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

Qian Yiman went to the second floor, walked through the corridor, and arrived outside the study with ease.

The door of the study was not closed, and Yan Zhengting was sitting at the desk.

The sunlight came in through the glass window. His profile had clear and strong features and his nose was high. Reflected in the sunlight, he looked indescribably handsome.

The man's slender and handsome hand held a pen and wrote something on the paper.

Qian Yiman leaned against the door with her arms folded across her chest, not saying a word, just looking at him quietly.

Although Yan Zhengting was writing at his desk, he had heard her footsteps a long time ago. He thought she would come directly over, but he waited for a long time and there was no movement.

The pen in his hand paused, and he raised his head to look at the door of the study.

Sure enough, his wife was staring at him. Her bright eyes were filled with tiny starlight, as if they could speak, and were very attractive.

My mood, which was not very good to begin with, inexplicably became better at this moment, just because of her.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and at the same time he had a bit of a playful thought, "Manman, do you want to come closer and take a look?"

"......" Qian Yiman felt embarrassed when she was caught peeping. She subconsciously said, "Who said I was looking at you? I was just looking out the window..."

Yan Zhengting did not continue the topic. He just put down the pen in his hand and waved at her, his tone full of undisguised fondness, "Come here."

Such a gentle man always makes people feel helpless.

As if possessed by some mysterious force, Qian Yiman obediently walked towards the man in front of the desk who opened his arms to her.

Moreover, before taking a step forward, he was considerate enough to lock the door of the study, as if he knew something might happen later.

When she came to him, Yan Zhengting exerted some strength, held her arm and pulled her into his arms, the action was intimate and natural. Qian Yiman leaned back, her whole body was wrapped in the man's warm and strong embrace, and his familiar breath made her heart beat faster for some reason.

"Okay, now it's close enough, we can take a look." Suddenly, the man's warm breath and his deep, pleasant voice came to my ears.

As if bewitched, Qian Yiman turned her head, her gaze slowly moved upwards, and the two of them looked into each other's eyes.

Qian Yiman didn't know what she was thinking, and she fell into the trap of male beauty.

She stared at him blankly for a long while before she realized that she had been led into the ditch by this man again.

what! ! ! ! !

Male beauty can mislead people!!

Seeing her gaze that had nowhere to hide, Yan Zhengting felt a little better. He lowered his head and kissed her hard on the lips.

Then, he stroked her hair and continued to tease her, "How about it? Doesn't it look better at this distance?"

"It's, it's, it's okay."

Seeing that there was nowhere to hide, Qian Yiman could only lower her head, her ears red as she stammered and answered him.

After teasing her for a while, Yan Zhengting decided to stop, so as to avoid making her angry and having to coax her for a long time.

He reached out and changed her position, letting her sit facing him so that he could see her expression clearly.

"Why are you here? Huh?" Yan Zhengting put his forehead against hers and always spoke to her with some tenderness.

I have to say, the atmosphere at the moment is a bit tempting and a bit ambiguous.

Qian Yiman felt a little dizzy. She swallowed hard before speaking, "I just wanted to come up to see you. You seemed to be in a bad mood~~"

"No." Yan Zhengting denied it immediately.

"You have." Qian Yiman retorted immediately. She naturally didn't believe what he said.

"Really not." Yan Zhengting continued to deny.

"..." It had been a long time since I saw him act so childishly. Thinking of this, Qian Yiman couldn't help but find it a little funny and had to cooperate with him, "Okay, okay, if you say no, then there is no..."

"Well, I didn't."

Yan Zhengting buried his head in the crook of her neck, breathing in the faint fragrance from her body, and felt incredibly soft in his heart.

However, he was still very stubborn and it was impossible for him to admit it.