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

Chapter 446 My Sister-in-Law's Old Stories

Inside the damp bathroom, Ning Yao, who was on top, was stiff and weak, and even forgot how to get up.

She nestled in the man's arms, feeling her own heart pounding.

The man had a few stubble buds on his face. When he leaned in and rubbed against Ning Yao, Ning Yao felt a slight stinging sensation on her face, but mostly an itchy feeling.

My face feels itchy, and so does my heart.

When their eyes met, Wen Tingye and Ning Yao naturally began to kiss.

The temperature in the bathroom gradually rose. Just as the man lowered his head and cupped Ning Yao's cheeks, wanting to deepen their kiss, there was a knock at the door.

Ning Yao pushed Wen Tingye away abruptly, as if she had been stepped on, her face turning bright red.

"I'm done washing up. I'll get dressed and go open the door. It might be Ai Xiu and Bao Ying."

After Ning Yao finished speaking, she quickly stood up from the bathtub, wrapped herself in a towel, tiptoed to grab her clothes, and ran out.

Wen Tingye sat in the bathtub watching the woman complete this series of actions, and glanced down at his sweatpants with a hint of helplessness.

That brat kissed me and ran off without even cleaning up the mess?

What is he supposed to do now? Do it himself?

Ning Yao had no idea whether Wen Tingye was taking a proper shower or doing something else in the bathroom.

She quickly dried herself off, then changed into the women's nightgown that Wen Tingye had brought her. Without even drying her hair, she hurried to the door and opened it abruptly.

Sure enough, her two little babies were standing at the door.

"Mommy, are you not leaving today?" Wen Baoying was holding her doll and looking at Ning Yao with an expectant expression. She looked incredibly cute, with her big, bright eyes like water grapes.

Wen Aixiu glanced at Ning Yao from the side, his brows furrowing imperceptibly.

The childcare worker told them that they must dry their hair immediately after taking a bath, and it's best to blow-dry it until it's about 70-80% dry.

But Mommy's hair is still wet, it's obvious she just took a shower.

Where's Daddy? He doesn't even know how to blow-dry Mommy's hair. He's so clumsy.

Wen Aixiu walked into the bedroom, easily found the place where the hair dryer was, took it out, plugged it in, and waved to Ning Yao.

"Mommy, come sit here and let me blow-dry your hair. You need to dry your hair right away after your bath, otherwise you'll get a headache."

Ning Yao nodded, smiled, and sat down on the edge of the bed, letting her two little darlings blow-dry her hair.

Wen Aixiu and Wen Baoying stood on the bed, one holding a quick-drying towel and the other holding a hairdryer, diligently serving Ning Yao.

When Wen Tingye came out after taking a shower and saw this scene in the room, his eyebrows unconsciously twitched slightly.

Ning Yao was wearing a cool nightgown that Wen Qingjia had just bought but hadn't worn yet. The dress was only about thigh-length, and her fair and straight legs naturally caught Wen Tingye's eye.

As Wen Tingye passed by, he bent down and kissed Ning Yao on the forehead. After stealing a kiss, he didn't linger and quickly walked to the side to dry his hair.

Wen Aixiu and Wen Baoying exchanged a glance, and then followed Wen Tingye's example and kissed Ning Yao.

Ning Yao's lips curved into a wide smile, her heart overflowing with happiness.

Wen Tingye was drying his hair with a towel not far away; his arms were strong and powerful, and his posture was handsome and alluring.

Ning Yao enjoyed the treatment of her son and daughter blow-drying her hair, and unconsciously glanced in Wen Tingye's direction.

She thought to herself, if the children hadn't barged in, they probably would have done something inappropriate for them.

Thinking of this, Ning Yao licked her dry lips, feeling a mix of emotions.

I felt both regretful and relieved.

Ning Yao was peeking at Wen Tingye, while Wen Tingye was subtly glancing back at the same time. One was acting guilty, while the other was brazenly doing so.

Wen Aixiu carefully dried Ning Yao's hair, her slender white fingers clumsily running through her long, soft, dark hair. She would stop every now and then, widen her eyes, and examine Ning Yao's hair to see how dry it was.

"Okay." When Wen Aixiu stopped the hairdryer for the last time, he touched his hair to make sure it was about 70-80% dry before stopping.

"Hurry up and leave after you're done drying your hair. Your mommy and I need to rest." Wen Tingye finished drying his hair, stood aside, and coldly urged his children to leave.

“But it’s only a little past six o’clock, and we haven’t even had dinner yet. We go to bed at nine o’clock, why are you going to bed so early?” Wen Aixiu frowned, dissatisfied with her father’s attitude of kicking them out.

Mommy doesn't belong to him alone. Why should he monopolize Mommy every time she comes over? That's not fair!

As he spoke, Wen Aixiu plopped down next to Ning Yao, crossed his arms, and kept a poker face, refusing to leave.

He was studying in his room, but ever since he saw Daddy bring Mommy home, he no longer wanted to study.

He can read books anytime, but his mother can't always be with him.

Wen Aixiu could certainly tell which was more important.

"I don't want to leave either. I want to stay here with Mommy," Wen Baoying said softly.

Wen Tingye looked at the two clingy little devils he had created, narrowed his eyes, and felt extremely complicated.

Before he got married, he thought having children was a wonderful thing, a nice bonus.

But now that he has a wife, the existence of his children has become a stumbling block preventing him from having intimate relations with his wife.

Ning Yao knew exactly what Wen Tingye was thinking. She chuckled to herself, then deliberately picked up the children and started chatting with them. She even took out a children's sandbox game and played with them.

Wen Tingye walked calmly to his wife and children in his slippers, his mind already forming more than a dozen plans.

Undoubtedly, they all want to find a suitable reason to send these two children out for some exercise, instead of letting them stay at home all the time.

Children should learn more and fill their knowledge during their golden years; he, as their father, is doing this for their own good.

Seven o'clock, dinner time.

The old lady and the old man returned and were very happy to see Ning Yao.

Wen Qingjia was not in her room; she had left the house after Ning Yao found her crying in the garden.

At the dinner table, the old lady asked curiously, "Didn't Qingjia say she was coming over today and that we'd have dinner together? Why did she leave without saying a word?"

The old man didn't take it to heart. He simply put down his chopsticks, took a sip of tea, and said in a deep voice.

"Young people are energetic and energetic, you'll get used to it. They're not kids anymore, they're all in their thirties."

Hearing what the old man said, Madam Wen sighed softly, "Her last relationship was too painful. I wonder if it left any shadows. I don't know when she'll be able to settle down."

These things can't be rushed, and Madam Wen knew that, but she didn't want to see her daughter pretending everything was fine while secretly feeling depressed.

At this point, Madam Wen suddenly realized that everyone present might understand, but Ning Yao was unaware of the whole story and was probably confused, unable to join the conversation.

The old lady put down her chopsticks, sighed, and began to tell Ning Yao about what happened back then.

“Yaoyao is not an outsider either. It’s family matters that I should tell you.”

"Qingjia used to like a boy. They met in high school and gradually got together."