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

A ray of warm sunlight shone through the window and fell on the floor, shining with golden light.

At the same time, Qian Yiman turned over in the warm quilt and slowly woke up...

She rubbed her sleepy eyes with her hands, and then habitually leaned to the side, hoping to find that warm embrace, but as expected, she found nothing.

Qian Yiman then realized that the man who had been sleeping here had been driven to her son's room by her.

Habits are a terrible thing.

She hadn't slept well in the past few days since Yan Zhengting was kicked out of the bedroom. Whether she woke up in the middle of the night or in the morning, she would naturally move over to the side, but each time she ended up hugging nothing.

Qian Yiman lay on her side on the bed, staring at the empty and cold space, feeling empty inside.

In fact, he didn't do anything excessive. Can the punishment be ended early?

However, if I were to ask him to come back now, it would be quite embarrassing.

"Tsk..." Qian Yiman became irritated after struggling for so long, rolling back and forth on the bed.

“Ah… This is so annoying…”

"I'm so annoyed. I'm so annoyed..."

This monologue lasted for a long time, and Qian Yiman stopped because she felt a little tired.

You know what, going crazy is really a very tiring thing.

She reached for the watch on the bedside table and glanced at the time: eight five.

Normally, the children would have already gotten up, so why was the living room so quiet today?

Besides, today is Saturday, so normally we should be able to hear their playing at home.

The more she thought about it, the more strange it seemed to her. Qian Yiman could no longer lie down and jumped up from the bed.

I changed my clothes as quickly as possible, walked to the window, pulled open the curtains, and opened the window to let in fresh air.

"hiss……"

A gust of cold wind blew towards her, and Qian Yiman shivered with cold. However, it was cold, and it was really refreshing.

My mind, which was a little confused a second ago, is now clear.

Qian Yiman pushed open the door, rubbed her hands and walked out of the room, and saw Yan Zhengting at a glance.

He was sitting on the sofa flipping through a newspaper, and when he heard the noise, the newspaper no longer smelled good and his eyes immediately shifted to her.

"Woke up?"

The man had a faint smile on his lips, and even his eyebrows were soft and tender.

Qian Yiman was mesmerized by the smile on the man's face, and her heart instantly melted into water.

Qian Yiman realized that her eyes were still on him. She felt her ears getting slightly hot and she quickly looked away.

Then, she began her usual familiar operation and began to change the subject, "Why are you alone? Where are the children?"

"Lao Fang is going back today, Jingqiu is taking Xiaobei and Xiaonan back with her. I guess mom and dad miss them too..."

Yan Zhengting said this without blushing or feeling nervous. If you don't know, you might think that the three children went to their grandparents' house voluntarily.

In front of his beloved, a man always has to take the initiative in order to win her heart.

Although Yan Zhengting always has a cold face that says "keep away from strangers" when he is outside, he is proactive in front of his wife.

"Manman, I made a few of your favorite breakfast dishes."

Yan Zhengting approached her, naturally took Qian Yiman's hand, and led her to the bathroom, "Come on, let's go wash our faces and brush our teeth first..."

Qian Yiman did not struggle, and was very easy to talk to as he led her inside.

Then, let him help me brush my teeth and wash my face...

After seeing this set of filial husband behaviors, the slight awkwardness in Qian Yiman's heart had disappeared completely.

However, she still said proudly, "I'm not a child anymore..."

"No matter how old you are, I am happy to pamper you..."

The man's voice was so touching, and there was a hint of smile hidden in his dark eyes. Qian Yiman lowered her eyes, feeling her heart beating wildly.

Seeing this, the smile in Yan Zhengting's eyes deepened. It seemed that he would not have to suffer from insomnia tonight.

He lifted her up with his strong arms and held her facing him like a child, "Let's go, let's go eat..."

Qian Yiman wrapped her arms around the man's neck and hugged him back, feeling sweet from the inside out...