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

Finally, with Qian Yiman's repeated insistence, she certainly got the opportunity to stay in the kitchen and help out.

The only thing she felt helpless about was that the man was too good to her, and it seemed that she had no chance to show her virtuous character.

Seeing that she was circling around him, Yan Zhengting was afraid that she would be bored, so he handed her a loofah and asked her to peel the skin.

Qian Yiman took the loofah, squatted beside the trash can, and carefully peeled the skin, fearing that she would break the melon in her hand.

Judging from her unskilled techniques, it was clear that she had not done much kitchen work.

However, at least he handed the loofah to Yan Zhengting intact, so he did not do anything wrong.

In the kitchen, one of the couple was chopping vegetables quickly and neatly, while the other was helping out with small tasks, such as peeling garlic or passing on a scallion...

The orange-yellow sunset shone through the window, onto Qian Yiman and Yan Zhengting. The scene was very warm and beautiful for a while.

Yan Zhengting has always been efficient and effective in doing things, and he prepared all the dishes needed for dinner in no time.

Heat oil in a wok, sauté ginger and garlic, then pour the vegetables into the wok. Gradually, the kitchen will be filled with enticing aromas.

The man held the shovel so skillfully that you could tell at a glance that he was someone who cooked frequently.

Qian Yiman stood to one side, watching the scene in front of her, and the corners of her mouth began to rise unconsciously...

The weather is hot in the summer. Even though the sun has already set, the air still exudes a sticky and humid feeling...

Qian Yiman just stood there doing nothing, sweat began to break out on her forehead and body uncontrollably...

What's more, the man who was standing in front of the stove cooking was sweating profusely...even a large area of ​​the clothes on his back was soaked with sweat.

But he didn't care at all. He just wanted to feed his mistress as soon as possible and not make her too hot.

Qian Yiman took out a clean handkerchief from her body and smelled it, which still had a faint scent of soap.

She walked towards her man and gently wiped the sweat off his forehead and face. She said with some concern, "Look at you, you've sweated so much..."

"I'm a grown man, sweating a little is nothing..." Yan Zhengting said this, but he was secretly happy about his wife's thoughtful behavior.

Qian Yiman didn't agree with his words. She wiped his sweat while muttering, "What's wrong with grown men? Grown men also feel hot..."

"As long as you are a human, you will feel hot..."

Yan Zhengting knew that she was concerned about him. To be honest, he liked the way she felt sorry for him. It was sweeter than eating honey.

At this time, the vegetables in the pot were almost cooked. He quickly put them on a plate and placed them on the stove.

Then, he secretly kissed her on the forehead and left quickly, "It's okay, as long as I don't get you hot..."

After saying that, he quickly heated the oil and stir-fried another dish.

He wanted to cook the food as quickly as possible and leave the kitchen early, otherwise his wife would have to stay in the kitchen with him and he was worried that she would get heatstroke.

Qian Yiman was caught off guard by another wave of sweet words from a man, and her heart was extremely hot on this summer evening.

The smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be hidden at all.

Qian Yiman looked around, picked up a fan from the small bench in the corner, and walked to his side.

Fanning him again and again.

The main point is to serve well and be virtuous...