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

While I was asleep, I could vaguely hear the sounds of children playing and fighting in the living room.

Qian Yiman rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked up at the ceiling for a while to wake herself up.

I turned sideways and glanced at the seat next to me. It was empty; the man was gone.

Then she got up, put on her slippers, walked to the window, reached out and pulled open the curtains.

Summer rain comes and goes quickly. It was windy and rainy last night, but today the sky is clear.

If nothing unexpected happens, today will be another hot day.

Qian Yiman leaned against the window, enjoying the morning breeze, quietly looking at the blue sky and white clouds, and listening to the birds singing on the branches...

At this moment, my heart is particularly peaceful.

Qian Yiman felt relaxed all over just by quietly emptying her mind.

However, the children's laughter kept lingering in her ears, reminding her that she had to show up quickly.

She thought that if she didn't go out, it would not be long before those two brats would come and knock on the door to wake her up.

Qian Yiman collected her thoughts, walked to the closet, picked out a set of clothes, and changed out of her pajamas.

She raised her wrist to check the time, but found that her hand was empty and her watch was still on the bedside table and she was not wearing it.

Qian Yiman walked towards the head of the bed and found that there was not only a watch on the bedside table, but also a small bunch of white jasmine flowers, which looked fresh and elegant.

As usual, there was a small note under the jasmine flower. She picked up the jasmine flower and put it under her nose to smell it. The fragrance was light and pleasant...

A smile spread across Qian Yiman's face, and she couldn't hide the happiness in her heart. She didn't know where this man picked the jasmine flowers from.

Qian Yiman reached out and picked up the small note again. She looked at the sweet words the man had left on it, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

In the mornings over the years, he would often pick various kinds of flowers and place them on her bedside as a surprise to her while she was still asleep.

Of course, the little sweet words on the note are also indispensable.

And Qian Yiman has been delighted over the years by Yan Zhengting, a man who is becoming more and more romantic.

In recent years, Yan Zhengting has sent more and more flowers. In order to facilitate flower arrangement, Qian Yiman directly placed a vase on the desk.

She took the jasmine flowers to the desk, put them in the vase, and then stood there admiring them for a long time, feeling very happy.

Finally, after admiring enough, she pulled out a chair and sat down.

He opened the drawer and put the little note written by Yan Zhengting into his treasure collection box.

Inside were all the little love notes that Yan Zhengting had written to her over the years. Qian Yiman treasured them so much that she would take them out and secretly look at them from time to time.

Look, at this moment, she couldn't help but open a few notes and began to review the man's sweet words.

However, before she could enjoy the beauty for long, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

It's obvious with just a little thought that it must be those two brats at home.

Sure enough, the next second, the voices of two brats were heard outside the door.

"Mom, wake up!"

"Mom, don't stay in bed..."

"Mommy mommy……"

"Hey! Here it comes!" Qian Yiman shook her head helplessly, carefully put away the things and closed the drawer again.

When she opened the bedroom door, Yan Qinbei stepped forward and said, "Mom, didn't you say that going to bed early and getting up early is good for your health..."

Qian Yiman: "..."

She also wants to go to bed early and get up early!

But your father is too troublesome!