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

It's another weekend.

After taking a bath, Yan Qinbei, a child, hugged his little pillow and followed his sister to bed.

Yan Zhengting and Qian Yiman were happy and relaxed, all they needed to do was put their youngest son to sleep.

Yan Zhengting made milk powder and came over. Qian Yiman reached out to take it, hugged his son and sat on the chair and started feeding him.

The little guy had a good appetite and drank the whole bottle obediently in a short time.

As soon as Qian Yiman put the empty milk bottle on the table, Yan Zhengting took it outside to clean it very discerningly.

Qian Yiman walked around the bedroom with the child in his arms, humming nursery rhymes.

"Hiccup~~" Yan Qinnan, a child, lay on his mother's shoulder and made a delicate burp.

Then, the little guy was held in a different position, lying sideways in his mother's arms.

Because children are more sensitive to brightly colored things, Qian Yiman took a red cloth tiger from the side and teased the child, "Son, look at what this is..."

The child Yan Qinnan's attention was attracted. His eyes kept moving along with the cloth tiger in his mother's hand, and his two chubby hands were waving happily...

The little mouth was still making sounds of "babbling", and its cute breasts almost melted his old mother's heart.

Qian Yiman grabbed the little guy's hand, shook it, and talked to him in a very gentle tone, asking questions to himself.

"Little guy, do you like it very much..."

"Then you have to drink milk and sleep well, so that you can grow up quickly. When the time comes, your parents will buy you many, many toys..."

"Ah... ah ah ah..." Yan Qinnan, a child, kicked his short legs excitedly and waved his chubby hands, as if responding to his mother's words.

The little guy was grinning and in a very good mood.

His own child became cuter and cuter the more he looked at it, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. Qian Yiman's heart softened greatly.

She reached out and tapped his nose, and said happily: "Why is my son so lovable..."

"Did you know that your parents, grandparents, brothers and sisters all like you so much. We Xiaonan must grow up safely and healthily..."

Yan Zhengting washed the baby bottle and came in. He heard his youngest son laughing so much that the atmosphere was very good.

He smiled and locked the door, then walked in the direction of the mother and son.

Put the bottle on the cabinet, pour some boiling water into it and let it cool down for later use, so that it can be mixed with milk powder when you get up in the middle of the night.

After doing this, he silently pulled up another chair and sat next to Qian Yiman, stretching out his arms to wrap his arms around the mother and son.

Yan Zhengting asked: "Why is this child so energetic today?"

Normally, he would have already fallen asleep at this time.

Qian Yiman lowered his head, combing his son's hair with his fingers, and replied: "I guess he slept too much during the day. Do you want to go to bed first? I will play with the child for a while..."

"No, you're not sleepy yet, I'll just accompany you." Yan Zhengting kissed the top of her hair and said softly.

In the past, he had to go to work and had little time to spend with his family. Now that he is on sick leave, he just wants to spend more time with them.

When I got to work later, I didn’t have so much time.

Qian Yiman smiled without saying anything and kissed him on the face to express his acquiescence.

Under the warm orange light, the couple cuddled together and coaxed the baby in their arms, looking very warm.

After all, he was still too young and didn't have enough physical strength. After playing for half an hour, Yan Qinnan couldn't hold on and fell asleep.

After he fell asleep peacefully, Qian Yiman stood up and put him in the crib, pulled the quilt aside and covered him gently.

Qian Yiman stood in front of the crib and looked at her son, who had not gone to bed for a long time. Yan Zhengting walked over and picked her up from behind.

She seemed not to have expected that the man would launch a sneak attack, so she lowered her voice and said coquettishly: "Oh, please put me down quickly, I'm very heavy..."

She was always thinking about the fact that he was still recovering from his injuries, and she was more anxious than him.

"It's been fine for a long time..."

Qian Yiman: "..."

It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is.

After putting her on the bed, he followed her up and half-pressed her with his arms.

