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

"Good boy, it's okay. You're just too tired these days..."

"I'm always here, Manman is not afraid..."

Yan Zhengting didn't think too much and attributed this dream to the reason why he thought about it day by day and dreamed about it at night.

Because of Yan Zhengting's wound, Qian Yiman could not lie in his arms.

She could only stick close to Yan Zhengting's side, as if only in this way could she feel that this man was always by her side.

The two have been married for so long, and Yan Zhengting knows how uneasy this incident has caused her.

He gently squeezed the little woman's hand and coaxed her in a soft voice, his tone was so gentle that there was no trace of impatience at all.

In this way, he slowly coaxed the person beside him until she fell asleep again...

Early the next morning, the sun slowly rose from the horizon...

In the hospital corridor, there were sounds of people talking and moving...

In this world, a busy day has begun.

At the same time, Qian Yiman opened his sleepy eyes.

"Hmm..." She groaned unconsciously.

Then, as if she remembered something, she immediately looked to her side.

At this glance, he met the man's gaze directly. In his deep, dark eyes, there was a faint smile, as well as a deep affection and love that was so thick that it couldn't be melted away...

It's so good that she wasn't dreaming, he was really fine by her side.

When he woke up early in the morning, Yan Zhengting found that his physical strength had recovered somewhat. He raised his right wrist and pushed a strand of Qian Yiman's hair that was scattered on his face behind his ear.

Then, he gently rubbed her smooth hair, curled up his lips with a smile, "Wake up..."

Qian Yiman looked at the man beside him dreamingly, nodded and said: "Well, that's great, I thought I was dreaming..."

I feel more and more that waking up with the sun and you is the most beautiful thing in life.

"It's my fault for making you worry..." Seeing how scared she was, Yan Zhengting felt full of guilt for her.

"Don't say you're not good, you're the best..." After hearing what he said again, Qian Yiman pouted to express his dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore."

Seeing that she was unhappy, Yan Zhengting quickly began to coax his wife.

Qian Yiman was quickly coaxed. She raised her wrist, glanced at her watch, and asked the man next to her, "You must be hungry after sleeping for so long, right? What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you..."

As she spoke, she lifted the quilt and got up.

She felt sorry for her man. He had become so weak recently. She had to go out early to buy some breakfast and come back to feed him.

"Manman, it's still early, don't worry, you can sleep a little longer..." Yan Zhengting always felt empty in his heart when his fragrant and soft wife was not lying beside him.

This was the first time since the two got married that they had been separated for such a long time. Now that they were finally out of danger, he just wanted to spend more time with her.

So that we can make up for the time we were apart before.

Qian Yiman replied while putting on his shoes: "I'm not going to sleep anymore. I'm going to brush my teeth and wash my face first. I'll go out and buy breakfast later..."

"I'm not hungry yet, you don't have to be in such a hurry..." Seeing her anxious look, Yan Zhengting continued.

"That's not okay. You have to eat even if you're not hungry. You have to listen to me on this matter without negotiation." The words of the domineering wife came right away. Qian Yiman raised his head and glanced at him, saying without refusal.

Yan Zhengting lay on the bed obediently and smiled at her, "Yes, Mrs. Yan."

"That's good. Just wait here."