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

Today is the official holiday, and the snow on the road is very thick, so Yan Zhengting did not get up for his morning run.

He held his soft wife in his arms and lay comfortably on the bed. The couple thoroughly enjoyed this warm morning.

After a while, Qian Yiman suddenly remembered the jealous little thing yesterday. She said softly: "When we get up later, we will spend more time with Xiaobei."

Looking at the man's slightly confused eyes, Qian Yiman took the initiative to explain: "Yesterday, the little guy was jealous of his younger brother and kept pestering me to hold him. After all, he is still young..."

After all, children under two years old are exactly the age when they need the company of their parents.

"Okay." Not to mention the child being jealous, Yan Zhengting felt very jealous just when he thought about the two children taking up so much of this little woman's time.

Thinking of this, he tightened his arm around her waist and rested his chin lightly on the top of her head.

Su'er slowly said, "Manman, I'm jealous of both of them, so you can figure it out..."

Qian Yiman burst out laughing. She couldn't help it anymore. This man acts like a child sometimes, and this is not the first time he has been jealous of his son.

Suddenly, she raised her head, held her man's face, and kissed it one after another.

"Captain Yan, don't be jealous, you know I love you the most..." Qian Yiman remembered that he had told himself before that he didn't need to envy the child, because he loved her the most, and she also loved him the most.

Although she loves her children very much, this man is the one who can stay with her until she grows old, so he ranks first in her heart.

Her voice was as soft as the wind, pleasant to the ears, and softly teased Yan Zhengting's heartstrings.

This little woman had never said this to him. Yan Zhengting only felt that he was elated, and the smile in his eyes was unconcealed.

"Me too, Manman..." He gently touched her little face, feeling her delicate skin, and stared at her with eyes full of love and tenderness.

As his heart moved, Yan Zhengting wanted to do something unspeakable. But thinking about how long he had gone through last night, and considering her ability to bear it, he had no choice but to hold her honestly and throw away all distracting thoughts.

The two hugged each other tightly, enjoying the tender moment.

Pink bubbles began to fill the bedroom, and even the air was sweet.

At the same time, child Yan Qinnan, who was sleeping soundly in his crib, inexplicably ate a bowl of dog food from his parents.

When the little one woke up, the couple who were not shy on the big bed also got up.

Qian Yiman held the baby and sat beside the bed to breastfeed. Yan Zhengting took the coat she put on the back of the chair and put it on her. It was so cold, what should I do if she caught a cold?

The man's attentive behavior made her heart warm.

"Give me the child. You put your clothes on first and then go wash up." After the little one had eaten, Yan Zhengting took the initiative to take the child and urged her.

His thoughtfulness is very helpful. Qian Yiman rewarded him with a kiss, and then happily went to the closet to change clothes.

After she changed her clothes, Yan Zhengting followed her out of the bedroom with her youngest son in her arms.

Yan Qinbei's child goes to bed early at night and gets up early in the morning. At this moment, Yan's father, Yan's mother and Yan Jingqiu are playing with toys in the living room with him.

When he saw Qian Yiman and Yan Zhengting coming out of the bedroom, he immediately dropped the toys and ran forward to hug his mother's lap, shouting happily: "Mom!"

"Good morning, son." Qian Yiman knelt down and helped the little guy straighten his collar. Then she touched his little hand. It was not as cold as she had imagined, but instead felt warm.

Is it possible that this is what is said in the legend, that children have higher body temperatures?

As the saying goes, a child's butt has three fires, and it seems that this statement is not completely unreasonable.

"Hello, Mom." Yan Qinbei, a child, sat in her mother's arms and kissed her on the cheek, feeling very happy.

Suddenly, he stretched out a chubby little finger and pointed at his mother's neck and said loudly: "Mom, red, red..."

Although the little guy didn't express it clearly, Qian Yiman immediately understood what it meant.

It wasn't enough for the little guy to say it once, he repeated it over and over again, like a repeater.

ah! ! ! What a large social death scene!

Feeling several eyes looking towards her, her face suddenly turned red, and she told a white lie, "Ah... Well, maybe it was an insect bite. Mom, go to the bathroom to wash up first." , come back to accompany Xiaobei later, okay?"

Child Yan Qinbei nodded obediently and said yes, then ran to his sister and asked her to continue playing with him.

When Qian Yiman stood up, those eyes quickly moved away, pretending to look elsewhere as if nothing had happened.

She turned her head and looked at the man beside her, giving him an angry look, as if to say, look at what you did, now everyone in the family knows.

Yan Zhengting had no consciousness of doing anything wrong, and there was even a faint smile in his deep eyes, as if he was interceding so deeply that I couldn't control myself.

After a quick exchange of glances between the two, Qian Yiman was ultimately defeated compared to his shamelessness.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when her father and mother were not looking, she glared at the man again, and then walked to the bathroom.

Standing in front of the mirror, Qian Yiman caught a glimpse of several red marks on his neck, which were very eye-catching!

This dog man! ! They all told him not to leave traces in such an obvious place, but he just ignored it.

However, whether she should say it or not, she didn't remember it anymore when she was in a state of confusion and infatuation.

She held her hot cheeks and scolded Yan Zhengting several times in her mind before she started brushing her teeth and washing her face.

After washing his face, Qian Yiman pretended that nothing happened just now and walked out of the bathroom.

She went back to the bedroom immediately and found a turtleneck sweater in the closet to change into.

Then, he opened the door and walked out as if nothing happened just now, and said hello to Yan's father, Yan's mother and Yan Jingqiu.

Yan's father and mother, who knew the truth, also had a tacit understanding and talked to her in a natural manner.

"Manman, Mom has cooked red dates and longan soup and boiled eggs. You go and eat some first." As she spoke, Yan's mother stood up and took the child from Yan Zhengting's arms. "Zhengting, go and wash up quickly." Come out and eat.”

"Mom, why should I, a grown man, drink longan and red date soup?"

Yan Zhengting frowned slightly. In his understanding, he felt that this soup was used to replenish the body of women.