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

Unknowingly, another five days passed.

Yan Zhengting was approved by the doctor to be discharged from the hospital.

Qian Yiman packed his luggage and was checking if there was anything missing.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Captain Yan, sister-in-law, I'm here to pick you up from the hospital..."

The person who was sent to pick him up was a soldier. The young man was about twenty years old. He had a straight body and looked particularly energetic.

With a clean shaven head, wheat-colored skin, and a pair of bright and energetic eyes, the whole person is filled with youthful vitality and sunshine.

Not only is he good-looking, he is also quite polite.

"Thank you, I'm really sorry to trouble you..." Qian Yiman smiled back and thanked him.

Boys of this age are always eye-catching. Out of everyone's love for beauty, Qian Yiman subconsciously took another look. She swore that she really just took one more look, nothing more.

After all, we are also married women, so we can't think of anything fancy, right?

However, the extra glance she took was huge, and it directly made the old man next to her feel sad.

"You're welcome..." The handsome boy smiled shyly, said hello to Yan Zhengting, helped him pick up his luggage and walked out first.

As he walked in the corridor, he thought to himself, no wonder everyone usually said that their leader Yan married a beautiful daughter-in-law, but it turned out to be true.

In the ward, after everyone left, Yan Zhengting stretched out his hand and turned Qian Yiman's face to look at him.

His expression looked calm and calm, but his words were different. There was something in his words:

"So beautiful?"

"Would you like me to call someone in front of you so you can see more clearly?"

Qian Yiman: "..."

There is a vague feeling that something is not quite right.

Qian Yiman felt a little guilty and said with a smile on his face: "Well, it's not necessary, there's nothing good to see..."

"is it?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Qian Yiman nodded repeatedly.

"The way you acted just now didn't look bad..." Yan Zhengting said quietly, not wanting to let her get away with it.

There was dissatisfaction in his words, and he was obviously jealous.

Qian Yiman: "..." He was choked by the man's bloody words.

This man is so jealous that it really makes people laugh or cry, but he cannot choose to ignore it.

His thoughts turned around and he saw Qian Yiman smiling brightly at him. Then he glanced at the door of the ward and saw that no one was there. He kissed the man on the lips at lightning speed.

Then, she coaxed him with a soft voice, "In my heart, you are the most beautiful..."

"You said the same thing last time..." Yan Zhengting snorted and began to recount old scores.

This little woman said that he was the most beautiful, but her eyes did not hesitate to look at other men.

"..." Qian Yiman was speechless again.

I really didn't expect that this man's little notebook still recorded things from so long ago. If he didn't mention it, she would almost forget about it.

For a moment, she couldn't find any reason to quibble, so she was going to change the topic first.

"Well, how about... let's talk about it when we get home, we'll talk about it when we get home..."

After saying that, without waiting for Yan Zhengting to express his opinion, he directly helped him and walked outside.