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

The sunshine on the windowsill is soft, and the chirping of birds in the yard is clear and sweet, full of hope and vitality.

A new day begins.

Almost at the same time, Yan Zhengting and Qian Yiman woke up in bed.

Their eyes slowly opened, and after seeing the scene around them, they realized that they were back home.

Then, they turned their heads in unison and looked at each other...

Their eyes met tightly, and the moment they looked at each other was like the meeting of two stars, smiling at each other.

Very warm.

It is a silent tacit understanding and a communication of souls.

Under the warm quilt, their hands still held each other's hands, feeling each other's warmth.

After just staring at each other for a while, Qian Yiman felt that he was a little far away, so he took the initiative to move closer to the man until he was satisfied.

All her little movements fell into Yan Zhengting's eyes, and the corners of his lips could not help but rise slightly, and you could clearly feel his good mood at the moment.

He just liked the way she was so close to him.

Qian Yiman lay down beside the man obediently, very well behaved, not daring to move at all.

But my heart was itching, and I always felt like something was missing.

If he hadn't been injured in the past, she would have been so calm and self-possessed as she is now.

She particularly enjoyed the way two people hugged each other and were so intimate.

Not only did she think so, Yan Zhengting was also sighing helplessly in his heart at this moment. He could do nothing while holding Wen Xiang Ruyu in his arms.

Who knows that feeling? It’s so uncomfortable.

Early in the morning, the couple quietly began to understand each other again.

Mornings when the children are not around are always quiet and pleasant. The two of them lie lazily on the bed and don't want to get up.

Thinking of the two children sleeping with their parents-in-law at night, Qian Yiman felt a little sorry.

She touched the newly grown stubble on Yan Zhengting's chin and found it very interesting. She whispered softly, "During this period, the two children are taken care of by their parents at night. I'm worried that they are too tired. I plan to take care of them tonight." Start taking it with you..."

Now that he is back, he can't just leave it to the old couple all the time.

"Okay." Yan Zhengting had no objection.

"Also, this is what I think..." Qian Yiman thought for a while and continued: "Your injury is not completely healed yet and you need a good rest. Jingqiu will not come back from school until next Friday. I will take him with you first." The child goes to her room to sleep for a few days..."

The little one had to get up several times at night to feed him milk, which would definitely affect his rest and be detrimental to his body's recovery.

It just so happens that Jingqiu's school is holding a competition this weekend and she won't go home until next week. It's perfect to stay in her room for a few days.

In the hospital before, she did not dare to give Yan Zhengting too much spiritual spring water for fear that the wound would recover too quickly and arouse the doctor's suspicion.

Now that she is back at home, she doesn't have to worry too much. She can let him drink more in private, and he will return to normal in a few days.

When the time comes, it will be perfect to move it back to your own bedroom!

The more she thought about it, the more she thought it was a good idea. Unexpectedly, the man next to her began to want to deal with her again.

Yan Zhengting held her tender hand, put it to his mouth, took a bite, and asked her, "What should I do?"

Qian Yiman: "..."

She didn't know if it was Qian Yiman's illusion, but she felt that there was a hint of grievance in this man's voice.