Second pregnancy, sixth child: The beloved mom's disguise has been exposed again.

Chapter 178 No one was watching, and springtime filled the room.

Ning Yao was so frightened that she froze, letting her arm rest on the back of Wen Tingye's neck.

She was naturally cold-natured, but whenever she was entangled with Wen Tingye, she would uncontrollably feel hot and her whole body would become hot and soft.

“If you’re shy in front of your friends, I can take you to a hotel,” Wen Tingye whispered in Ning Yao’s ear.

The man's voice was naturally deep and magnetic. Speaking at such close range, Ning Yao felt a warm current rush through her body. Instinctively, she wanted to get closer to Wen Tingye and seek physical contact with him, as if that would make her feel better.

Ning Yao turned her head away, somewhat annoyed, and punched Wen Tingye on the shoulder a few times, though she didn't use much force.

For Wen Tingye, those punches were like tickling him.

Ning Yao thought to herself: This man only knows how to flirt with her, yet she is completely helpless against him.

Perhaps because it wasn't her first time with Wen Tingye, she wasn't so resistant, and even a little expectant.

Wen Tingye chuckled softly without saying a word, then took out his phone and called the bodyguard guarding outside the teachers' apartment, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Book a presidential suite at the hotel across from the school."

Wen Tingye picked up Ning Yao and got up with a graceful and swift movement. Just as the two were about to leave, Ning Yao thought for a moment. She was the one who brought Cui Mengmeng here, so she couldn't just leave without saying goodbye, could she?

She jumped off Wen Tingye's arms, not even bothering to put on her slippers, and ran to the bedroom, knocking on the door twice.

Cui Mengmeng carefully pried open a crack in the door, peeked out, and sized up Ning Yao.

"I'm going out for a bit. You can rest here without worry." Ning Yao's cheeks were still flushed an unnatural red, and her eyes were filled with spring water.

Cui Mengmeng understood, opened the door, and, holding her belongings, glanced at Wen Tingye. However, she said to Ning Yao, "I heard everything. You're going to book a room."

The moment the words "book a room" were uttered, Ning Yao's face turned even redder, like a ripe red apple about to drip with juice.

"I'd better go. There are always paparazzi around the hotel across from the Communication University. It wouldn't be good if you got photographed."

Cui Mengmeng discussed with Ning Yao to prevent Ning Yao from appearing on the school forum homepage again and being gossiped about, with people saying that she had a sugar daddy.

"Besides, this was originally your and President Wen's love nest. I'm leaving now, Yao Yao, good luck!"

After saying that, Cui Mengmeng ran out of the bedroom in a flash. When she passed Wen Tingye, she bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle.

Ning Yao watched with amusement as Cui Mengmeng fled as if she were running away. Just as she was about to ask Wen Tingye to find someone to take care of Cui Mengmeng, Wen Tingye had already taken out his phone and called his subordinates, giving them clear and unambiguous instructions.

Even though they weren't using the room for their own purposes, Cui Mengmeng was still given the treatment of a presidential suite.

Ning Yao finally felt relieved. She looked at Wen Tingye and shifted her feet uncomfortably.

Wen Tingye loosened his tie and tossed it aside, then unbuttoned the top row of buttons on his shirt. His movements were both handsome and alluring, exuding masculine hormones that made hearts flutter.

"What are you still standing there for? I'm wearing too many layers, it's hot." Wen Tingye glanced at Ning Yao and said with amusement.

The implication was that he wanted Ning Yao to come over and help him take off his clothes. Ning Yao was unwilling and stood there with her arms crossed, looking Wen Tingye up and down.

Seeing that she didn't move, Wen Tingye had no choice but to walk over, take Ning Yao's hand, and place it squarely on his belt.

The high-end custom-made suit trousers were made of a cool, silky fabric, but now they were warmed by Wen Tingye's temperature.

"Can't solve it?" Wen Tingye's voice was so deep that it sent chills down one's spine; such a deep male voice was truly rare.

Ning Yao knew Wen Tingye; he only spoke with that voice when he was moved by emotion.

Ning Yao moved slowly, so Wen Tingye stopped using her and unbuckled his belt himself.

The suit trousers were well-tailored and wouldn't slip down even without a belt. Wen Tingye took Ning Yao's fingers and kissed them lightly.

The man's burning kiss stirred Ning Yao's mind. She was gradually drawn back by Wen Tingye, leaning slightly to receive the man's kiss.

It wasn't until Ning Yao was picked up and placed on the bed in the bedroom that she belatedly realized what had happened.

Has Wen Tingye really never had a woman all these years?

If he didn't have a woman, where did he get all those skills?

Noticing the woman beneath him was distracted, Wen Tingye became displeased and increased the pressure on his lips, causing Ning Yao to tremble repeatedly and involuntarily clench the sheets beside her.

Wen Tingye cherished the time he spent with Ning Yao, and his eyes rarely left her face.

Her face was exquisitely beautiful, and it wasn't that he hadn't seen someone more beautiful than Ning Yao, but it was precisely this look with eyes as clear as autumn water that captivated him.

"Wen Tingye..."

"Ah."

The man's eyes were full of tenderness and love. Seeing that Ning Yao's voice had become a little hoarse, he slowed down and tenderly raised his hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

"I'm tired," Ning Yao mumbled half-asleep, her eyelids barely open.

After saying that, Ning Yao fell into a deep sleep, her lips slightly parted, emitting even breathing sounds.

Wen Tingye couldn't help but find it amusing. Ning Yao seemed to have great stamina, but even so, she couldn't withstand his torment.

Ning Yao is a restless sleeper, a fact that Wen Tingye learned after sharing a bed with her.

Being held by the hand and restrained was naturally uncomfortable, so Ning Yao continued to struggle, her hand constantly rubbing against Wen Tingye's body.

Since he couldn't sleep, Wen Tingye had no choice but to go to the bathroom first.

Wen Tingye walked barefoot back to the bedroom, but the moment he entered, he heard Ning Yao call out in a hoarse voice from the bed.

"Damn it." Wen Tingye's anger, which he had finally managed to quell, flared up again in an instant, swiftly and unexpectedly.

Those sharp, hawk-like eyes were now filled with lust, and there was no stopping them.