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

The couple were very affectionate and had no shame at all, kissing and hugging each other for a long time.

Qian Yiman leaned comfortably in her man's arms, holding his big hand and carefully observing his palm lines. Yan Zhengting didn't know whether she understood or not, but he looked very serious.

Just keep her happy and let her do whatever she wants.

Yan Zhengting used his free hand to help her tidy up her hair and pinched her soft and plump earlobes. "Did you see anything?"

"Yes." Qian Yiman raised her head with a serious look on her face, "Now I declare that our comrade Yan Zhengting will live a long life, be blessed with great fortune, have two sons and two daughters, a happy marriage, rise to prominence, and be forever happy..."

There was no way, she just had this kind of mysterious confidence, she felt that Yan Zhengting had to live such a perfect life! He was just as blessed as she said!

The compliments came pouring in like they were free, and Yan Zhengting was amused by the endless list of blessings from his wife. The smile on her face was like the warm sun in winter, shining brightly on Qian Yiman, who couldn't take his eyes off it.

Yan Zhengting pinched her smiling face and felt that the skin in his hands was smooth and delicate, completely different from his own.

He said in a joking tone: "If you speak so seriously, what if someone thinks you are a charlatan someday?"

Qian Yiman held the man's cheeks with both hands and kissed him again and again before she was satisfied. Then Qian's love words blurted out, "Then I will only be your charlatan..."

"..." Yan Zhengting said that he was coaxed by his wife.

After saying that, Qian Yiman didn't wait for his reaction, she directly pulled down his neck and gently covered his lips.

After the kiss, he left quickly again, "How about it, are you feeling better now?"

"Ah."

Knowing what she was asking, Yan Zhengting did not deny it. After being married for many years, they had some tacit understanding.

As soon as she came up to him, she kissed him, hugged him, and said a lot of sweet words to him. Even if he was in a bad mood before, it almost disappeared at this moment.

"Well, there is one more thing I want to confess to you." Qian Yiman looked guilty as she spoke. "Actually, Jingqiu and I ran into that boy outside before, but I couldn't find the right time to tell you..."

Regarding this question, Yan Zhengting did not seem surprised at all, "Well, it's okay, I guessed it."

Um? ?

Qian Yiman was originally looking down at the buttons on his clothes because she felt guilty. When she heard this, she immediately raised her head and asked, "You know? How did you know?"

By the way, was she really that obvious?

"You reacted so calmly after seeing the two of them, is there anything I can't see?" When saying this, Yan Zhengting's expression seemed to be as if to say, does your man look so stupid?

"...Hehehe...That's true..." After listening to his explanation, Qian Yiman suddenly felt that she had asked a very nonsense question. She touched her nose and said embarrassedly: "That makes sense, that makes sense..."

The next second, she began to change the subject, deciding to comfort her husband's fragile old father's heart, "However, men should get married when they are old enough, and women should get married when they are old enough, so don't be too sad..."

"Well, not sad."

"Jingqiu is at a good age to get married. When she gets married, the house will be much quieter..." As she was talking, Qian Yiman suddenly had an idea and said her main point, "How about I give birth to another daughter for you?"

"...No, I have you."

Comrade Yan Zhengting always remained sober and took a very firm stance, and was determined not to be led into a trap by Comrade Qian Yiman.

Qian Yiman's idea of ​​persuading him to have a daughter was shelved again, and he could only wait until the next day when he had the chance to make a comeback.