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

After cleaning the house, Yan Zhengting said something to Qian Yiman, and then went out to notify a few friends to come to his house for dinner the day after tomorrow.

The sun has set and it's so cold.

Qian Yiman went to the kitchen and heated the dumplings brought by Mrs. Lin in the pot, just in time to eat them when Yan Zhengting came home.

While the dumplings were still hot in the pot, she took out a small bowl and prepared a sauce for dipping. The ratio of soy sauce and vinegar is about 1:3, and then add a little sugar. She liked to eat like this in her previous life.

The dumplings are a bit dry when eaten alone. It seems that they should be served with soup to make them perfect.

Qian Yiman placed two bowls, put seaweed and dried shrimps brought from home in each bowl, and sprinkled a little salt. Finally, as long as the boiling water was boiled, it would be hot seaweed soup.

When Yan Zhengting returned home, the dumplings were just coming out of the pot, steaming hot.

"You're back. Go wash your hands and get ready to eat."

Thinking that the seaweed soup had not been brewed yet, Qian Yiman ran to the kitchen and brought out a boiling water bottle, poured boiling water into it, and it was done.

High-end ingredients often require simple cooking methods.

This is a purely lazy approach, and everyone deserves it.

Yan Zhengting came out after washing his hands. He looked at his little wife who greeted him warmly, then looked at the dumplings and the special seaweed soup on the table. He felt inexplicably good.

"How's the soup?" Qian Yiman looked at him expectantly, with the words "please praise" clearly written on his face.

People who didn't know it thought she had cooked some extraordinary dish.

"This soup looks very special, but it tastes pretty good..." I sat down and took a sip. I felt that the taste of the soup was quite refreshing, with a little bit of the deliciousness of seaweed and dried shrimps.

"I think it's pretty good too, hehe." This answer satisfied her very much.

"I made this sauce according to my own taste. I don't know if you like it. Do you want to try it?" After recommending the seaweed soup, he started to recommend the sauce.

If this is sales, she must have a place in the sales world.

"Well, it's delicious. Is this how you eat it at home?"

Yan Zhengting had never tasted sauce made this way before, and it was really delicious at first taste.

"It doesn't matter. When I went to other cities with my parents, I ate there and then I became addicted and couldn't control it."

"Yeah, I like it too, it's really delicious."

"Captain Yan, it's very tasteful. I can't eat any more. Can you help me eat the rest?" The dumplings in the north are really big. There are ten dumplings left.

"You don't like it if you eat so little?" This girl with thin arms and legs still eats so little, and he still wants to feed her a little fatter.

"It's delicious. I'm really full. I can only ask Commander Yan to help eliminate them." Qian Yiman pushed the plate in front of the man, a little embarrassed because he had already let this man eat her leftovers several times. .

"I need to eat more in the future, I'm too thin."

"Captain Yan, I can't do this..." Qian Yiman is a dramatist and does whatever he says.

The charming look of the little woman in front of him made Yan Zhengting's throat tighten and his heart beat out of rhythm.

Then he pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Ahem, try to eat as much as possible."

"Okay, I'll try my best." Judging from the experience of a generation that was laid low in the previous life, it's up to you to respond first, and whether you can do it or not is another matter.

Watching handsome men eat is also a pleasing thing.

But this man had a big appetite, and he just finished thirty or forty dumplings.

After Yan Zhengting finished eating the dumplings, he consciously went to the kitchen to wash dishes and pots. Comrade Qian Yiman expressed his satisfaction.

"I'm so full. I wonder if I have the honor to invite Commander Yan out for a walk?"

"You do." Yan Zhengting carefully helped her wrap the scarf before taking her out.

Qian Yiman was very pleased with the man's thoughtfulness, and felt happy following him. Even the weather gave her the illusion of getting warmer.

Sure enough, there is some truth in what the big guys say about wise men not falling in love.

Love brain is dangerous!

After walking around the neighborhood, Qian Yiman's nose turned red from the cold, and then the couple went home.

Qian Yiman took a shower first and lay down on the bed. He didn't dare to move. He felt very cold even if he moved even an inch.

It wasn't until Yan Zhengting lay down that he dared to move over to him. In winter, on the importance of having a man in bed to warm the quilt.

"It's so cold." When winter comes, his hands and feet become cold, so Qian Yiman unceremoniously cuddles up to his man to keep warm.

"It won't be cold in a while..."

Qian Yiman felt a heavy weight on his body. When he looked up, the man's eyes began to darken and his movements began to become dishonest.

She thought she knew what was going to happen next. But I have no intention of refusing, life is all about enjoyment!

Male lust is misleading!

Feeling the young woman's innocent response and her seductive moans, all this made Yan Zhengting feel even hotter, and the next operation was as fierce as a tiger's.

Although Yan Zhengting had been married once before, he also had a daughter. However, he could count on one hand the number of times he and his ex-wife had met each other in a year, and he had never been very enthusiastic about this matter, so his experience in this area was only a few times.

In his past life, he considered himself a person with a pure heart and few desires.

But this little woman under him could always make him lose control again and again, disrupt his mood, and make him insatiable.

Many times, with just one look from her, he would be distracted... unable to control himself.

"Manman..."

On this winter night, the bedroom of Commander Yan’s house was full of spring scenery.

Since your mind is confused, let’s be more thorough.

"Bad, almost, just, that's enough..." Qian Yiman said intermittently, not knowing when the people above him would be off.

"almost……"

This is not fast at all.

The amount of exercise tonight is still excessive.

This night, Qian Yiman once again had the upper hand.