the man's chin with her fingertips, stroking his newly grown green stubble, having a great time.

At this time, the man's eyelids moved slightly.

As if feeling the touch of the person next to him, Yan Zhengting slowly opened his eyes. Seeing the little woman in his arms looking at him with a smile, he also laughed, tightened his arms, and hugged the little woman a little tighter.

"Are you awake? Good morning, Captain Yan~~" Qian Yiman's smile is like the sun in spring, warm and bright.

"Good morning, Manman." Yan Zhengting held her white and tender hand, brought it to his mouth and kissed her carefully, his voice full of tenderness and doting.

Early in the morning, the couple started talking without shame, and a warm and sweet atmosphere quickly filled the bedroom.

Yan Zhengting and Qian Yiman hugged each other tightly, feeling each other's heartbeat and breathing, quietly enjoying the tranquility and beauty of this moment.

Even if the two of them didn't speak, they could still feel the love in each other.

If you ask them what this feeling is, it is happiness.

I don’t know how long time passed, but pink bubbles gradually filled the whole room.

Suddenly, Qian Yiman raised his head and looked at the man, "It's getting late, do you want to get up for a morning run?"

"I'm not going, can I stay with you?" Yan Zhengting made an exception again with Wen Xiang Runyu in his arms.

Hearing this, Qian Yiman smiled broadly and said, "Well, okay~~"

Seeing how happy she was, Yan Zhengting said seductively: "Then give me a kiss."

Qian Yiman held the man's face and smeared a lot of saliva on his face.

"Manman, what I'm talking about is here..." Yan Zhengting pointed to his lips, gesturing for her to start over.

Since he wasn't going to get up for a morning jog today, he decided to collect more interest from her.

Qian Yiman stared at the man's lips and suddenly remembered the hot scenes last night. Those inappropriate scenes in her mind made her heart start to beat wildly.

She covered her chest, lowered her head and kissed him on the lips, then quickly pulled away and lay back in his arms.

What she didn't expect was that in the next second, Yan Zhengting turned over and half-pressed her.

He looked into her eyes with burning eyes, and his voice gradually became hoarse and dark, "Manman, why are you blushing, huh?"

"No, no, I didn't think anything of it..." Qian Yiman swallowed unconsciously, saying he was embarrassed to admit it.

Every time she heard the word "Huh?" coming out of his mouth, she would always feel soft all over, and then she would obediently let him eat it all.

This time is no exception.

"Did you have a good rest last night?" He kissed her slowly and took the time to ask.

"Okay, okay~~"

"Manman, let me take you through the memories again..." The man's shameless words reached Qian Yiman's ears.

Then, she had no time to refuse or agree, so she was half pushed and half pushed into this huge vortex by him.

......

I don’t know how much time passed, but the tide finally receded and the sea became calm.

Yan Zhengting turned the little woman over and held her in his arms, resting his chin lightly on her hair, and slowly said: "What should I do? I really want to hold you like this all day long, and I don't want to get up."

"Comrade Lao Yan, what you have in mind is quite beautiful." Qian Yiman poked his strong chest muscles, took the opportunity to wipe a handful of oil, and said teasingly: "I don't know if you have heard that when men get older, they don't Is it suitable to indulge yourself too much?”

After hearing what she said clearly, the man's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"What? You mean you dislike me for being too old? Huh?"

"It's okay, I'm worried about your health..." This man was still very concerned about the age gap between the two. Qian Yiman quickly started to coax him, and he just stretched out three fingers to swear.

Unexpectedly, Yan Zhengting didn't buy it. He raised his hand and patted her buttocks. He pretended to be fierce and said in her ear: "It's too late now. I'll take care of you when I get back in the evening."

Qian Yiman immediately understood the profound meaning of his words, and felt that his waist was more sore and his legs were softer.

She blinked her eyes and said delicately, "You bullied me~~ I want to run away from home."

"Remember to inform you in advance when you leave so that I can buy a chain to tie you up..." Yan Zhengting pinched her nose gently and laughed softly.

"Husband, please forgive me..." Qian Yiman wrapped his arms around the man's neck and fell into the drama for a second.

"Madam, if you say anything, it's too late to beg for mercy." After a pause, Yan Zhengting warmly reminded: "Also, remember to eat more today and behave well tonight..."

The implication is, if you don't eat more, I'm afraid you'll be exhausted.

Qian Yiman: "..."

"Otherwise, let's put our health first. I heard that at this age, it's best to give it a week..."

Before she could finish her words, Yan Zhengting spoke. He smiled half-heartedly and said, "Madam, please don't worry. Even if you are sixty years old, I can still make you cry and beg for mercy."

Qian Yiman's face suddenly turned red, and he couldn't say a word to refute him for a long time.

The flirtation between the two ended in Qian Yiman's failure.

She buried her face in the man's chest and didn't want to come out for a long time.

Yan Zhengting gently stroked her soft hair and said warmly: "Manman, it's time for me to get up."

"Okay~~" Qian Yiman's tone was somewhat reluctant.

"Good boy, sleep a little longer." Yan Zhengting coaxed her for a while, then got up to get dressed and helped her put on her pajamas.

He buttoned his clothes, walked over, picked up his son on the crib, and carefully placed him next to Qian Yiman.

This way, it will be easier for her to breastfeed when the baby wakes up.

The man's thoughtfulness made Qian Yiman feel warm in his heart.

Before leaving the house, Yan Zhengting leaned over and pressed a kiss on the little woman's forehead, and said softly, "Then I'll go to work."

"okay."

Qian Yiman didn't look away from the man until the bedroom door was closed.

There was still warmth in the place where he had slept next to her, hugging the pillow he had slept on and smelling his unique scent, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.