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

Ten o'clock in the evening, at the Yan family.

The orange-yellow light illuminates the entire bedroom, appearing particularly warm and soft in the quiet night.

Qian Yiman, wearing a newly bought white floral cotton pajamas, sat at the desk and applied skin care products on her face. Her expression and movements were very serious and she did not slack off on any step.

Women...

After all, everyone cares a lot about their face.

After taking a shower, Yan Zhengting took the door handle and walked into the room. He saw his wife putting something sweet on her face...

He locked the door casually, took a few big steps behind Qian Yiman, bent down and held her whole body in his arms from behind.

"What are you applying..."

Yan Zhengting rested his chin on the crook of her neck, his nose filled with her unique faint fragrance, which directly touched the depths of his soul...

I have to admit, she can always easily make him eager and crazy...

"I just bought it. It prevents wrinkles and fights aging." Qian Yiman closed the lid, put the cream back in its place, and continued, "I heard that men will dislike their wives after being married for a long time. I have to take care of myself in advance..."

Yan Zhengting: "..."

What we are saying is, not to mention not having those fickle thoughts in this life, it is impossible to have them in the next life.

What does it mean to be more resentful than Dou E? That’s what he is now!

"Nonsense, I like you no matter what you look like, you're the prettiest." Yan Zhengting caressed her hair lovingly and compared himself to her, "Besides, I'm so much older than you, I'll be the first to get old, so don't look down on me when the time comes..."

There is a big age gap between the couple, and in fact, he should be the one who has always felt insecure.

"No, no." While saying this, Qian Yiman shook her head like a rattle. How could she dislike him?

Seeing her stop what she was doing, Yan Zhengting picked up Qian Yiman and walked to the bed, his tone gentle and serious, "Then we have agreed, you are not allowed to regret it..."

"No regrets, let's make a promise..."

"……it is good."

This is not the first time that Yan Zhengting has accompanied his wife to play pinky promises, so he feels no pressure at all.

When Qian Yiman came to her senses, she was already lying on her back on the big bed in the middle of the bedroom.

She raised her head suddenly and met the burning gaze from the man. Based on her usual understanding of him, she was still in some danger tonight!

Sure enough, the next second Yan Zhengting was seen leaning over, and it seemed that something unspeakable was going on.

Qian Yiman acted decisively and immediately covered her man's mouth with her hand to prevent him from kissing her.

Seeing her insistence, Yan Zhengting was stunned for two seconds. She rarely rejected him like this on weekdays.

"It's not that I don't want to." When Yan Zhengting was stunned, Qian Yiman put her arms around his neck and tried to explain the question above, "It's that I have something to tell you..."

While speaking, Yan Zhengting pushed Qian Yiman's hands apart and kissed the back of her hands gently, "Well, go ahead and talk, I'm listening..."

Qian Yiman: "..."

Why does this sentence sound so familiar? ?

For a moment, she was lost in memories of the past.

Didn’t this bastard fool her like this before?

Even the reason is the same.

"No." One cannot believe a man's lies. Qian Yiman very wisely stopped him from going any further. "Well... No, no..."

"Manman..."

Although the man looked a bit like a puppy abandoned by his owner, Qian Yiman still resisted the temptation of male beauty and said, "No, let me finish first."

"One minute." Yan Zhengting took a breath and compromised.

Qian Yiman: "..." Do you want to take a look at what you said? ?

"Three minutes, no more..." Seeing that she didn't say anything and looked unhappy, Yan Zhengting gave her another two minutes.

Qian Yiman didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, okay, okay..."

"Say it quickly."