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

Back in the bedroom, Qian Yiman reached out to lock the door.

Yan Zhengting held his wife in his arms and sat directly on the chair in front of the desk. Qian Yiman did not plan to get off him. She sat on his lap face to face, lying on the man's broad chest and listening to his steady and strong heartbeat.

For a moment, neither of them spoke, quietly enjoying the rare quiet moment in the afternoon.

Yan Zhengting stroked the smooth hair of the person in his arms from time to time. Qian Yiman was like a cat being stroked by its owner, so comfortable that she wanted to close her eyes.

She was afraid that she would fall asleep if she continued like this, and she thought that she still had something important to say, so she spoke tentatively, "Jingqiu just told me something..."

"Yeah." Yan Zhengting looked calm and didn't urge her. He waited quietly for her to continue.

"Jingqiu said that Zhuoyue came over and proposed to her yesterday." Qian Yiman spoke slowly and occasionally glanced up at the man's face while speaking.

Seeing that the man's face was becoming more and more gloomy, she couldn't help but begin to sympathize with Yan Jingqiu and Zhuo Yue in her heart. It seemed that this matter was not going to be easy!

She tried to persuade him, "Actually, Jingqiu also..."

This was an unusual matter, and Yan Zhengting interrupted her for once, "Tell her not to make a decision lightly about marriage."

Qian Yiman: "..."

"Also, she's not in a hurry to get married so early at her age. Let's wait a few years..."

Qian Yiman: "????"

Qian Yiman couldn't help but twitch her lips when she heard this, and she laughed even louder in her heart.

As expected, no matter how calm and capable a man is, he is bound to react when he hears that his daughter is getting married.

In fact, in this era, getting married in your twenties is not considered early marriage. Getting married at the age of eighteen or nineteen is a very common phenomenon. What's more, in rural areas, there are people who get married at the age of sixteen or seventeen.

After being married for so many years, how could Qian Yiman not know his true thoughts?

However, in a few years, won’t the young people have to wait until the opportunity is gone?

Qian Yiman secretly held back her laughter and began to speak for Yan Jingqiu.

"Jingqiu is already 24, she is not young anymore. I married you when I was 18, why didn't you say it was earlier..."

"..."

Yan Zhengting was choked by his wife's question and was speechless for a long time.

"Also, I gave birth to Xiaobei when I was 19 years old. Why didn't you say it was earlier?" Seeing that he didn't say anything, Qian Yiman continued.

"..."

This time, Yan Zhengting was speechless because he found that everything his wife said was true.

However, this really can't be blamed on him.

He fell in love with such a pretty wife at first sight. He couldn't control his heart at all and only thought about how to bring her home as soon as possible.

He now understood that the intention of marrying a wife and the intention of marrying a daughter are completely different things!

"Manman..." Yan Zhengting pressed her against his chest and lowered his head to kiss her hair. "The moods of these two are very different."

Qian Yiman didn't say anything. She reached out and pinched the man's tight arm muscles, waiting for him to continue speaking.

"At the beginning, I was very happy to marry you. But when I thought about Jingqiu getting married, I felt very complicated. I was worried..."

He always felt that she was still the little girl who loved to wear beautiful dresses and had not grown up yet.

Qian Yiman raised her head from his arms, "Besides being worried, a large part of it is because you are reluctant to let go, right?"

"..."

Yan Zhengting did not answer, but just rested his chin on the top of her head. Qian Yiman could clearly feel the man's arms around her waist tightening a little.

The answer is self-evident.