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

Chapter 177 Teachers' Apartment, Flirting in Confusion

Ning Yao refused to no avail, so she had no choice but to let Mo Fei'ao stuff her with bags of all sizes.

On their way back to school, they filled almost the entire trunk with luxury brand handbags, all of which were things Mo Feiao had bought for Ning Yao.

After wandering around for a while, we encountered traffic lights and traffic jams.

Mo Fei'ao sped along, but still arrived at the girls' dormitory five minutes past curfew.

The dormitory supervisor had already gone back to her room to rest, and Ning Yao and Cui Mengmeng called out several times but no one answered.

"How about I get you two rooms at a nearby hotel?" Mo Fei'ao suggested, leaning against the car door.

"No need, you can take us to the teachers' apartment building. It's just around the corner at the south end of the dormitory, not far."

"it is good."

Helpless, Ning Yao had no choice but to ask Mo Fei'ao to drive them to the teachers' apartment.

The teachers' apartments have no access control and are all private units.

After Mo Fei'ao helped the two girls carry all the things they bought upstairs, he stood by the door with his almond-shaped eyes and gave them a few words of advice, still feeling a little uneasy.

"Sis, call me if anything comes up. I'll find a hotel near your school to stay the night."

"Thank you for your hard work, goodbye." Ning Yao waved to Mo Fei'ao with a gentle smile.

Mo Fei'ao was struck by Ning Yao's smile. His expression faltered slightly, and he left after saying goodbye as if fleeing.

He was afraid that if he didn't leave soon, he would say something strange to Ning Yao.

He knew Ning Yao didn't have those feelings for him, but that didn't affect his feelings for her at all. He made up his mind to always protect Ning Yao.

Cui Mengmeng watched Young Master Mo leave, then turned back to look at the teachers' apartment.

She was stunned when Ning Yao took out the key to the classroom apartment; she never expected that Ning Yao would be assigned to a teacher's apartment.

Isn't she just a regular freshman? How does she have a key to this apartment?

Her roommate is incredibly resourceful; she has connections with Wen Tingye and the eldest son of the Mo family...

Her day felt like a dream.

"Pick a few things you like, consider them my gifts to you." Ning Yao laid out her gifts in a row for Cui Mengmeng to choose from.

Cui Mengmeng opened her mouth, looking surprised.

"These things are expensive, are you really going to give them to me?"

"Consider it a thank you for helping me in the dance studio despite your own safety."

"That's what I should do, no need to thank me."

"Don't hold back, I can see you're drooling. Choose one."

"Then I won't be polite!"

Cui Mengmeng chuckled foolishly, then picked out a piece of clothing, a bag, and a bracelet.

She had checked the prices of all these things, and she could afford to pay them back. She wouldn't take Luo Xiyao's things for nothing; she could treat her to a meal later.

Ning Yao, unaware of Cui Mengmeng's thoughts, glanced at the bathroom not far away and said with a smile, "There's a bathroom over there. Go wash up first, I'll tidy up. There's only one bed here, so if you don't mind, you can sleep with me."

"Of course I don't mind, I love sleeping with beautiful women the most." Cui Mengmeng revealed a typical lecherous expression, her ten fingers gently closing in the air following her movements, looking somewhat lewd.

"Go take a shower now," Ning Yao said with a smile.

"Got it!"

Cui Mengmeng jogged into the bathroom to wash up, and soon the sound of running water could be heard from inside.

Ning Yao slowly and methodically tidied up the items one by one. The sofa was covered with things, while the floor was piled with tote bags and exquisite gift boxes.

Mo Fei'ao was being far too generous, giving Ning Yao a real headache.

The door to the hall suddenly knocked twice. Ning Yao's ears twitched, and she immediately turned her gaze to the entrance.

The door opened with a click, and a man in an expensive bespoke suit came into Ning Yao's beautiful, foxy eyes.

Who else could it be but Wen Tingye, whom I haven't seen for several days?

