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

The sun rose from the horizon and the sky was already bright.

The person in the master bedroom woke up from a dream and opened his eyes dazedly. Qian Yiman subconsciously looked to the side, and found that the seat was empty.

Considering that today is Sunday and thinking of taking the two children out for a walk, Qian Yiman got up from the bed after lying in bed for a while.

Her movements were so clean and neat, without any trace of the lazy habit that usually made her inseparable from her bed.

She got out of bed and walked to the windowsill, raised her arms, and pulled open the floral curtains.

The early morning sunlight shines through the window, rushing into the room, illuminating the interior with golden light.

The birds outside the window were chirping on the branches, and the dewdrops on the leaves were sparkling in the sun before they could roll down.

A warm and energetic day quietly unfolds.

At this time, Yan Zhengting pushed the door open and saw her standing by the window in a thin nightgown, enjoying the breeze.

He closed the door casually, picked up the coat on the chair and walked over, "It's a chilly morning, why don't you put on a coat..."

Hearing the man's voice coming from behind, Qian Yiman turned around and said, "Um... I forgot..."

It would have been better if she hadn't said it, but after saying it, she really felt a little chilly, and she hugged her arms unconsciously.

The next second, a coat was put on me, and then I was embraced in a warm and broad embrace.

In an instant, the coldness faded away.

"you……"

Qian Yiman had just uttered a word when suddenly, the man behind her picked her up and hugged her horizontally.

Yan Zhengting carried her away from the windowsill, walked to the bed and sat down, resting his chin gently on her hair, and asked in an unspeakably gentle voice, "Where do you want to go today?"

Qian Yiman leaned back in the man's arms, enjoying this intimate moment very much. The familiar scent on him always made her feel at ease.

She closed her eyes comfortably and said slowly, "Take the two children to the park for a walk. I promised to take them to fly kites last time."

"it is good."

"Oh, by the way, we still have to go to the bookstore. Xiaonan wants to buy some books..."

"it is good."

"Also, Sister Fang sent two kilograms of red dates yesterday. Let's take them to Jingqiu to nourish her body..."

"Okay, let's go." Yan Zhengting lowered his head and kissed her forehead, then asked softly, "Are you hungry?"

"A little bit."

"Then let's change our clothes and go out for breakfast..."

After saying that, Yan Zhengting went straight to help her change her clothes. Although they had been married for many years, Qian Yiman still felt a little embarrassed.

She grabbed the man's hand and subconsciously wanted to refuse, "I can do it myself..."

"What else can't I see, huh?"

When he said this, Qian Yiman could clearly feel the hot and moist breath coming from her ears. Alarm bells went off in her mind and she immediately let go of her hand. If he wanted to help, then let him help.

It’s better not to provoke him at this sensitive time in the morning to avoid any accidental conflict.

It is more important to change clothes early and go out for a good meal.

Having said that, when Yan Zhengting was helping his wife change her clothes, although he was tempted to do something, reason eventually prevailed.

In the end, he just took advantage of her lightly and let her go.

When Qian Yiman came out of the bathroom after washing up, several breakfast items were already placed on the table, including white porridge, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, salted duck eggs and pickled mustard tubers.

Qian Yiman took a sip of porridge and found that the man was about to go out, so she asked him, "It's time to have breakfast, where are you going?"

"You eat first, I'll be back soon."