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

Chapter 401 The Ineffable Seasoning

"Seasonings?" Guan Ying didn't react for a moment. She frowned inexplicably, and her usually icy features suddenly became blank, giving her a strangely cute look.

But Ning Yao was in no mood to appreciate Guan Ying's contrast at this moment. After hearing Guan Ying's question, she had a bad feeling.

"Mr. Ning, is there anything else you forgot to tell me to buy? I'll go buy it now. What seasonings do you want?" Guan Ying pretended to put down the things Ning Yao had asked her to buy.

Seeing this, Ning Yao quickly jumped off Wen Tingye's arms and rushed to Guan Ying in a few steps, taking the bag with her injured hand.

The white shopping bag was heavy; Ning Yao hadn't expected it to be so heavy, and her wrist unconsciously dropped a few inches.

The bag seemed to contain quite a few things, but Ning Yao didn't know what they were.

She only asked Guan Ying to buy her a box of condoms, did Guan Ying buy her the entire stock in the store?

"You burned your hand, and you still grabbed things randomly?" Wen Tingye reprimanded Guan Ying coldly in front of her without any politeness.

Wen Tingye made a move to take the bag from Ning Yao's hand, but she hid it behind her back.

Ning Yao coughed lightly; it was just a burn on her finger. Wen Tingye's exaggerated concern made her feel somewhat embarrassed, especially in front of Guan Ying.

So Ning Yao said in a low voice, "I just accidentally bumped the pot. My hand isn't broken. I'm not made of tofu."

"Sweetie, give me the bag." Wen Tingye stepped forward again, his tone quite persistent.

Before Ning Yao could react, Wen Tingye snatched the bag away and glanced inside, only to find a huge pile of small toys and various brands of covers.

Not only Wen Tingye saw it, but Ning Yao, who was standing next to him, also saw it all, and her face turned as red as an apple.

She swears to God that she really only asked Guan Ying to buy a condom; as for the other things, it was Guan Ying's own decision!

"I only asked you to buy one box, why did you bring back so much stuff?" Ning Yao turned to look at Guan Ying helplessly, not daring to meet Wen Tingye's gaze at this moment.

Even without looking at Wen Tingye, she knew that his expression must be quite meaningful.

When Ning Yao asked, Guan Ying honestly replied, "These things are on sale right now. The boss said buy one get one free. I think it's a good deal. Maybe you and President Wen can use them, so I bought them all."

Upon hearing this, Ning Yao felt a headache coming on. She really shouldn't have let Guan Ying buy things for her.

The man beside her let out a soft chuckle at just the right moment. Although the sound was very soft, Ning Yao, who was very sensitive, still heard it.

Ning Yao twisted the hem of her clothes with her fingers, screaming in her heart: Ugh, I'm so ashamed!

Seeing Ning Yao's fair earlobes turn blood red, Wen Tingye's smile widened.

"I...I'll go pour out the pear soup..." Ning Yao could barely speak, stammering out a sentence before turning and fleeing in a panic.

Watching Ning Yao's disheveled figure leave in haste, Wen Tingye could no longer hold back. He pressed his hand to his stomach and laughed loudly.

The rooms in the teachers' apartment were not large to begin with; even though Ning Yao hid in the kitchen, she could still clearly hear Wen Tingye's laughter.

At that moment, she was holding a pot of pear soup and, gritting her teeth, poured it into the sink next to her. Her hand trembled at the sound of hearty laughter from the living room, and she almost dropped the pot.

After cleaning the kitchen utensils, Ning Yao washed her hands thoroughly and applied hand cream before dawdling as she walked into the living room.

Wen Tingye's hands were empty, and Ning Yao didn't know how he dealt with those strange little toys. She remained silent, took a few steps, and sat down on the sofa. Before speaking, she coughed twice to clear her throat and regain her dignity as the captain.

Ning Yao looked at Wen Tingye and said in a cold voice, "If you want to join our team, I need to review your qualifications first."

“No problem, you can review it however you like,” Wen Tingye said with a smile.

Because of what had just happened, Wen Tingye was in a good mood, and even Guan Ying, an unrelated bystander, could feel his smile.

Ning Yao said, "Xin Yujue will be playing the marksman position. You two will coordinate later."

Wen Tingye raised an eyebrow: "The support can also follow the jungler. It's a roaming position, not a fixed position with the marksman. The marksman follows later in the game."

Wen Tingye was clearly very interested in this game. It was unclear whether he had researched it beforehand and was cramming at the last minute, or whether he had been playing it regularly.

Ning Yao leaned more towards the former. Having known Wen Tingye for so long, she had never seen him take mobile games seriously. His phone didn't have a single game on it; it was full of financial news apps, investment and wealth management apps, and other software that Ning Yao couldn't understand.

"We'll talk about the game tomorrow. I'm a bit tired from traveling all day," Wen Tingye said in a deep voice, then deliberately raised his hand to rub his shoulder, pretending to be tired.

Unfortunately, his acting was so bad that Ning Yao saw right through him.

Before Ning Yao could speak, Wen Tingye turned his gaze to Guan Ying, who was standing to the side, and gave her the order to leave.

"Ms. Guan Ying, you should go back and rest too."

Guan Ying immediately understood. Not wanting to be a third wheel, she quickly stood up and said goodbye to Ning Yao: "Mr. Ning, I'll be going now. Have a nice evening."

After exchanging pleasantries, Guan Ying turned and left without a second thought, completely forgetting that her boss was Ning Yao, not Wen Tingye.

Ning Yao opened her mouth, looked at Guan Ying's back, and quickly closed her lips again, her eyes full of helplessness.

After Guan Ying left, Wen Tingye remained seated on the sofa, looking at Ning Yao with a half-smile.

"Why are you staring at me like that? It's creepy," Ning Yao pouted and said irritably.

"You heard that? It's a store promotion, buy one get one free. I didn't tell Guan Ying to buy it. I, Ning Yao, am a respectable person!"

Wen Tingye's ambiguous smile deepened. He leaned forward slightly, resting his arm on the armrest of the sofa, his posture extremely arrogant.

"So, you're a respectable person, are you still going to make pear soup today?"

"It's no use. I threw all of Mr. Bocuse's secret honey into the pot and ruined it. That was the most essential ingredient." Ning Yao felt a pang of pain when she thought of this. This honey was Mr. Bocuse's treasured collection. It was said that he personally went to the forest to find wild bees.

Upon hearing the word "seasoning," Wen Tingye unconsciously recalled the pile of things he had just taken into the bedroom.

"Didn't you ask Guan Ying to buy you a bag of 'seasoning'? You only broke one can, there's still a bag left, it's okay."

As soon as the man finished speaking, the woman beside him made a few crisp grinding sounds between her teeth.

The next second, Ning Yao leaned closer.

As Ning Yao approached, a cool fragrance lingered around Wen Tingye's nose, and his heart fluttered.

The next second, the other person bit her cheek.

Wen Tingye's lips twitched: "???"