"You..." Ning Yao pointed at Wen Tingye, exclaiming in surprise, and then blankly added the second half of the sentence, "Why are you here?"

Hearing the sound of a shower coming from the bathroom, Wen Tingye glanced casually at the women's shoes on the floor and knew that Ning Yao had brought a female classmate to the apartment.

Wen Tingye raised his hand to unbutton his collar, loosened his tie knot casually, and pulled it down.

"Where did you go off to have fun? You even missed the dorm curfew. You were having a blast."

"You're not going to spend the night here, are you?" Ning Yao had a terrible headache; Cui Mengmeng was still there.

If she came out of the shower and saw President Wen sitting on the sofa in the living room, she would probably be so frightened that her face would turn pale and she would become incoherent.

"You don't seem very welcoming to me?" Wen Tingye's voice turned cold. Before Ning Yao could react, he stepped forward and grabbed Ning Yao's delicate, fair chin.

"Why should I welcome you? What good thing could you possibly want from me?" Ning Yao glanced at Wen Tingye's chest, her gaze lingering on his lower abdomen for a moment.

Hmph, what a scoundrel!

Wen Tingye noticed Ning Yao's gaze drifting downwards, and a smile flickered in his eyes.

Under Wen Tingye's icy gaze, Ning Yao slowly bent her knees, took a step back, and stepped onto the sofa.

She slowly raised her hand, her fox-like eyes cold, and with difficulty, she also grabbed Wen Tingye's chin.

Wen Tingye seems to be very busy lately. He has a light stubble on his chin that is a bit rough and makes Ning Yao's fingertips hurt slightly.

So when Cui Mengmeng came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, she saw an extremely bizarre scene: Ning Yao and President Wen pinching each other's chins!

Ning Yao caught a glimpse of Cui Mengmeng out of the corner of her eye, her ears burning slightly, and she glared at the man in front of her with annoyance.

"Wen Tingye, let go of me!"

Wen Tingye released his fingers from Ning Yao's chin, then sat down on the sofa like he was holding a cat, pulling Ning Yao into his arms and letting her sit on his lap with her legs spread apart, a position that was both ambiguous and provocative.

The man's hands kneaded the woman's waist incessantly, especially the area around Ning Yao's lower back, which was her sensitive spot.

Wen Tingye ignited a nameless fire within her, causing her throat to inexplicably dry, and her eyes to well up with tears as the man moved.

Cui Mengmeng swallowed hard. She hadn't expected to see such a vivid and sensual scene before going to sleep. It was definitely worth staying out all night.

Cui Mengmeng herself wasn't dressed properly, but Wen Tingye's gaze only lingered on her for 0.1 seconds before quickly returning to Ning Yao, as if Cui Mengmeng didn't exist at all.

"I...I'm going to change my clothes, you guys continue." Cui Mengmeng clutched her flat chest and quickly fled the scene of the couple's affection.

That was terrifying! She actually came face to face with President Wen at such close range, and even saw him with her best friend...

Cui Mengmeng stiffly closed the bedroom door with her back, leaned against the door, and kept panting.

Ning Yao tilted her head back slightly, revealing her snow-white neck to Wen Tingye.

She originally wanted to avoid Wen Tingye's lips, but she didn't expect that her action was clearly seducing the man, which was like a lamb entering a tiger's den.

Wen Tingye narrowed his eyes, increased the pressure of his hand, and leaned forward without mercy, biting down on that snowy white spot.

"Wen Tingye, don't do anything rash, my friend is still here!" Ning Yao's voice began to tremble, and she twisted her body uncomfortably, trying to break free from Wen Tingye's embrace.

Wen Tingye gritted his teeth and groaned, then pressed his body tightly against Ning Yao's, exhaling his unique, cool breath.

His fingertips were burning hot as they lingered on Ning Yao's collarbone, his eyes gradually becoming glazed over, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Yaoyao, I haven't touched you in a long time, you'd better behave yourself..."

"If you keep twisting like that, I can't guarantee I won't do something in front of your friends."