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

At around four in the morning, the city was no longer noisy as it was during the day, but was still immersed in silence.

The stars gradually disappeared, the earth was no longer pitch black, and a glimmer of light began to appear on the horizon, about to brighten...

After closing the passenger door, Yan Zhengting walked around to the other side and got into the driver's seat.

Before the car started, he turned his head to touch Qian Yiman's cheek and whispered, "Sleep a little longer, I'll call you when we get there..."

Qian Yiman shook her head and said softly, "No, I'm not sleepy now~~"

The car slowly drove out of the compound and came to the street.

It was a quiet street with almost no pedestrians on the road and the shadows of the trees on both sides of the road were dim.

From time to time, a breeze blew in from the half-open car window, brushing against my face, slightly cool...

Fortunately, Yan Zhengting was well prepared and put a thin coat on Qian Yiman before going out, so she didn't feel cold at all at the moment.

Perhaps it was because the atmosphere was too comfortable. Qian Yiman, who was no longer sleepy, soon fell asleep on her seat with her eyes closed.

"Manman, are you cold?"

After not hearing a response from the person next to him for a long time, Yan Zhengting glanced to the side. He saw that the person who had just sworn that he was not sleepy was now facing him and sleeping soundly.

He couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth and freed one hand to help her adjust a comfortable position.

Some people like to sleep as soon as they get on the bus, Qian Yiman is one of them. She didn't even wake up until we reached our destination.

Yan Zhengting glanced out the window and did not wake her up immediately. He just sat in the car and watched silently.

Just like that, more than ten minutes passed quietly...

Yan Zhengting thought for a few seconds, then leaned over and gently patted Qian Yiman's face.

"Manman..."

"Manman..."

"Manman, Manman, wake up..."

"......Hmm~~" The familiar voice lingered in her ears. After hearing it, Qian Yiman slowly opened her sleepy eyes and said in a daze: "I seem to have fallen asleep..."

Before she finished her words, a kiss as soft as a feather fell on her smooth forehead, wet and hot.

Qian Yiman lowered her eyes slightly, her long and thick eyelashes fluttering gently like wings. It was like the subtle light in the morning light, soft and smart, making it impossible to look away.

Yan Zhengting's heart moved and trembled slightly.

Following his heart, he quickly lowered his head and pecked her slightly open red lips, then opened the car door and got out.

Coming to the passenger side, the man lifted her out of the car with his strong arms.

Then, he kept walking forward holding Qian Yiman, with no intention of putting her down.

Qian Yiman put her arms around his neck, looked around, and found that the two seemed to have come to the mountain.

She was confused and asked, "What are we doing here?"

"I'll watch the sunrise with you." Yan Zhengting didn't stop, but lowered his head to look at her and replied with a smile.

Hearing this, Qian Yiman looked up in surprise. She never expected this to be the answer.

"How did you think of bringing me here?" You can tell that her tone is full of joy.

Let me ask you, there is no woman in this world who doesn’t like romance and surprises.