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

The night was dark.

At some point, a drizzle began to fall from the sky. It was so dense that it fell on the transparent glass windows and formed streams of water that slowly rolled down...

Qian Yiman woke up from her sleep at this time. Don't ask her why she woke up in the middle of the night. The answer is that she woke up because she had to urinate. She couldn't control herself and drank an extra bowl of soup during dinner.

She held her breath and slowly moved the strong arms around her waist away. Just when she was about to succeed, the man's hoarse voice sounded above her head.

"what happened?"

"I need to go to the bathroom. I drank too much soup last night..."

They have been married for so many years, so there is nothing to be embarrassed about when they say they were woken up by the urge to pee.

Yan Zhengting stretched out his left hand and turned on the bedroom light. The room suddenly became as bright as day. Before Qian Yiman could react, he used his right hand to block the light for her, fearing that she would feel dazzled.

There is really no other man who is so attentive and considerate and loves his wife. It is estimated that there are not many such men in this world. Qian Yiman felt lucky again because she happened to have one.

Before she could finish feeling touched, she found herself being held in mid-air.

Although it was not the first time, Qian Yiman still felt like a child who could not take care of herself.

She patted the man on the shoulder, and considering that her parents-in-law also lived at home, she lowered her voice and said, "I'll go by myself..."

"You're in a daze, so you don't bump into the door again..."

"..."

Qian Yiman felt ashamed, thinking back to the time last year when she got up in the middle of the night to look for the toilet and bumped into the bathroom door while half asleep.

I have to say, it is indeed a bit dull.

Qian Yiman buried her head in the man's neck and protested, "Don't mention the past anymore..."

Looking at the ostrich-like posture of the person in his arms, Yan Zhengting chuckled softly, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose...

Qian Yiman bit the man's neck lightly and threatened him viciously, "Yan Zhengting, stop laughing..."

"Okay, stop laughing..." Walking to the bathroom, Yan Zhengting carefully put her on the ground and deliberately asked her, "Do you want my help..."

"roll."

After solving the major issue in her life, Qian Yiman felt relaxed both physically and mentally.

However, a new problem arose: she found herself suffering from insomnia.

Qian Yiman lay in the man's arms, touching his chin and kissing his cheek, which made Yan Zhengting very excited.

Yan Zhengting grabbed the woman's unruly hands in his arms, turned over and pressed her down, and warned her in her ear: "Manman, if you move again, I will not be polite..."

"..."

Thinking of the scene of being eaten clean that night, Qian Yiman felt her waist and legs ache and she closed her eyes immediately out of fear, "Don't move, don't move, I'm falling asleep..."

"Well, be good..."

Yan Zhengting couldn't help but sigh in his heart. There was nothing he could do. He had just tormented her for such a long time before going to bed, and now he really couldn't bear to continue bullying her.

Seeing that the man was sleeping with her in his arms obediently, Qian Yiman finally felt relieved and was glad that she had escaped the danger.

However, the more I wanted to sleep, the harder it was to fall asleep.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but Qian Yiman thought the man had fallen asleep, so she reached out and poked the chest muscles in front of her. Just as she was about to poke it a second time, she was restrained under Yan Zhengting.

"What did I just say, huh?"

Qian Yiman swallowed her saliva and argued for herself: "No, I just wanted to test whether you were asleep or not..."

Yan Zhengting did not respond.

She made her excuses and he was busy with his things, and neither of them could influence the other.

Qian Yiman felt a chill on her body and realized it was too late. Judging from the trend, it was impossible to stop it.

However, you still have to make an effort.

Qian Yiman put her hands on the man's broad chest and struggled meaninglessly: "Don't...my parents are next door..."

"They are experienced people, they will understand..."

"..."

The night was too long after all. Qian Yiman felt like she was going to faint several times, but she didn't in the end.

She raised her hand to wipe the sweat off the man's forehead and said in a broken voice:

"You... um..."

"What...when is the best time..."

"When the sun rises, I will be ready..."

"..."

Hearing this, Qian Yiman's eyes went dark, but she still failed to faint.