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

"Dad, I, I don't want to..."

Yan Jingqiu tightened her fingers around the teacup, looking determined to give it a try. She hardened her heart and bravely told her father what was in her heart, "I don't want to get married yet, is that okay?"

"Sure." Under Yan Jingqiu's expectant gaze, Yan Zhengting answered decisively.

"Dad, can you tell grandma for me?" Yan Jingqiu asked again.

She knew that her grandmother had not given up the idea, and it would be best to let her father talk to her about this matter.

"Sure." Without any hesitation for a second, Yan Zhengting answered decisively.

Yan Jingqiu felt relieved immediately after hearing her father's answer. She knew that there would be absolutely no problem with her father taking care of the matter.

"Thank you dad."

The matter was resolved, and people began to relax. Yan Jingqiu's face also showed a smile that a girl of this age should have.

Yan Jingqiu rarely laughed so wantonly, and Yan Zhengting was also very pleased in his heart, "This is good, in front of me, you can boldly say what you want or don't want..."

"Well, I see."

Yan Jingqiu nodded her head non-stop like a chick pecking at rice. Her heart was filled with joy, and her face was even more beaming with smiles.

In the bedroom next door.

At this time, Qian Yiman's eyelashes trembled and she slowly opened her eyes.

She lay on her back on the bed, still a little dazed. Then she looked around and realized that she was already at home in Kyoto.

The moment she woke up, she vaguely thought she was still sleeping in the family compound where she had lived before.

After lying down for a few more minutes, Qian Yiman frowned, sat up from the bed and leaned against the headboard.

After a while, Yan Zhengting pushed open the door and walked in from outside.

He took a few big steps to the bed and sat down. He reached out and easily lifted Qian Yiman to sit on his lap. He helped her tidy up the hair scattered on her cheeks. "Are you still sleepy? Do you want to continue sleeping?"

The man's voice was deep and magnetic, so gentle that it was intoxicating, and it brought irresistible warmth and beauty to the ears.

Streams of warm currents slowly flowed through Qian Yiman's body, making her feel warm. She shook her head and said softly, "I'm not sleepy anymore."

At this moment, she was like a kitten bathed in the warm sunshine in winter, gentle and well-behaved.

Qian Yiman unconsciously tightened her arms around Yan Zhengting's waist, buried her head in his strong chest and rubbed it gently, showing her utmost attachment...

Her little behavior really pleased Yan Zhengting.

I saw that his originally dark and deep eyes suddenly shone with circles of faint starlight, which was probably a smile or joy...

Qian Yiman closed her eyes and nestled in the warm arms of her man, her back gently stroked by his big hands, feeling both comfortable and relaxed.

If possible, she would like to stay like this for the rest of her life.

However, after a few minutes, there was a rapid knock on the door.

She knew with just a little thought that it must be her two big sons.

Sure enough, the next second the sound coming from outside confirmed her guess.

"Mom, open the door!"

"dad……"

Unable to hold out for more than a minute, Qian Yiman moved her body, intending to get off Yan Zhengting's legs and open the door for her son.

Yan Zhengting rested his chin on Qian Yiman's head, and held her waist with his big hands to prevent her from moving. "Don't worry about them. Let me hold you for a while longer."

Qian Yiman: "..."

The person knocking on the door didn't seem to give up, so she said reluctantly, "Isn't this bad?"

"It's okay. They will leave when they get tired of knocking." Yan Zhengting said nonchalantly.

"..." Qian Yiman was speechless again.

I can only sympathize with my son silently in my heart. Don't blame me as your mother. It's just that your father is too clingy.

Of course, in addition to this, today as a mother I also feel like staying in your biological father’s arms and not wanting to move.

Fortunately, it soon became quiet outside the door.

It was Yan Jingqiu who heard the noise here. She was very tactful and came over to take her two younger brothers downstairs.