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

"Master, you..."

The little cutie closed the treasure chest, turned around, and found that his owner had already run out of the space with the things.

The little cutie stared blankly at the place where Qian Yiman had just stood. He blinked, with an expression of disbelief.

What does it mean to throw it away after use?

This is! !

Qian Yiman flashed out of the space. She looked down at the potion in her hand and suddenly remembered something.

She seemed to have forgotten to say hello to the little cutie just now.

If she just left like this, it would seem that she was a scumbag and she would feel guilty about it.

Thinking of this, Qian Yiman flashed into the space again.

"Little cutie."

"?????"

The little cutie was lying in his luxurious nest, feeling sad about the passing of time, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice in his ear. He was stunned for a second before slowly turning his head.

"Owner?"

It really is the master who has returned.

The little cutie somersaulted and flew towards Qian Yiman with a look of surprise on his face.

"It's me." Seeing the little thing flying towards her happily, Qian Yiman felt warm in her heart. She reached out and touched the little cutie's head, smiling and explaining, "I left in such a hurry just now that I forgot to say hello to you. I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, it's okay. I know the master won't forget me..." The little cutie said as he rubbed his hands in his master's hand, looking like a child acting like a spoiled child.

"Okay, okay." After playing with the little cutie for a while, Qian Yiman looked at the time on her watch and said, "It's getting late. You should go back to sleep. I have to go out and give the child some medicine. I'll come in and play with you tomorrow..."

"Okay, okay, I'm going to bed..."

The little cutie knew that he was not ignored by his owner and went to bed happily.

After Qian Yiman left the space, she went to the kitchen first, poured the potion into a cup, and then took it to the child's bedroom.

The doors of the two children's bedrooms were not closed, but Qian Yiman still stood at the door and knocked twice.

"I'll come in."

"Mother……"

After Qian Yiman entered the room, she walked over and sat beside Yan Qinnan's bed, and handed the cup in her hand to him, "Come on, Xiaonan, drink this medicine quickly, it will speed up the healing of the wound..."

Yan Qinnan didn't drink it right away. He took the cup, lowered his head and sniffed it, then asked, "Mom, where did you get this medicine?"

"Well..." As it was inconvenient to directly explain the reason, Qian Yiman began to be mysterious, "It's a secret that cannot be told..."

"..."

Yan Qinnan was about to drink it when Yan Qinbei crawled over from the bed next to him and said, "Mom, you didn't add something unspeakable to it, did you?"

Qian Yiman casually patted Haoda'er's butt and pointed at the bed opposite, "What indescribable things can I add? Go to sleep..."

"Mom, I want to wait..."

"What are you waiting for? Go to bed now."

"mom……"

"One, two, ..."

No money is needed. Yiman counted to three and Yan Qinbei immediately admitted his mistake, "I'm going to sleep, I'm going to sleep, right now..."

Yan Qinbei lay on the bed, pulled the quilt over him, and went to sleep obediently.

He was afraid that if he was a second late, his father would arrive at the scene at the call of his mother.

Seeing this, Qian Yiman nodded with satisfaction, turned around and continued to coax the other older child to take the medicine.