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

Chapter 717 Don’t You Have Any Idea?

"Ugh……"

The brothers Yan Qinbei and Yan Qinnan sighed deeply. They had failed in wanting a nephew, and there was even less hope for a younger brother.

After dinner, Yan Jingqiu and Zhuo Yue took their two little kids for a walk around downstairs twice to help digest the food. After going upstairs, they took turns washing up at the urging of their elder sister.

The large side-bed was big enough for two people to sleep on. Zhuo Yue helped Yan Jingqiu take out a clean bed sheet and quilt cover from the cabinet and spread it on the bed.

The blue and white plaid pattern is very suitable for two boys. The different colors make the room extra warm.

After Yan Qinbei and Yan Qinnan finished washing up, Yan Jingqiu asked Zhuoyue to take a shower as well, and then she sat down beside the bed, thinking of talking to them for a while.

After all, she has been spending less and less time at home since she got married, and she misses these two little ones quite a bit.

The sleeves of Yan Qinbei's pajamas were a little long, so Yan Jingqiu reached out to help him roll them up and asked, "Xiaobei, have you been well behaved at home recently?"

Yan Qinbei: “…”

Yan Jingqiu asked again: "Do you still go out often to be naughty and get into trouble?"

Yan Qinbei: “…”

Yan Jingqiu continued to ask: "You didn't make your parents angry, did you?"

Yan Qinbei: “…”

What I mean is, why does this sound so wrong?

Can there still be some trust between siblings?

However, he had asked this question many times before and always received the same answer, so he decided not to humiliate himself anymore.

He held back what he wanted to ask just now and changed the question, "Sister, why do you only ask me and not Xiaonan?"

Yan Jingqiu: "..."

My brother, don’t you have any idea?

Yan Qinnan: “…”

My brother, don’t you know what I am like and what you are like like?

Hearing this, Yan Jingqiu and Yan Qinnan looked at each other and the corners of their mouths twitched.

The next second, the brother and sister turned their heads to look at him and asked in unison: "Is this necessary?"

"Isn't there any?"

"No."

"Not really."

"I don't like what you two are saying..." This was the protest from Yan Qinbei.

"If you don't like it, then don't listen." Yan Jingqiu laughed secretly in her heart, stuffed him into the bed, and urged him, "Go to bed quickly. I'll take you to the park tomorrow."

After saying that, Yan Jingqiu stood up and prepared to leave.

Little boy Yan Qinnan lay obediently on the inside against the wall, while Yan Qinbei slept on the outside. He reached out and held his sister.

Lying in the bed, blinking a pair of dark and bright eyes, pretending to be sad, "Sister, your words just now seem to have hurt my heart a little, and I urgently need to make up for it..."

When the acting addiction comes, nothing can stop it.

Little Yan Qinnan said he couldn't bear to watch it. After taking a glance, he turned sideways and lay facing the wall, trying to pretend that out of sight, out of mind.

As siblings for many years, Yan Jingqiu naturally noticed it, but she was still happy to play with him for a while.

She sat back on the bed, crossed her arms, raised her eyebrows and said, "Then tell me, how do you want to make up for it?"

"Sister, Dad won't give us a brother, please give us a nephew..."

Yan Jingqiu: "..."

I really didn't expect that the topic would come back here.

Fortunately, there was only a dim bedside lamp left in the room, which perfectly concealed the unnatural expression on Yan Jingqiu's face.

"Children need to go to bed early and get up early in order to grow taller. Go to bed quickly..."

After saying that, she stood up and left the room, closing the door tightly.

Yan Jingqiu took her pajamas and went to the bathroom to wash up. When she returned to the bedroom, she found that Zhuo Yue was still awake and was reading a book.

After Yan Jingqiu lay down in bed, Zhuo Yue put down the book in his hand and placed it on the bedside table.

Is there anything more important than embracing a wife?

The bedroom was dark and so quiet that even each other's breathing could be heard clearly, as if it had been magnified countless times.

Gradually, even through the clothes, Yan Jingqiu could feel the temperature coming from the person next to her, which was getting hotter and hotter.

Suddenly, that familiar and warm breath lingered in my ears, with a hint of temptation, "Jingqiu, let's give Xiaobei and Xiaonan a nephew..."

Yan Jingqiu: "..."

It seems that we can't get over the topic of having a nephew tonight.