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

Just as the two brothers were whispering and their bodies began to twist and turn, they suddenly heard footsteps approaching from behind them.

With a start, the two little guys immediately shut their mouths and stood straight, just like standing in a military posture.

Little did they know that this scene had already fallen into the eyes of Yan Zhengting and Qian Yiman. But they said nothing and returned to the room one after the other.

Only when the door closed did Yan Qinbei and Yan Qinnan breathe a sigh of relief.

The calmer their parents' reaction was, the more flustered the two little guys became. The two brothers looked at each other, both confused.

Why didn’t mom pay any attention to them today?

"Brother, Mom is angry." In response to this, Yan Qinnan summed up that his mother was rarely so indifferent to them.

"seems like it……"

Little Yan Qinbei nodded, thinking that he probably wouldn’t have any food to eat today. He had been expecting his mother to plead for them.

However, it turned out that the two little guys underestimated how soft-hearted their mother was towards them.

In the bedroom, it was a different scene.

Since they could only taste a little at the dinner table, as soon as they returned to the bedroom and closed the door, Yan Zhengting picked up Qian Yiman and sat on the chair for a French kiss...

The kiss ended, both of them breathing heavily.

Qian Yiman blushed as she lay on the man's chest. Her voice was soft and tender. "Isn't it too much to punish them by not eating for a day?"

"No." Yan Zhengting hugged her and pinched the back of her neck from time to time.

Qian Yiman was like a cat that had its fur stroked. She closed her eyes and leaned lazily against his chest, trying to continue to plead for her two sons. "They are still young and I'm worried that they will be starving. How about we skip them for lunch and let them eat a little at night?"

"Boys don't need to be spoiled too much."

Qian Yiman: "..."

You usually pamper them both.

But of course she couldn't say that now, so she raised the corners of her mouth and lifted her head from his chest.

She put her arms around the man's neck, kissed him on the face again and again, and began to act coquettishly and softly, "Just indulge them once in a while~~ Give them another chance~~"

Yan Zhengting has always doted on his wife without limit, and when she acted like a spoiled brat to him, he had no power to resist, and all his principles collapsed in an instant.

If she begs for mercy, it doesn't seem impossible...

However, I must take this opportunity to eat her up and make it up to myself.

"Well, it's not impossible..." Yan Zhengting stared at the person in his arms with burning eyes, hesitant to speak.

"Really? Then I'll go out and tell Xiaobei and the others." After her plea was successful, Qian Yiman wanted to get off his lap and go out to tell the children the good news.

Yan Zhengting held her waist tightly, with her sweet and soft body in his arms, and there was no way he could let her escape.

"You..." Qian Yiman turned her head to look at him.

"What's the hurry? Huh?" Yan Zhengting stroked her face with his fingertips, his deep voice still a little hoarse, "I haven't finished yet."

"What else?" Qian Yiman stuttered.

As soon as she asked the question, she realized that it was a bit unnecessary because she seemed to see something familiar in his eyes.

“Manman…” Yan Zhengting never hid anything in front of her. He directly held her hand and placed it on himself, biting her earlobe, and bewitchingly said, “It depends on how you perform…”

Qian Yiman: "..."

Want to perform again?

Didn’t she just finish her performance last night?