Staring at her unblinkingly.

The man's deep eyes were like the stars at night. Not only is it full of love for her, but it also has some of the passion that Qian Yiman is familiar with...

A blush crept onto her face and ears unconsciously.

Qian Yiman subconsciously reached out to cover the man's eyes. She really couldn't stand his look, as if she was about to melt by him...

"Manman..."

While calling her name gently, he removed her hands from his eyes.

At this moment, Yan Zhengting's gaze was even hotter than before. He held her white fingers and put them to his lips, kissing her carefully.

Desirable and flirtatious.

Qian Yiman only felt that her hands were wet and hot, and she could clearly feel how hot his lips were.

It was not only her hands that were burned, but also her heart.

For a moment, she felt her mouth was dry and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Could it be that it has really been too long since I expressed my feelings?

Fortunately, she still had some sense, so she gently pushed the man's shoulder and pretended to be calm: "Okay, it's getting late, it's time to go to bed."

However, Yan Zhengting remained unmoved, "Manman, let's go to bed later today..."

After saying that, he held Qian Yiman's face, held the back of her head, lowered his head and covered her lips.

His embrace was strong and strong, and his kiss was so hot that Qian Yiman had to admit that she felt lost for a moment.

But, it really doesn’t work yet!

"Yan Zhengting, no..." She struggled to avoid the man's kiss, and then the next second, she was caught back by Yan Zhengting.

"No." Qian Yiman turned his head and said intermittently: "...Well, not yet."

"Okay..." Yan Zhengting let go of her slightly and murmured against her lips: "It's okay, Manman..."

Only Yan Zhengting himself knew that not only his body and mind, but also his breath were longing for this woman.

Qian Yiman didn't know that he was feeling uncomfortable. She touched her man's face with some distress and discussed with him.

"Can you just bear with it a little longer? I'll wait until then to accompany you to the hospital to review the situation, okay?"

What she didn't say was that she felt that she had to rest for a month before discussing this matter.

"No." Yan Zhengting refused decisively and refused to accept her painting for him.

"But……"

"Manman, you know best how magical the drink you gave me is. I am no different from a normal person now."

"Although it is true to say so, it is always right for us to be more careful..." Qian Yiman certainly knew that Lingquan water has many amazing effects, but she still did not feel so reassured, "I will wait for a review next time. Let’s talk again, okay?”

Yan Zhengting bit her ear, his voice low and hoarse, "If you don't care about me today, I might not be able to wait until the day of the re-examination..."

Qian Yiman: "..."

She stammered: "Is this, so serious?"

As he spoke, he felt a chill on his body and there was another piece of clothing on the ground.

He buried himself in her chest and said vaguely: "Well, it's just that serious..."

After speaking, he raised his head and looked at her.

Continue to fool her, "Manman, if you are worried, I have a compromise idea."

Qian Yiman always felt that there was something in his words, but he couldn't find any evidence.

"Hmm... tell me, tell me..." She grabbed the man's ear and her voice was broken.

Sure enough, she couldn't keep him hungry for too long. She felt like this man wanted to devour her.

She vaguely felt that she was in danger tonight.

Suddenly, Yan Zhengting bit her lightly.

Continue, "Aren't you afraid that I will be tired?"

"Well... don't..." This bitch actually bit her.

Yan Zhengting raised his head again, put it against her ear, and blew into it, "How about you stay up there..."

Qian Yiman: "..."

Qian Yiman: "????"

She wanted to say, what does this have to do with this?

"This way, I won't be tired anymore..."

Yan Zhengting seemed to see the confusion on her face, bit her ear, and added such a shameless explanation.

"You..." Qian Yiman almost laughed out of anger at him.

If she hadn't been reluctant to attack him, she would have crawled on top of him and pinched him a few times to make him understand what physical pain felt like.

"Manman..." Seeing her staring at him without speaking, Yan Zhengting started to act rogue, "Manman, Manman..."