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

Chapter 220 Son and Husband, Fighting Over a Woman

The ship's general manager led Ning Yao and the others to the top-floor suites. The top-floor suites were spacious and had a duplex design, with one suite for each person.

Cui Mengmeng and Xin Yujue's rooms are on Ning Yao's left and right sides respectively, making it convenient for them to come and go together while still providing a lot of private space.

The moment Cui Mengmeng entered the room, she couldn't help but let out a scream of "Wow!" Even the usually reserved Xin Yujue's face was filled with a surprised smile.

The two began to unload their luggage piece by piece, finding places to put it, and were busy having a great time.

This is simply heavenly...

Compared to her roommates' cheerful demeanor, Ning Yao was much calmer.

She walked to the window, crossed her arms, and gazed quietly at the sea view outside, her thoughts drifting away.

"What are you thinking about? Thinking about me?"

A man's voice suddenly came from behind Ning Yao. It was deep and magnetic, and the tone was so familiar to her that it was almost unmistakable.

Turning her head abruptly, Ning Yao bumped into the man's embrace. Feeling his strong arms around her lower back, Ning Yao's face flushed red instantly.

For some reason, the moment this man appeared, she reflexively felt that the two of them were about to do something intriguing...

Bathed in sunlight, Wen Tingye's fingers were long, slender, and fair, with distinct knuckles.

His rough fingertips gently stroked the back of her neck, just like petting his own cat.

Ning Yao swallowed silently. Even though Wen Tingye hadn't done anything, she started to get nervous. Every cell in her body became incredibly sensitive, as if the sensation of a man's hand rubbing against her skin was magnified infinitely.

"What are you doing on the boat?" Ning Yao had originally thought it was a trip with her friends and sons, but now that Wen Tingye had appeared, they had inexplicably become a family, just not quite all together...

If only all the other children were here.

Ning Yao's thoughts quickly drifted away, and she no longer reacted much to Wen Tingye's flirting.

Wen Tingye sensed that the woman in his arms was distracted, and a hint of displeasure flashed between his brows. He brought his lips to hers, biting her earlobe gently with his teeth, as if punishing her for her inattentiveness.

"What, you only allow those two pretty boys surnamed Ning to get on board, but I can't?" The man's voice was noticeably lower.

Ning Yao shuddered, goosebumps rose all over her body, and her face inexplicably flushed, turning into two red blushes.

Does this man have to make his voice so sexy?

"What pretty boy? Don't talk nonsense. They are both genius teenagers with bright futures. How could they rely on women for a living?" Ning Yao couldn't allow anyone to look down on her son, so she immediately refuted Wen Tingye.

In a mother's eyes, her son is always the best. Of course, Ning Moran is indeed very good, and Ning Yao doesn't need to add any filters to his image.

But she forgot that in Wen Tingye's eyes, these two boys had nothing to do with her, and her choice to speak up for them undoubtedly touched a nerve with Wen Tingye, which would make him extremely unhappy.

As expected, Wen Tingye's eyes darkened, a murderous intent surged in his heart, but even more so, a surge of jealousy.

It seems these two pretty boys are something else; even his woman is speaking up for them, having forgotten who they belong to!

Wen Tingye tightened his arms around Ning Yao, the sudden increase in strength causing Ning Yao pain. She struggled a couple of times in annoyance, but found that she was no match for this jerk Wen Tingye.

"You're hurting me..." Ning Yao didn't understand what she had said wrong that made Wen Tingye act so strangely.

"This hurts, but the worst is yet to come." Wen Tingye wasn't going to let this ungrateful woman off easily. He turned her body around in front of him, grabbed her delicate chin, and pressed his hot lips against hers.

The kiss was passionate and intense; Ning Yao was kissed by Wen Tingye for a full twenty minutes, yet he showed no sign of letting go.

She struggled to breathe, her chest heaving violently with the man's movements, and her face grew increasingly red.

