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

Yan Jingqiu and Zhuoyue's marriage was finally agreed upon and settled.

Zhuo Yue was extremely efficient in this matter. As soon as he returned home, he explained the situation to his parents and asked them to go to the Yan family to propose marriage as soon as possible.

After hearing this, Zhuo's father and mother were happy for their silly son. As they were highly educated people, they naturally would not propose marriage so rashly.

The old couple were so excited that they couldn't sleep, and they started preparing various gifts for the visit the next day, trying not to be impolite in front of their future in-laws.

After get off work, Zhuo Yue found an opportunity to tell Yan Jingqiu about this in advance, and asked her to go home and ask her family which day would be more convenient.

At the dinner table, Yan Jingqiu brought up the matter with Yan Zhengting and Qian Yiman, and finally the decision fell into the hands of Qian Yiman. After much deliberation, she decided to set the date on the weekend.

There is no need to go to school or work on weekends, so it is more convenient for everyone.

Summer night.

The cool breeze dispelled the remaining heat of the day, and the earth returned to tranquility, leaving only the stars in the sky twinkling and the cicadas chirping in the trees...

The warm orange light illuminated the entire bedroom. The electric fan beside the bed had been set to the lowest speed and was working hard.

Qian Yiman stood in front of the open wardrobe with her hands on her hips, struggling to find clothes that she was completely satisfied with.

Although Yan Zhengting has been sitting at the head of the bed reading a book after taking a shower, it does not mean that he is not paying attention to his wife's every move.

He folded a corner of the page he was reading, then closed the book and placed it on the bedside table.

It's no exaggeration to say that the bed in front of Yan Zhengting was already half covered with all kinds of clothes. He looked up with a smile on his face and saw Qian Yiman still rummaging through the closet, insisting on not giving up.

He took the watch from the bedside table and saw that the hands showed half past nine. Almost an hour had passed since the beginning of the day.

It is said that loving beauty is a woman's nature, and this is especially true for one's own wife.

Yan Zhengting got off the bed, walked straight to the closet, picked her up without saying a word, walked to the bed, and then put her on the bed.

He ruffled her black and smooth hair with his big hands and whispered, "Be good, it's getting late, it's time to go to bed."

Qian Yiman was caught off guard by Yan Zhengting and put on the bed. She was still a little unresponsive. She hugged the man's neck and shook her head, "No, no, I haven't picked out my clothes yet~~"

Her future in-laws will be visiting this weekend, and she has to present a perfect image. As the mistress of the Yan family, she has to hold her ground during their first meeting and not fall behind in any aspect.

Yan Zhengting took off the hair band from her hair and put it back on the bedside table, "No need to look at it."

"Ah?" Qian Yiman was confused.

"Pick a time and go directly to the mall to buy new clothes. Buy as many as you want as you like." Yan Zhengting said this with as much generosity as possible.

Then, he pointed at the clothes spread out on the bed and said, "Don't worry about these. I'll take care of them. Just lie down and go to sleep."

Qian Yiman: "..."

She was arranged like this, and the arrangement was very clear. It turned out that men and women think about problems in completely different ways.

However, wasn't the hour she just spent hesitating and wandering a waste of time?

Qian Yiman was in a daze and Yan Zhengting put her to bed like a child, and he considerately pulled a thin sheet over her belly.

Qian Yiman was not sleepy at all. She leaned on the pillow but her eyes were following her man. She saw him walk to the end of the bed, fold the clothes that she had messed up one by one, and put them back into the closet.

Yan Zhengting is very good at hands-on work and does things efficiently and effectively. The whole process only took him about the time of an entire song.

He closed the wardrobe door and turned around to see his wife staring at him with her bright big eyes, full of energy.

Yan Zhengting smiled helplessly, walked forward and lay down beside her, stretched out his arm and hooked her into his arms.

He pinched Qian Yiman's chin and asked in a low voice, "Can't sleep?"

"Ah."

As she spoke, Qian Yiman snuggled into his arms again.

"Since I can't sleep, let's do something that will help me sleep..."

As the man finished speaking, the lights in the bedroom dimmed with a "click" and the temperature in the bedroom rose sharply, becoming scorching hot.

The moonlight floats, and every bit of love is like a spark, gradually spreading across the prairie, blooming to its heart's content in the long night...

Summer nights are still very long.