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

Inside the Yan family's bedroom.

The man's long, slender fingers were fastening the buttons on his clothes, but his gaze remained fixed on Qian Yiman, never leaving her.

After buttoning up the last button, Yan Zhengting walked over to Qian Yiman and sat down on the edge of the bed.

He lowered his eyes to gaze at her slightly flushed cheeks, and gently ruffled her hair with his hand, his actions filled with unconscious doting affection.

"Close your eyes, sleep a little longer..." The man's voice was deep and pleasant, with a hint of hoarseness and languor after their lovemaking. He lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead. "I'm going to work..."

Qian Yiman lay on his lap and lazily responded, "Mmm."

It wasn't that she was being arrogant; she had just overexerted herself with the exercise, and she simply didn't have the strength to speak.

"Don't worry, I'll get my lunch from the cafeteria..." Yan Zhengting said before standing up to leave for work.

"Oh..." Qian Yiman was still languid, but this time she took an extra step and glanced up at her husband.

She lowered her head, then looked up again, and called out, "Yan Zhengting."

Yan Zhengting, who was just one step away from stepping out of the room, stopped in his tracks when he heard his wife calling him.

He turned around, a smile playing on his lips. "What's wrong?"

"Are you reluctant to part with me?"

Qian Yiman: "..."

This man's skin is getting thicker and thicker.

"You've misunderstood." Qian Yiman's lips twitched, and thinking of her aching back, she got straight to the point, "I just wanted to say, don't be so unrestrained next time..."

"Be careful of kidney deficiency..."

"After all, she's this age..."

As she finished speaking, Qian Yiman's voice grew softer and softer, but every word still reached Yan Zhengting's ears.

Watching the man approach her step by step, Qian Yiman felt extremely guilty. She secretly glanced at him and unconsciously swallowed.

what to do?????

Just now, it seems like she stepped on a landmine...

Before she could figure out how to coax him, Yan Zhengting scooped her up from the bed and placed her on his lap.

Yan Zhengting: "I have kidney deficiency?"

Qian Yiman: "..."

"At my age..." Yan Zhengting paused, gently biting her earlobe, his tone dangerous, "What age am I, hmm?"

Qian Yiman: "..."

"Ah..." The situation was urgent, and she felt she should say something to defend herself. "Um, um... I mean, it's a good age..."

"You are at the prime of your life, in the very essence of youth..."

Yan Zhengting: "..."

"Practice a few more times next time, and you'll sound even better..."

Qian Yiman: "..."

That scoundrel of a man has become exceptionally petty whenever age is involved these past few years.

She raised her arms and wrapped them around the man's neck, then gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

The next second, she quickly switched to the mode of coaxing the "petty" man.

"Oh, actually I just said it offhand..."

"You're not old, really, you're not old at all..."

Yan Zhengting raised an eyebrow, his expression clearly conveying disbelief.

"It's really true, believe me, even if you get older, in my heart you'll always be the youngest and most handsome..."

Yan Zhengting: "..."

It seems like not a single word he wanted to hear.

However, it doesn't matter, he has his own way of dealing with her.