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

Yan Zhengting had extraordinary physical strength. Qian Yiman talked in his arms for a while, then closed her eyes and fell asleep again in a daze.

The plan to get up early failed.

It was not yet seven o'clock. Yan Zhengting adjusted the two of them to a comfortable position and fell asleep with his wife in his arms.

Perhaps because of the intense exercise for such a long time, the two of them slept very deeply.

It was not until there were rapid knocks on the door that Yan Zhengting woke up slowly with a frown. Qian Yiman was so sleepy that she burrowed into the man's arms and was unwilling to open her eyes.

Outside the door, Yan Qinbei, wearing a vest and a pair of flip-flops, knocked on his parents' bedroom door.

"Dad! Dad..."

"Mom! Mom! Mom..."

"dad!……"

"mom……"

The little bastard outside the door was still knocking on the door and calling for mom and dad. Yan Zhengting felt a little headache about this. He rubbed his forehead and gently patted the back of the person in his arms to comfort her, "Be good, go back to sleep."

So, with the gentle comfort of her man, Qian Yiman fell asleep again in a daze.

Seeing this, Yan Zhengting got out of bed quietly, put on his clothes and pants, and went to open the door.

He walked out and stood at the door, then closed the door again, blocking his older son's view from looking inside.

Yan Zhengting had a gloomy face. In order to avoid waking up the people in the room, he dragged the little bastard who pestered his wife every day to the living room, "Yan Qinbei, try knocking it again."

It is said that women's expressions change faster than anything else, but I didn't expect that men are no less capable.

As gentle as Yan Zhengting's tone was to his wife on the bed a moment ago, at this moment his tone was as harsh to Haodaer standing in front of him.

Yan Qinbei was frightened by his father with just these words. He covered his mouth and mumbled, "Dad, I don't dare anymore..."

Although he said so and his attitude seemed correct, Yan Zhengting knew very well what kind of person his son was. He was 100% sure that this brat would dare to do it again next time.

He seems to have become obedient, but he won't be able to keep behaving himself for long. As long as Yan Zhengting is at home, he needs to be given a wake-up call from time to time.

"It's time to eat, eat. It's time to do homework, do homework." After giving the warning, Yan Zhengting felt that it was enough and prepared to go back to his room and continue to sleep with his wife in his arms.

He had just taken two steps when he suddenly thought of something and turned around to warn, "Also, be quiet and don't disturb your mother's sleep. Do you hear me?"

"Yeah, yeah, I get it, don't worry, Dad."

In front of his father, Yan Qinbei didn't dare to act rashly and could only nod and agree obediently. He almost raised three fingers to swear.

After all, his mother hasn't woken up yet, and if he gets beaten, no one will be able to protect him. He has understood since he was a child what it means to be a wise man if you know the times, and he has often escaped punishment by relying on his cleverness.

When his father's back disappeared from his sight, Yan Qinbei finally breathed a sigh of relief. He patted his heart with lingering fear.

He was scared to death, luckily...

His father and mother were not ready to get up yet, and when he got up just now, his younger brother showed no sign of waking up, so Yan Qinbei had to play alone in the living room.

It was really boring to play alone, and the toy car in his hand was no longer interesting. He hesitated for a moment and went to knock on his sister's door again.