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

When a couple has a chance to be alone together, what they want is that sweet, affectionate, lovey-dovey feeling without any shame or embarrassment.

On the edge of the cliff, on a large, smooth and flat rock.

Yan Zhengting was sitting there, holding his sweet and soft wife in his arms, feeling as comfortable as he could be.

Although it was already spring, the wind on the top of the mountain was still a little chilly after blowing for a long time. Qian Yiman huddled back and leaned closer to the man's warm chest.

Fortunately, Yan Zhengting was prepared. He opened the bag next to him and took out a thin blanket from it the next second.

Um? ?

Seeing Yan Zhengting take out a blanket and wrap her tightly in it like a magic trick, Qian Yiman was surprised and delighted. This man really had been so considerate to her all the time for so many years.

She pulled the man's hands into the blanket as well, turned around and asked him, "When did you put it in there?"

"I just put it in. The wind up here is a bit cool..." Yan Zhengting kept his achievements and fame to himself and did not say much.

As if she felt that it was not close enough, Qian Yiman turned around and sat on Yan Zhengting's thighs, wrapping her arms around his waist and rubbing her body against his chest affectionately, as if only this made her feel close enough.

She raised her head, looking up at the man in front of her with sparkling eyes, "Why are you so nice to me~~"

Her sweet voice and soft words gently struck Yan Zhengting's heart, making him feel like the happiest man in the world, satisfied from the inside out.

The corners of his lips slightly raised, he raised his hand and clasped the back of her head, and a slightly warm kiss fell on her soft cherry lips, "Silly Manman, if I don't treat you well, who else can I treat well..."

He didn't think much of this little thing. As a man, he should make his woman live comfortably, without worries, and happily...

To the best of his ability, he always thought about taking care of her and pampering her more.

The chill in the wind gradually dissipated as the heat spread in the air...

I don't know how long it was before the kiss finally ended, but both of them could see a sense of reluctance.

It’s just a pity that the place is not suitable and we can’t carry out other things.

She looked up and met his gaze. The man's deep eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of stars, appearing particularly bright under the warm sunshine. There was a faint smile on his lips, extremely gentle.

Just like that, all of a sudden, memories of the past emerged in an instant, returning to that winter morning, Qian Yiman recalled the scene when she first met Yan Zhengting...

That morning, she woke up and found herself in this era. After a brief period of panic, she easily accepted this fact.

Then, also on that morning, she met the most important man in her life.

When they met for the first time, their understanding of each other was actually very limited, but she remembered clearly that his appearance and figure were in line with her aesthetic standards.

So, without thinking of refusing, she gladly accepted the marriage.

It turns out that a momentary impulse can also be a good thing.

Ten years had passed, but the years didn't seem to have left too many traces on him. He was still the same look she liked, and she would often feel her heartbeat quicken when they looked at each other.

Many people say that true love is repetitive, falling in love with the same person over and over again.

She thought, it seems to be true.

Every day, you can fall in love many times...

Maybe it's a look between each other, maybe it's a smile, maybe it's a hand holding, or maybe it's a hug...

In short, love is everywhere.