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

Chapter 492 If you pay more, I can say more

Yan Zhengting rubbed the top of her head and whispered, "Manman, I can't control others, but you know that my eyes are always on you, and so is my heart."

Yan's love words were like a tornado, attacking her head-on. Qian Yiman said she couldn't resist it at all.

She lay on his chest and raised the corners of her mouth quietly, with a hint of arrogance in her tone, "Well, that's more like it!"

Yan Zhengting also smiled. Knowing her well, he knew that she was no longer angry.

"Fortunately, we are leaving in two days, otherwise I would be worried that she would come to see you every day." Qian Yiman raised her face, looked at the man, and asked casually: "By the way, Liang Xiuyu has never been married?"

"They got married many years ago, but I heard they divorced not long after."

"..."

Qian Yiman started to imagine all kinds of things in her mind.

She thought the plot was probably like this: a woman couldn't get the love she wanted, watched the man she loved get married, and after being heartbroken, she also found someone else to marry. In the end, she found that she still couldn't forget the man in her heart, and ended up in a hurry to divorce.

"After she got divorced, did she come to see you again?"

Qian Yiman asked "is it?" rather than "did or did not." She was almost certain that Liang Xiuyu must have come to harass Yan Zhengting later.

"Yes, more than once." Under her gaze, Yan Zhengting nodded, confirming Qian Yiman's guess, "The day after Jingqiu's mother died of illness, she also came to the house and said that as long as she married her, she would treat Jingqiu as her own daughter."

Now that the topic has been brought up, Yan Zhengting simply explained everything that had happened in the past to avoid any misunderstandings in the future.

“…” Qian Yiman was speechless.

Knowing that someone has a family, she still insists on getting entangled with him. Knowing that someone's wife has just passed away, she can come to the door to ask for marriage the next day. No matter how beautiful such a woman is, she only thinks it is pathetic and hateful.

Thinking of this, Qian Yiman couldn't help feeling a little fortunate. She pulled the man's neck down and pecked him on the lips. "Comrade Yan Zhengting, fortunately you have strong willpower and have not been touched by such a woman..."

"You know, ordinary people can't seduce me." The man's low voice lingered in her ears, like a blazing fire, making it impossible to ignore his passion and emotion, "Only you, Manman..."

Awooo... This man's ability to arouse people's hearts is really increasing with his age!

The breath he exhaled brushed against her ears, wet and hot, instantly making her heart beat faster.

The next second, Qian Yiman's face quickly flushed with a faint blush. The shy emotion quietly blossomed on her face, making her look even more beautiful and charming.

Her eyes dropped slightly, her hands subconsciously playing with the hem of his clothes, her voice tender and soft, "Comrade Yan Zhengting, do you know how good you are at sweet talk now?"

"But I like it very much..."

Holding back her inner shyness, Qian Yiman added this sentence, and immediately buried her face in the man's solid and broad chest, not wanting to come out for a long time.

Although sweet words may make people feel shy, they will also bring sweetness and beauty to their hearts.

No man could remain indifferent to his beloved woman's coy and seductive appearance, not even a man as strong-willed as Yan Zhengting. He just felt itchy in his heart, and when he thought about how he had tortured her so badly in the morning, he had to try hard to suppress the urge in his heart.

However, it's still okay to eat some tofu.

Yan Zhengting moved closer to her, gently held her earlobe in his mouth, and then said in an ambiguous tone: "Manman, if you pay more, I can talk a little more..."

Qian Yiman: "..."

After being married for so many years and having two children, Qian Yiman had naturally heard a lot of fancy words in private. She immediately understood what the "expenses" her man was talking about were.

Yan Zhengting's wave of dirty talk successfully made her bury her face a little deeper, and even her ears turned visibly red.

Seeing this, Yan Zhengting laughed softly.

Suddenly, she felt a pain in her waist. Yan Zhengting grabbed her hand and wrapped it in his palm, "Manman, you don't feel sorry for me anymore."

Qian Yiman: "..."

Why does this sound so tea-like?

She snorted in her heart and continued to remain silent.

"Be good, raise your head..."

"Don't bore yourself, dear Manman..."

"Come on, give me a kiss, please...

Seeing Qian Yiman not talking, Yan Zhengting was worried that she was bored, so he coaxed her softly. After a long time of coaxing, he finally succeeded in getting her to stop hiding her face.