Wen Tingye knew Ning Yao was about to give up, so he gently opened her lips, but still lightly bit down on them, not completely pulling away.

Ning Yao knew Wen Tingye's temper; if she didn't beg for mercy, she wouldn't have the strength to leave the cabin suite today.

Cui Mengmeng and Xin Yujue seemed to have finished packing. They knocked on her door a few times and called out with smiles, "Yaoyao, we're ready! Are you done packing? Shall we go play on the deck?"

The woman's heartbeat suddenly became erratic, and her fingertips tightened around the man's collar.

"Wen Tingye, no..."

Her friends were waiting for her outside. The door wasn't locked properly. If they pushed the door open, wouldn't they see her shy and emotional state?

Hearing the woman in his arms begging for mercy, Wen Tingye chuckled to himself.

He released Ning Yao's body, but leaned forward slightly, bringing his lips close to her ear, and said in a low voice, "Girl, you're getting worse and worse. You surrendered after just a little bit of teasing..."

Noticing Wen Tingye's teasing, Ning Yao's ears turned as red as if they were about to bleed.

Is it her fault?

Wen Tingye always managed to pinpoint her sensitive spots with unerring accuracy.

Her body had a physiological reaction, entirely instinctive, and she had no way to resist it.

Ning Yao raised her hand and pushed Wen Tingye's face away, like a pampered cat with its fur standing on end, and quickly ran into the bathroom.

She took a few deep breaths in front of the mirror, then splashed cold water on her face to force herself to calm down.

Once she made sure her face wasn't so red anymore, Ning Yao casually walked out of the bathroom, and by then the man was nowhere to be seen in the living room.

Ning Yao frowned and looked around, assuming that Wen Tingye had gone to her suite's second-floor bedroom, and bit her lip in annoyance.

Cui Mengmeng and Xin Yujue waited outside for a long time, a full five minutes, but Ning Yao still didn't respond.

Just as they were about to push the door open, they saw the tightly closed door being violently pulled open from the inside, and Ning Yao appeared right in front of them.

"Yaoyao, what are you doing? I've been calling you for a long time but you haven't responded." Cui Mengmeng looked Ning Yao over with concern, feeling that something seemed off about her. Her face was slightly flushed, and there was some moisture in the hair on her forehead and temples, as if she had just washed her face.

And the lips...

It became an unusually popular color.

Cui Mengmeng raised her hand and pointed at Ning Yao's lips, but before she could say anything, Ning Yao, in a state of tension, raised her hand and covered her mouth.

"Uuuuuuu..."

Cui Mengmeng stared wide-eyed in confusion, not understanding what was wrong with Ning Yao, who was suddenly so emotional.

She just wanted to ask Ning Yao if she was feeling unwell, as her face and lips were flushed, like she had a fever.

She was worried about Ning Yao's health, so why couldn't she ask?

Xin Yujue watched the two's actions from the side, her initial suspicion that Ning Yao was keeping the door closed and not responding to them gradually turning into understanding upon meeting her.

Ning Yao's lips look like they've just been kissed.

Could there be someone else in her room?

Ultimately, this is Ning Yao's private matter. Xin Yujue is not as carefree as Cui Mengmeng; even if she noticed something, she wouldn't say it.

Everyone has their own little secrets. Even friends don't necessarily have to be completely honest with each other. As long as Ning Yao is comfortable, that's all that matters.

"Alright, now that Yao Yao is out, let's hurry downstairs," Xin Yujue said with a smile, linking her arm with Ning Yao's.

"I just saw Ning Moran drinking on the deck in the corridor. He seemed to have come with friends, and there was a handsome guy standing next to him."

At this point, Xin Yujue rarely showed excitement, and she laughed without any pretense.

For these women who are obsessed with good looks, any place where handsome men appear is paradise.

Moreover, two of them appeared at once, one of whom was a biology prodigy she had been following for a long time.

This is a rare opportunity, she must seize it, even if it's just to go down and say a few words...