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

Qian Yiman put her hand on Yan Zhengting's chest, moving them a little further apart to maintain what she considered a safe distance.

"Mom called me this afternoon and I answered the phone."

"Well, what did you say?"

Yan Zhengting's mouth and hands were busy, and he unbuttoned the buttons of their pajamas in no time.

The skillfulness of the technique is breathtaking!

You can tell he's been practicing a lot over the years.

"Yan Zhengting, wait a minute, you just promised me..."

"Well, I don't regret it, I'm just making preparations first..."

Qian Yiman: "..."

Qian Yiman was speechless. She struggled at first, but when she saw that resistance was futile, she had no choice but to let him do it. However, she always held her last position and did not let anyone succeed.

Qian Yiman touched his head with amusement to comfort him, "Mom said that this is Xiaobei's tenth birthday, so she asked us to bring the child home to celebrate. She and Dad want to prepare a few tables and invite all the close relatives and friends..."

Yan Zhengting frowned slightly when he heard this, and it was obvious that he did not agree with his mother's approach. "It's better to keep children's birthdays simple, not too grand. I'll tell mom tomorrow..."

"Actually, I'm also worried that it would have a bad influence on my child if he celebrated his birthday too high-profile, but I also don't want to disappoint his parents..."

It must be said that the two of them were on the same page. As expected of an old married couple, they had a tacit understanding that no one else had.

Yan Zhengting grabbed a strand of Qian Yiman's hair, played with it on his fingertips, and fell into deep thought.

In fact, this is not a difficult task. After a moment, he slowly said, "I will call my parents tomorrow morning and set up two tables at home for my family to have a meal..."

Halfway through his words, he remembered that he had two good brothers who grew up together wearing open-crotch pants.

He continued, "Also, call the families of Lao Fang and Lao He over as well..."

"Comrade Yan Zhengting, your idea is good. My parents will definitely accept it." Qian Yiman nodded in affirmation. This way, she could keep a low profile and make the elderly at home happy, killing two birds with one stone.

He suddenly leaned over to get close to her, his forehead against hers, his dark eyes filled with something extremely familiar, "Manman, everything has been resolved, now we should do some serious work..."

Qian Yiman: "..."

You call this business?

She was once again impressed by the shamelessness of the man in front of her. She no longer cared about being shy and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"You are so bold that you dare to make fun of your man..."

As he spoke, the hot air he exhaled lingered in her ears. Qian Yiman felt her spine begin to feel numb, her brain began to go blank, and she felt dizzy...

Finally, they sank together and ran towards the kingdom of love.

On a spring evening, the night wind is slightly chilly.

However, the master bedroom of the Yan family was extremely hot and full of spring.

It was not until the roosters in the nearby village began to crow for the first time that the rolling waves gradually receded and the bedroom finally calmed down.

The next morning, the first ray of sunlight sneaked into the bedroom through the gap in the window and sprinkled on the floor of the room.

Following the habit of his biological clock, Yan Zhengting woke up early as usual and prepared breakfast for the whole family before going to work.

As expected, Qian Yiman slept until noon again.

After getting up, I saw the familiar breakfast in the kitchen and sat down on the chair happily to eat.

Life is long, and it’s another happy day!