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

Chapter 44 Ignoring all obstacles, he sucked out the snake venom.

Wen Tingye carried Ning Yao back to the fireside, and after gently placing her on the ground, he reached out to pull down Ning Yao's outer pants.

Noticing Wen Tingye's actions, Ning Yao desperately grabbed her pants and hid behind him, not allowing him to do anything to her. She had a pair of beautiful and bright fox eyes, her hair was messy, and the neckline of her top was wide open, revealing glimpses of her snow-white skin. If it were any other man with poor self-control, he probably would have already succumbed to temptation.

Ignoring Ning Yao's attempts to stop him, Wen Tingye acted roughly, but his touch was very gentle. With a cold face, he pulled down her pants, revealing a pair of long, fair legs.

A pair of deep, sharp black eyes were fixed on the wound on Ning Yao's thigh. His brows furrowed slightly as he began to examine her injury with complete focus.

The wound has changed color, so the snake is most likely venomous. If the venom isn't sucked out in time, Ning Yao's life may be in danger.

"The snake venom must be sucked out immediately, don't move."

Wen Tingye was resolute and gave Ning Yao no chance to object. He grabbed Ning Yao's ankle and pulled her down to his body. His sweaty forehead was pushed forward and suddenly moved to the side of Ning Yao's thigh.

The man's sexy, thin lips were about to touch Ning Yao's wound. Ning Yao could even feel his handsome short hair hanging down on her skin, making her feel itchy and sore.

"no!"

Ning Yao felt extremely resistant and cursed the blind snake in her heart for biting such a sensitive spot of all places.

Those are her thighs, how can she let a man touch them like that?

Especially that scoundrel Wen Tingye?

Ignoring Ning Yao's resistance, Wen Tingye grasped the side of Ning Yao's thigh with his burning palm, pulled her legs apart slightly, and with his thin lips slightly parted, he leaned in and accurately sucked on the wound on Ning Yao's thigh.

Pain and tingling sensations spread from her thighs, intensely stimulating Ning Yao.

Those slender, fair hands pressed weakly on Wen Tingye's shoulders, their knuckles taut and white, unconsciously digging into Wen Tingye's shoulders.

Unable to break free, Ning Yao looked down in distress, staring helplessly at Wen Tingye's face. She was stunned by what she saw.

It must be said that this man is truly stunning in appearance. His eyelashes are long and thick, and his skin is much whiter than that of other men. His pores are fine, but he doesn't look like a pretty boy. Instead, he exudes a noble and elegant temperament.

Even though his white shirt was stained and there were mud stains on his cheeks and neck, making him look more disheveled than usual, it did not affect his good looks at all. Instead, he looked like a fallen nobleman.

This man of such high status was kneeling at her feet, personally sucking the snake venom from the wound on her thigh.

Normally, Ning Yao would never have imagined that Wen Tingye would do such a thing to her, but now the facts are right in front of her. Wen Tingye not only did it, but did it very well, with gentle movements so that she wouldn't be in too much pain.

Throughout the entire process of sucking the snake venom, Ning Yao's cheeks were burning red. She dared not move, letting every cell in her body go numb with each suck of Wen Tingye's lips.

Only after the snake venom was completely removed did Wen Tingye slowly raise his head. At this moment, his lips were stained with blood, making him look like a European or American vampire aristocrat, and his whole face exuded an aura of asceticism and wickedness.

Wen Tingye smeared some wood ash on the ground with his fingertip and carefully applied it to Ning Yao's wound to stop the bleeding.

The white shirt fabric moved through Wen Tingye's hands, layer by layer covering Ning Yao's thighs, and finally, after the bandage was finished, a slipknot was tied.

He casually wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, sat down to the side, took out a lighter with a compass dial from his pocket, grabbed a handful of sawdust and threw it among the dry branches, and effortlessly lit a fire.

It was completely dark; the night on the deserted island was terrifyingly deep.

Sparks flickered and illuminated the muddy grass around them, and the weeds swayed in the wind, casting small shadows on the ground.

Ning Yao sat by the fire to warm herself, while Wen Tingye closed his eyes and pretended to doze off. She also remained silent.

After a while, Ning Yao couldn't help but say thank you to Wen Tingye, who was resting with his eyes closed, breaking the silence.

Wen Tingye didn't reply. Ning Yao bit her lower lip with her pearly white teeth and slowly shifted her gaze to the neatly folded men's underwear.

The other person remained silent, creating an incredibly awkward atmosphere. Ning Yao took a deep breath and forced herself to continue trying to find a topic of conversation.

What's the next step?

"Wait."

"Wait? Just wait like this? Why not try to build a raft and float back?"

"With such high winds and waves, even a yacht might not be able to land safely. Do you think a raft would be useful?"

Ning Yao was speechless after Wen Tingye's words. He was right; the waves were indeed too big. Blindly boarding a raft and drifting away would most likely mean never returning, ending up with no trace of their bodies.

Ning Yao was already frightened by being thrown into the sea by two big men, and with her injured thigh, she was exhausted after a whole day of ordeal. She found a comfortable position and slowly lay down on her side, resting her head on her arm.

Wen Tingye remained seated, showing no intention of lying down.

Looking at Wen Tingye, Ning Yao felt a strange sense of security.

Despite being incredibly sleepy, Ning Yao couldn't fall asleep. She crossed her arms and stared intently at Wen Tingye, her eyes filled with curious glints.

He remains calm when encountering snakes, can find dry branches and wild edible berries, recognizes balsam flowers, and carries a gas lighter with a compass function. This is so out of character for a pampered young master.

"How does President Wen have so many wilderness survival skills?"

"If I'm not mistaken, that lighter is from an expensive brand that's a top-tier European explorer."

Ning Yao calmed down, her thoughts surging like a tide. The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. Wen Tingye, this man, had a secret.

The firelight stained Wen Tingye's white shirt, obscuring his fair and delicate features in the darkness. Only his resolute and upright figure and the steely aura that only a soldier possessed remained.

Wen Tingye turned his head to look at Ning Yao. At this moment, Ning Yao was lying on her side on the ground, supporting her cheek with one hand, and her posture unintentionally revealed a charming look.

Wen Tingye lightly licked his back teeth with the tip of his tongue, his facial muscles tensing with the movement. After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Miss Ning seems to have quite a few secrets as well. If you are honest with me, I don't mind telling you everything about me."

Ning Yao was speechless again by Wen Tingye's words. This man didn't want to have a proper conversation with her at all. His probing and testing was really boring!

She scoffed lightly, turned her back to the man, closed her eyes, and stopped talking to Wen Tingye.