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

Chapter 509 Cat Lunch Box, Absolutely Adorable!

Ning Yao rushed to the lakeside and, sure enough, saw the man sitting on a patch of lush grass in front of the car.

Beside the man was an exquisite insulated box, pink in color, with cute patterns printed on it. The handle was decorated with two cat ears. The materials and workmanship were excellent, and the color was impeccable, instantly making anyone's heart flutter.

I've never seen this insulated box before. Did Wen Tingye buy it on purpose?

Ning Yao pouted, not thinking too deeply about it.

She checked her precious diamond ring and was only relieved to see that it was intact on her finger.

Hearing footsteps, Wen Tingye lazily turned around. When he saw the woman he had been thinking about all night, the corners of his lips unconsciously turned up.

"Why are you running so fast? Did you miss me terribly?"

"I'm fine. Why did you come so early in the morning and even made breakfast yourself?"

Ning Yao felt sorry for Wen Tingye, who got up early to make her breakfast and then drove all the way to her villa.

"You're going to school today, I'll take you."

No matter how busy he is, he has to come and take his future wife to school. How can he let her go by herself?

A deeper reason is that Wen Tingye couldn't wait to see her.

"You don't look too good. Did you not sleep all night?" Ning Yao sat down next to Wen Tingye, carefully examining his face, and noticed something was wrong.

“I am indeed a bit busy. After I take you to school, I have to go abroad for about three to five days,” Wen Tingye said.

That's why he stayed up all night to finish his morning work and took the time to come see Ning Yao.

Of course, that's not the main reason; the main reason comes later.

"Going abroad again?" Ning Yao's tone was somewhat disappointed, even though she had tried to control her emotions.

"Hmm, you can't bear to part with me?" Wen Tingye chuckled as he pinched the young woman's pert nose. It was fair and soft, with a slightly bouncy, cartilaginous feel to it.

"It's not that bad. I'm very busy too. When I'm busy, who will remember you?" Ning Yao retorted stubbornly.

"I've heard that you have to listen to women the other way around, so you mean that no matter how busy you are, you'll always be thinking about me?" Wen Tingye pulled Ning Yao into his arms, resting his chin on the young woman's soft, dark hair, and smiled.

"Where's the breakfast you brought? Let me see." Ning Yao's eyes lingered on the pink food box for a while. She was really looking forward to it, wondering what Wen Tingye would make for her.

"Didn't you eat before coming out? Are you hungry again so soon?" Wen Tingye hit the nail on the head.

Ning Yao was speechless at Wen Tingye's words. She had eaten, how did he know?

They didn't kiss, so she couldn't possibly smell like food on her, could she?

The man stretched his hand to the side, and the lunchbox, which looked quite large, appeared smaller under Wen Tingye's palm.

Holding the pink cat-ear lunchbox in her arms, Ning Yao's eyes were full of anticipation. After opening the box, she saw the small cookies on the top layer.

The cookies were shaped like fish, each one plump and full, with the dried meat mixed in with the whole grains clearly visible.

"Fish-shaped cookies?" They look more like freeze-dried cat food. Is Wen Tingye sure these are breakfast he brought for her?

Ning Yao didn't wait for Wen Tingye's reply and continued to unpack the second layer, and then she saw...

"Cat food??" Ning Yao asked incredulously, then opened the third layer.

The third layer is catnip.

The scent of catnip seemed to drift into the air.

Zhuangzhuang, who was not far away, seemed to have caught a whiff of the scent and suddenly became excited, barking more and more excitedly in his babyish voice.

However, its two owners were clearly not in the mood to care about its feelings at the moment.

“Now that Bocuse is cooking three meals a day for you, how could my cooking possibly meet your standards?” Wen Tingye said with a smile.

However, he was quite pleased with Ning Yao's hurried arrival, whether it was because of him or the food he had prepared.

How could they be the same? Ning Yao thought to herself, although Wen Tingye's cooking was not as professional as Mr. Bocuse's, it had Wen Tingye's own unique flavor. Everyone's cooking tastes different, and it will change according to their personality and cooking methods.

No matter how many delicacies Ning Yao has eaten, or how many dishes she has eaten prepared by the most top chefs, she would never look down on what Wen Tingye made.

She has a bias, and she likes food that has Wen Tingye's influence.

It had been a long time since they last ate together; Ning Yao couldn't even remember the exact date, which showed how long it had been.

Seeing that Ning Yao was not happy, Wen Tingye raised his hand and ruffled the young woman's hair with affection, and said in a low voice.

"This is cat food for Zhuangzhuang. What, do you really want to eat the food I cook?"

Zhuangzhuang, who was mentioned, let out a soft meow from a small corner, the meow sounding very cautious.

Having spent time with Wen Tingye, the little kitten has already learned to read people's expressions and lives entirely according to Wen Tingye's rules.

"You knew the answer to that question, yet you still said you brought me breakfast. Turns out you were lying to me."

She deliberately didn't eat enough before coming out; Wen Tingye is really going too far!

"Why would I lie to you? The things I prepared for you are in the trunk of the car. Go and open it yourself."

Ning Yao became interested. Could it be that Wen Tingye would prepare a whole carload of breakfasts for her? Did he think she was a pig to be fed?

The woman stood up lightly from the grass, jogged to the trunk of the car, and after she stopped, Wen Tingye opened it for her.

The trunk lid slowly rose, revealing a dry ice food storage container in the back.

Ning Yao's fox-like eyes instantly filled with disbelief, and she stood there dumbfounded.

A whole trunk full of food, literally a whole trunk full!

"Did you make all of these yourself?" Ning Yao's cool voice trembled slightly, clearly due to her intense emotions.

She never imagined that Wen Tingye would make so much food for her, all by hand. How much time must that have taken?

"There's fresh sashimi, all cut by me, as well as blind box wontons and dumplings. I've put some little surprises in the pastries, and I've also had a nutritionist calculate your appetite. This is enough for you to eat for a week with some left over."

"A masterpiece created after staying up all night, do you like it?" The man's deep voice came from above, full of doting laughter.

Ning Yao didn't know what to say; she was too surprised.

She thought it was just breakfast, but she didn't expect Wen Tingye to have prepared so much for her and put so much thought into it.

It's often said that how much money a poor boyfriend is willing to spend on you, and how much thought a rich boyfriend puts into you, are the best ways to show his love.

Wen Tingye clearly spent both money and effort...

Overwhelmed with emotion, Ning Yao immediately tiptoed and kissed Wen Tingye on the lips.

Wen Tingye would certainly not refuse the woman he loved. He stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Ning Yao's slender waist, holding her tightly in his arms.

"You're already touched? I have another surprise for you when I get back."

"Anything else? Don't put so much effort into it. You're already so busy with work, why bother with surprises for me?" Ning Yao didn't want to see Wen Tingye so tired, even though she was genuinely happy.

"Is this all the effort you've put in? There will be even more to come. Silly girl, broaden your horizons. This is just the tip of the iceberg."

"As long as I can see you smile, no matter how much effort I put in, it's all worth it." Wen Tingye pressed his forehead against Ning Yao's, and the two looked at each other at such close range, the air filled with sparks of love.

It's as if even a tiny bit more heat would cause it to explode on the spot and become uncontrollable.