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

Qian Yiman has recently entered a period of burnout. He is very lazy and finds nothing interesting to do.

I feel tired when I eat, I feel tired when I sleep, I feel tired when I walk, I feel tired even when I say a word...

I just want to lean on the sofa and watch TV every day without moving.

Yan Zhengting was heartbroken to see her lack of interest. He fed her when she ate and coaxed her to sleep. He wouldn't let her take another step if he could hold her...

In the past two days, Qian Yiman finally regained his energy, could fall asleep on his own, and had strength to walk.

The only thing is that I still haven’t been active in eating for ten thousand years.

Yan Zhengting took out the meal he had just prepared from the kitchen and shouted: "Manman, it's time to eat. See you later."

Qian Yiman heard: "..."

It’s another day when I don’t want to eat, so just pretend I didn’t hear it.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Yan Zhengting thought she was too absorbed in watching TV and didn't hear her.

So, he shouted again, "Manman, it's time to eat."

Qian Yiman continued to pretend not to hear and watched the TV with a calm face. In fact, he was a little panicked and wondered if the old man would get angry.

Seeing her like this, Yan Zhengting knew for sure that this little woman must have heard it and deliberately pretended not to hear it.

He shouted louder: "Qian Yiman!"

“Husband~~”

The old man is angry, so she should respond. Acting like a baby is her special skill.

Sure enough, the old man's voice became gentler the next moment.

"Come over for dinner."

Yan Zhengting arranged the dishes and chopsticks neatly.

"Honey~, I don't want to eat." Qian Yiman looked at her with big bright eyes, looking pitiful.

"Did you get my consent?" Yan Zhengting glanced at her and asked her ruthlessly.

"Can I agree to it myself?" Qian Yiman puffed up his cheeks and pretended to be aggrieved.

"No."

“Husband~please please~~”

This wave of advanced coquettishness was so greasy that Qian Yiman himself almost slipped.

Yan Zhengting glanced at her, said nothing, turned and walked into the kitchen.

Qian Yiman thought to himself: Did he agree?

Sure enough, when a woman acts coquettishly, a man's heart will tremble.

She decided that she would buy a book on Taozi APP another day, "Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Styles of Coquettish Women".

However, Yan Zhengting didn't do what she wanted. He went to the kitchen and only took out a slightly larger bowl.

I saw him walking to the dining table, putting a little rice into a bowl, and pouring chicken soup over it.

Then I took a new plate and put a few pieces of sweet and sour pork ribs, a few peeled prawns, and some green vegetables on it.

After doing all this, he placed the meals on the coffee table and sat next to Qian Yiman.

Yan Zhengting picked up the rice bowl, filled the chicken soup rice with a spoon and fed it to his young wife's mouth, "Open your mouth."

Qian Yiman stared at the TV intently, and subconsciously opened his mouth when he heard the sound.

After she took two bites of the meal, she finally felt that something was not quite right.

Turning around, he looked at the man sitting next to him, his eyes widened, and he said, "Husband, you are fooling me."

"No, I'm coaxing you." The love words coming from the mouth of such a handsome and handsome man can only be said to be full of lethality.

Yan Zhengting fed her another mouthful of prawns and carefully wiped the oil stains from the corners of her mouth.

I have to say that old men know how to talk about love. When he said, "I'm trying to coax you," Qian Yiman was very excited.

For the next time, she obediently ate the food fed by her man, bite by bite.

Because of Qian Yiman's cooperation, Yan Zhengting quickly completed the feeding task.

"So good." Looking at the empty plate and empty rice bowl, Yan Zhengting raised the corners of his mouth.

Seeing the cute look on the little woman's face, he even stroked her head.

"Is there any reward?" Qian Yiman asked softly.

"Yes, I will feed you after you give birth." Yan Zhengting scraped the little woman's nose and said something pointedly.

Qian Yiman's face got a little hot when he heard this, and he turned around and pretended to be busy watching TV.

After Yan Zhengting finished speaking, he put away his bowls and chopsticks and prepared to feed his internal organs.

Qian Yiman: I’m still young, and I’ve spent another day with no food to eat.

……

Before going to bed.

As usual, Yan Zhengting squatted on the ground and massaged his wife's soles, hoping to help her relieve the fatigue caused by pregnancy.

"what!"

Suddenly, the little woman screamed, startling him.

"What's wrong? Does your stomach hurt?" Yan Zhengting stopped what he was doing and asked hurriedly.

"No, no, I'm fine. Don't be nervous. It's him. He moved suddenly just now."

Qian Yiman had calmed down from the shock. As she explained, she took the man's hand and put it on her stomach.

Yan Zhengting's hand was pulled to cover her belly, and the movement coming from under the palm made him feel a strange and special emotion.

This made him speechless for a while, and he only felt sore and swollen in his throat.

Qian Yiman looked at his man's moved but at a loss expression.

He said softly: "The child's father, do you want to hear his voice?"

"it is good."

Yan Zhengting subconsciously placed his ear on his little wife's belly and listened to the sounds of life.

This was the first time they felt fetal movement, and the couple was deeply touched.

Yan Zhengting felt that something in his chest was about to overflow.

"Manman, I'm very happy."

Happy for everything you bring to me.

He followed his heart and placed a light and soft kiss on his little wife's bulging belly, without any lust.

It felt like kissing his worldly treasure...