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

After closing the door, Qian Yiman hadn't even taken a step away when the man behind her pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

Her gaze fell on the hands that were restraining her waist. She struggled a couple of times but couldn't break free, so she had to give up.

Qian Yiman lowered her eyes, not immediately turning to look at him, and deliberately asked with a cold face, "What are you doing here?"

Seeing his wife's unwillingness to talk to him, Yan Zhengting thought to himself that he was in trouble and it seemed that he would not be so easy to coax her this time.

But what can we do?

He had no choice but to continue coaxing his wife.

He didn't want to continue sleeping in his son's small bed in his room at night.

A gentle, doting light emanated from Yan Zhengting's eyes. His voice, deep and pleasant, sounded behind Qian Yiman's ear, "Come find my wife..."

Qian Yiman: "..."

Yan Zhengting: "I miss her..."

Qian Yiman: "..."

Qian Yiman: "??????"

That old man is shameless!

Knowing she has little resistance to this, he still pretends to be pitiful from time to time.

Thinking of this, Qian Yiman's lips curled up slightly without her noticing. Yan Zhengting, standing behind her, didn't even notice that his wife was secretly smiling.

"If..." Qian Yiman resisted the urge to hug the man's arm and casually asked, "What if I said your wife doesn't want you to come looking for her?"

"My dear Manman, I missed you..." Yan Zhengting held the person in his arms, not letting her leave. The faint fragrance emanating from her body reached his nose, smelling particularly comforting. "Don't be angry anymore, okay..."

Qian Yiman shook her head, trying to pry his arms off her waist, refusing to appease him, "No, no..."

As she spoke, she turned to look at the man behind her, her words still tinged with a hint of defiance, and pointed to the door, saying, "Get out..."

The main characteristic is that they are completely unyielding and will take their anger to the extreme.

Now, Yan Zhengting was at a loss and let out a heavy sigh.

At this moment, he had a bad feeling, as if the big bed in the bedroom was getting further away from him.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!

Yan Zhengting was frustrated for almost a second before regaining his composure and rationality.

With a sudden effort, he lifted Qian Yiman off the ground. She gasped and then wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Hey, hey, hey, Yan Zhengting, you're not allowed to hug me..."

"I haven't forgiven you yet..."

"Yan Zhengting..."

Of course, Yan Zhengting didn't take her casual remarks seriously. Instead, he picked her up and carried her straight to the bedside to sit down.

"In one ear and out the other" is roughly what he meant.

Yan Zhengting sat on the edge of the bed, holding his wife in his arms, cupping her face in his hands, and first kissed her on the lips, "I was wrong before, I neglected your feelings..."

The main point is to show a good attitude in admitting mistakes and strive to go back to your room to sleep as soon as possible.

Qian Yiman gave a light "humph," and said, "Anything else?"

Judging from his tone, he's clearly still not very satisfied.

"And..." Yan Zhengting paused, then unleashed his trump card, "Let's go have a daughter right now..."

The next second, Qian Yiman was pushed onto the bed.

"Eh!"

"no no……"

"Not what? Huh?"

"Um... wait a minute, wait a minute..."

"Let's not wait any longer, let's go have our daughter now..."

This is what it means to be the most urgent task at hand!