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

With this thought in her mind, she unconsciously said, "Isn't it said that when men get older, their abilities in that area will also decline? Why do you never seem to get tired?"

"..."

Yan Zhengting was caught off guard and was reminded by his woman that he was older.

It's really a matter of not mentioning which pot should be turned on. The man's originally very beautiful mood suddenly turned bad when he heard the words age and declining abilities.

He feigned anger and slapped Qian Yiman's butt, and threatened with a half-smile: "I am not old, I will let you experience it thoroughly when I come back next time..."

It seems that he was too restrained towards her before. I have to teach her a lesson next time to see if she can still say such things.

The man's words rang in his ears, and Qian Yiman's skin tightened instantly. It's over, it's over, she just accidentally asked what was in her heart.

But women must be able to bend and stretch.

Just coaxing him, Qian Yiman climbed on top of him, held his face in his hands, and kissed him frantically several times as if to please him.

Seeing that the man's cheek was covered with saliva, she gave up and said with a smile: "Hey, you know that's not what I meant. What I mean is that even though you are older, you are still very powerful and your ability has not diminished at all... ..."

Yan Zhengting said "ha", which explained a lot. Didn't it still mean that he was older?

Qian Yiman glanced at his man's expression. Does this mean he is still not satisfied?

Did she say something wrong somewhere?

Well, don't be discouraged, let's see if she keeps trying.

This time, she changed the kissing place and kissed the man's lips one after another.

Then, he asked tentatively: "How about I praise you again?"

"Well, keep going until I'm satisfied."

It was still early and Yan Zhengting was not in a hurry. He put his hands on the back of his head, looked at her calmly, and motioned for her to continue.

Suddenly, Qian Yiman suddenly wanted to mess with him.

She swallowed her saliva and began to formulate her words, "You will get stronger when you are old?"

"..."

Is this a compliment? After hearing this, the corners of Yan Zhengting's mouth twitched.

Seeing that his expression was normal, Qian Yiman came up with another idiom, "Lao Ji Fu Fang?"

"..."

This little woman definitely did it on purpose. Yan Zhengting's face suddenly darkened a few times, thinking that he really needed to deal with it.

Seeing the face of the man in front of him obviously darkened, Qian Yiman shrank his neck and challenged another idiom without fear of death, "The sword is not old yet?"

"..."

Yan Zhengting narrowed his black eyes slightly, and a dangerous dark light flashed across his eyes, and she laughed angrily, "Oh, if I don't deal with you today, you really don't know your last name..."

I looked at my watch and saw that it was only half past seven, so there was plenty of time.

Since the time, place, and people were favorable, he decided to revitalize his husband.

He originally thought that after struggling for so long last night, he would let her rest today, but now he couldn't blame him.

"I, I know, my surname is Qian~~" Qian Yiman was already lying on his back on the bed as the world was spinning. She felt the danger in the man's eyes and stammered.

Ugh~~ She touched her sore lower back and regretted it endlessly.

It was her boldness, and it was her own fault.

"If you didn't tell me, I thought your surname was Yan..."

"Ugh~~ Yan Zhengting, I was wrong~~" Qian Yiman's mind went blank and he couldn't form a complete sentence. He only knew that he was in trouble today, so he quickly begged for mercy.

Yan Zhengting held Qian Yiman's hands at his side, biting her round earlobe, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's too late, remember to be better next time..."

......

An hour later, the clouds dispersed and the wind and rain stopped.

Qian Yiman was too tired to speak. He fluttered his eyelashes, lay in his man's arms and fell asleep again.

Before going to bed, there was only one thought left in her mind: she would never be mean-mouthed next time, and she would never dare to provoke this man again.

At this moment, she realized firsthand that she couldn't afford to offend this old man in her family!

Yan Zhengting couldn't help but smile with satisfaction when he saw that the little woman had been bullied into such a pitiable state and that she unconsciously snuggled into his arms in her sleep.

The smile on his lips did not disappear for a long time, and he lowered his head and kissed away the tears hanging on her eyelashes.

Rather than trying to clean her up, it's more that he couldn't let go of her, so he couldn't help but taste it again and again.

Yan Zhengting hugged her contentedly, looking at her with tender eyes and full of love.

He held her quietly and looked at her in fascination for a while, and then the child Yan Qinnan in the crib woke up with a groan.

He got out of bed quietly, put on a coat, and went to hug his son.

I changed the child's clean diaper, made milk powder at a suitable temperature, fed the little guy to drink the milk powder, and teased him for a while.

Such a young child sleeps for more than ten hours a day.

After drinking the milk powder, Yan Qinnan fell asleep again soon. Maybe it's because the old father's embrace is too safe and warm.

Thinking that he was about to go out, Yan Zhengting hugged his son, who was fragrant and fragrant, and let him sleep in his arms for a while.

Then, he hugged the little guy and placed him next to Qian Yiman to sleep.

The baby will wake up later, so if you put it next to her like this, it will be more convenient for her to hold and feed the baby without having to get up specially.

Yan Zhengting quickly dressed himself and buckled his belt.

He picked up the duffel bag Qian Yiman packed for him last night and came to the door. As soon as his hand touched the door handle, he hesitated again.

Then he put down his luggage and went back, sitting by the bed and looking at it for a while.

Suddenly, he remembered something again, got up and came to the desk.

He opened the drawer below very lightly and pulled out a photo from the album. It was a photo of him and Qian Yiman.

Yes, don't doubt it, what he took was just a photo of the couple.

When you go out, your wife cannot help but watch it, and whether your children watch it or not is not that important.

Yan Zhengting opened the zipper and carefully hid the photo in the inner layer of the duffel bag.