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

As soon as Yan's mother said this, everyone at the dinner table looked in the direction of Qian Yiman, including the child Yan Qinbei who followed suit.

Everyone had an expression of approval on their faces. Qian Yiman laughed dryly. For a while, he really couldn't find the words to refute.

"Mom, didn't I eat a lot of food? All things considered, it's actually quite a lot..." As he spoke, in order to prove that what he said was true, he picked up the chopsticks in front of him and picked up another piece of tofu with relish. Start eating.

"You kid, you have a lot of lies." Yan's mother was also amused by Qian Yiman's new words. While talking, she brought the tofu in front of her to her, and was happy that she could eat more.

This evening, there was constant laughter and laughter at the dinner table, and the scene was quite harmonious.

The family was enjoying themselves happily. Qian Yiman glanced at the husband and children beside him and enjoyed the warmth and happiness of the family.

After drinking a bowl of hot soup, Yan's mother suddenly thought of something and said: "Zhengting, Manman, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. I plan to go to the city with your father the day after tomorrow to buy some New Year's goods."

The smell of the New Year was very strong in the courtyard. Old men and women had started buying New Year things a few days ago, and she couldn't sit still.

Yan Zhengting put down his chopsticks, wiped the soup stains from his son's mouth, and replied: "Mom, you guys stay at home. I have a holiday the day after tomorrow. I can just drive Manman shopping the day after tomorrow. There are too many things, so you and dad don't do it." It’s easy to take back.”

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and people in the family home are starting to go to the city to buy new year's goods. You can imagine how crowded the bus is.

Moreover, he had already promised Qian Yiman that he would take her to visit the city, so he couldn't let her down.

"Okay, then your dad and I will clean the house, and Jingqiu will help take care of Xiaobei. It's not difficult to take care of Xiaonan since she sleeps most of the time..." Yan's mother finalized the tasks of everyone in the house. Everything is clearly arranged.

Everyone nodded and had no objection.

It's too cold to go out for a walk.

After dinner, the family sat in the living room and watched TV for a while, chatted for a while, and then took turns going to the bathroom to wash up and go back to the room to sleep.

Since Yan Qinbei's child sleeps with his grandparents during this period, Qian Yiman and Yan Zhengting spend more time alone at night.

Yan Qinnan's child was sleeping obediently in the crib, while Yan Zhengting was taking a bath in the bathroom.

In her bedroom, Qian Yiman took out her notebook and wrote a diary, which recorded her life and mood in the past few years.

When she was done writing, she closed the notebook and put it back in the drawer.

I glanced at the small box on the side, couldn't help but take it out, and randomly picked out a small note from it.

After carefully opening it, two lines of strong and powerful fonts appeared in front of her eyes. These were written by Yan Zhengting to her every now and then after her marriage.

There are simple messages about life, and there are also sweet words that make people blush and heartbeat.

Qian Yiman always keeps it like a treasure and takes it out to read over and over again when he has time. The sweetness in his heart does not diminish at all after reading it every time.

The little happiness and romance this man brought to her came to mind. She was so absorbed in it that she didn't even notice the sound of the door opening.

When Yan Zhengting opened the door and came in, what he saw was her holding a piece of paper and sitting at the desk with a happy smile.

This was not the first time Yan Zhengting saw her giggling at the little note she wrote.

He stepped forward, put his arm around the little woman's shoulders from behind, and asked softly: "You like her so much?"

Although his face seemed calm, the curve of the corners of his mouth revealed the joy in his heart.

"Yes, I like it very much..." Qian Yiman turned to look at him, with countless little stars twinkling in his black and white eyes, which were so bright and beautiful.

A warm current surged in his chest, and the curvature of the corners of Yan Zhengting's mouth became even more obvious.

He stared deeply into her eyes, leaned down, and kissed her softly, "Manman, I am very happy too..."

I'm glad you care about me so much.

"However, it's such a cold day. Don't sit here and get cold next time." Yan Zhengting touched her cold hands, frowned slightly and said, "Look at you, your hands are so cold."

"Okay, I understand." Qian Yiman stuck out his tongue guiltily and immediately promised him that he would not do it again next time.

Yan Zhengting helped her put the small note into the box and put it back in the drawer, then picked her up and walked to the big bed.

He put the little woman in his arms under the quilt, stood by the bed and took off his coat, wearing only a short-sleeved shirt and got into bed.

Even if it was winter and it was still snowing outside, he was not used to wearing long sleeves to sleep.

Perhaps because of his years of exercise, his physical fitness is quite good. Even though he is wearing such thin clothes, his body is as hot as a furnace.

As soon as his man lay on the bed, Qian Yiman unceremoniously crawled into his arms. No way, who made him so warm?

After more than two years of personal experience, she came to this conclusion. For men who are full of yang energy, it is better to use than a hot water bottle.

Feeling the coldness of her hands and feet, Yan Zhengting clamped her feet onto his thighs, and wrapped her hands in his big hands, continuously conveying warmth to her.

This is what he does every night, because the little woman in his arms tends to get cold hands and feet in winter.

Qian Yiman nestled comfortably in the man's arms, and her body gradually began to feel warm. She raised her head and looked at him, "Captain Yan, why are you wearing only a short-sleeved shirt and your body is warmer than mine?"

"Normally, the body temperature of men is higher than that of women."

"It seems so." At this moment, Qian Yiman found himself asking nonsense.

Her back was a little sore from keeping this posture, so she moved restlessly.

Unexpectedly, the man next to him immediately changed. His dark eyes gradually became hot, and the small fire inside began to burn.

Qian Yiman could clearly feel that Yan Zhengting's body temperature had become hotter than before, "Captain Yan, why are you getting so hot..."

After raising her head and seeing his dangerous eyes, her voice became weaker and weaker until she disappeared.

She thought that she understood very well what the man's eyes meant.

"Manman, it's all because of your movements...you have to be responsible for me." Yan Zhengting's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his voice began to become hoarse.

Originally, I planned to let her rest at night, but now it seems that I can't do it.

In front of her, his willpower was basically zero.

Qian Yiman's face turned red and he didn't dare to move around anymore. He felt that his clothes were about to be burned with holes.

Thinking of being crushed by him every time, she boldly approached the man's ear and opened her lips, "Then, I want to be on top..."

After all, he can be regarded as a person who has experienced many battles. Qian Yiman's current life language library also includes these tiger and wolf words.

Faced with the request made by the little woman in front of him, Yan Zhengting agreed without thinking, and was even happy that she took such initiative.

More than ten minutes ago, Qian Yiman felt cold, and now there was a thin layer of sweat on her back and forehead.

I have to say that it took too much energy and I ended up eating less at night.

Another four or five minutes passed, and Yan Zhengting seemed to be tolerant to the extreme. He turned over while holding the person on his body, switching positions with each other.

There was a moment of dizziness, and when Qian Yiman came to his senses, he was already lying on his back on the bed.

Should she say it or not, she was deceived by this man again.

"You~~you lied to me~~" Qian Yiman said coquettishly.

"Well, I lied to you..." Yan Zhengting said shamelessly and openly.

The conversation between the two ended, and she was greeted by his stormy passion and love.

Snowflakes are falling outside, and spring is blooming indoors.

The tide rises and subsides, and the moon in the sky quietly hides in the clouds...

Hush, don't say it, don't say it...