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

I took a warm bath and lay on my bed.

Smelling the sunshine on the quilt, Qian Yiman felt comfortable all over, and even his pores relaxed a lot.

She rolled around freely on the bed, and kept sighing: "Huh... I feel more comfortable at home..."

The ancients never deceived me.

A golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse.

After Yan Zhengting finished washing up in the bathroom, he opened the door and came in and saw this scene.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Qian Yiman raised his head and looked in his direction.

"Have you taken a shower?" she asked with a frown, why did she feel a vapor on the man's body.

When he was discharged from the hospital, the doctor specifically warned that his current physical condition was not suitable for exposure to water, as it could easily cause inflammation and infection of the wound.

Yan Zhengting came to the bed and sat down, took off his watch and put it on the bedside table, and replied: "I washed my lower body and wiped my upper body. Don't worry, there are no wounds."

During the time he was in the hospital, Qian Yiman wiped his body. If his wound hadn't allowed it, he would have had to take a thorough hot bath today no matter what.

In other words, scrubbing is not as enjoyable as taking a bath.

As long as it didn't affect the wound, Qian Yiman felt relieved.

However, there seems to be nothing unusual about this man. However, based on what she knew about him, he was probably still jealous.

After coaxing the two younger ones in the afternoon, I still have to coax the old one in the evening.

There is no way, who allows her to be both a mother and a daughter-in-law.

Thinking of this, Qian Yiman got up from the quilt, got under the quilt, and approached the man with a smile.

"Captain Yan..."

Yan Zhengting leaned against the bed, glanced at her, saw that she had nothing to say, and then lowered his head to read the book.

Qian Yiman smiled secretly in his heart.

Look, look, she said that this man is still jealous, and it is true.

Don't ask her how she knew. If she acted like this in normal times, he would have pulled her in for a kiss and a hug.

The trouble should end it.

Qian Yiman simply did not stop doing anything.

She reached out and took the book away from his hand, and with the man's surprised expression, she kissed him directly.

After the kiss, she drew circles on his palm, raised her face and asked him, "Captain Yan, are you still jealous?"

"No."

Yan Zhengting was caught off guard by her actions and felt an itch in her heart...

However, in the end, he still insisted.

Qian Yiman: I believe you, look at how reserved you are.

Sigh... Since one kiss doesn't work, let's kiss him again.

Just as he said, Qian Yiman followed the actions just now and started to act like a gangster against his own man again.

Yan Zhengting was caught off guard and was secretly kissed by this little woman again.

After the kiss, Qian Yiman licked his lips as if nothing had happened and blinked at him, "Captain Yan~~are you still jealous?"

His heart was beating fast, and he felt the temperature on his body gradually rising...

Looking at the smiling little woman in front of him, looking proud of her success, Yan Zhengting raised his eyebrows, but felt helpless in his heart.

Only he knew that he could no longer pretend.

Qian Yiman's eyes stayed on the man, and he naturally noticed these subtle changes in him.

However, she pretended not to know anything and kissed Yan Zhengting silently on the lips.

This is what she thought. Since the effect of one or two kisses is still not obvious, let's give it a few more kisses.

After all, there is nothing between people who love each other that a kiss and a hug can't solve.

If so, then kiss him until he is happy.

Qian Yiman was like a woodpecker, pecking the man's lips again and again, insisting on perseverance.

Feeling that the breath coming out of the man's nose was getting warmer, she quietly stretched out her lilac tongue and lightly traced a circle of his moderately thick lips...

Very tempting and provocative.

Facing her fatal teasing, Yan Zhengting couldn't resist at all, and the string in his mind immediately broke at this moment.

At this moment, all thoughts were thrown out of mind.

He turned from passive to active, reached out and grabbed the back of Qian Yiman's head to prevent her from leaving, and began to respond to her enthusiastically.

The two hadn't kissed for a long time, and the kiss became deeper and deeper. Qian Yiman felt that his soul was about to be sucked away by him.

She thought to herself, had the fire she just set off been too big?

Soon, she clearly felt some changes in the man, and it turned out that she had indeed been flirting hard just now!

How should she put out the fire?

Fortunately, after a passionate kiss, Yan Zhengting let go of her.

He clutched his chest. His movement was a little too big just now, and the wound hurt a little bit.

Seeing him frowning and covering his chest, Qian Yiman suddenly became nervous.

She knelt down on the bed and asked anxiously: "What's wrong?"

"Did it hurt the wound?"

"I made you kiss so hard just now..."

While he was anxious, he didn't forget to reach out and touch his wound very gently, for fear of hurting him.

"Tell yourself, who was seducing me just now?" Yan Zhengting leaned on the bedside and couldn't laugh or cry, letting her gently rub his wound.

"..."

Qian Yiman, the instigator, once again couldn't find anything to say to refute. She had to admit that she was impulsive.

"Then I'm not here to make you happy~~" She lowered her head and felt guilty, then suddenly raised her head and asked him, "Are you in a better mood now?"

Yan Zhengting glanced at her and hesitated to say: "Okay, it's a little better, but..."

"Huh? What?"

"Not even close..."

"Huh? What's the difference?" Qian Yiman followed the man's words and continued to ask.

"Manman, it hasn't been happy yet..." Yan Zhengting's eyes moved to a certain position, and the smile on his face was somewhat interesting, indicating something.

Now Qian Yiman is no longer an ignorant young girl. She has lived up to her man's tireless knowledge dissemination and practical education over the past few years, and she immediately realized what he really meant.

She swallowed with red ears, her thoughts turned around in her mind, and she silently made a bold decision in her heart.

It's just that she has no experience in this area, so she is inevitably a little shy and nervous.

Qian Yiman looked at the man in front of him, pursed his lips, and whispered, "I'll help you..."

Now, it was Yan Zhengting's turn to be speechless. He stared at the little woman in front of him without speaking for a while, never expecting that she would be willing to do this for him.

When the man was moved and thoughtful, Qian Yiman took it as his acquiescence.

The words spilled out, and she pushed her hair behind her ears, ready to take action.