Quenching

Wu Haofeng picked up Huang Qiaqia's schoolbag and gently gave her some advice.

"Professor Jin is here, the Professor Jin who just won the big prize. Shall we go and see him?"

Huang Qiaqia's eyes lit up, and he was about to take a step when he remembered the chairman and prepared to apologize before leaving.

Wu Haofeng offered a gentle reminder.

"We went to great lengths to invite Professor Jin, and now that he's gone, it won't be so easy to meet him again?"

Huang Qiaqia nodded to the chairman as an apology, then quickly ran out.

Professor Jin's expertise is truly exceptional. With the contact information of this renowned Professor Jin, Huang could now act with impunity in the class.

The chairman frowned deeply and stepped forward.

“Wu Haofeng, I’m not trying to shirk responsibility. I went to the client, but their demands were too harsh, I…”

Wu Haofeng strode away without looking back.

The door slammed shut softly, mercilessly and coldly.

Wanli Fuguang took the schoolbag from Wu Haofeng's hand and said slowly.

"Why did you force the chairman to go to the client's office?"

A hint of displeasure appeared on Wu Haofeng's face.

"He made those promises with such conviction back then, but now he's gone back on his word. Should I tolerate him?"

"If you don't like a chairman, just replace him. Why get so worked up?"

“I’m not angry. I just asked him to complete the goal he set in the first place. A person should do what they say they will do.”

After saying this, Wu Haofeng turned around and walked with firm steps.

At Huang Qiaqia's villa, Huang Qiaqia's father served another plate of braised prawns.

Wanli Fuguang looked at the table: some blackened tofu, pan-fried dumplings with their mouths wide open, a plate of roasted meat from an animal whose species was hard to identify, a cheese pizza with a large bulge in the middle, and a king crab that looked utterly defeated. He thought the bright red braised prawns should look pretty good.

Wanli Fuguang reached out to peel a shrimp, but as soon as he started, his hand felt like it had been pricked.

The father hurriedly asked Wanli Fuguang with concern.

"Did you prick your hand? Go get it treated quickly."

"I'm fine, Uncle."

Dad quickly took the shrimp from Wanli Fuguang's hand and peeled it for him himself.

Seeing that her father wasn't moving very fast, Huang Qiaqia fed the shrimp she had peeled to Wanli Fuguang's mouth.

"Mine is for you."

Wanli Fuguang paused for half a second before eating the shrimp from Huang Qiaqia's hand.

Dad placed a plate of peeled shrimp in front of Wanli Fuguang and gave Huang Qiaqia some instructions.

"Huang Qiaqia, first taste the pan-fried dumplings to see if they're cooked through, then taste which parts of the duck meat aren't burnt. Pick out the good ones for Wanli Fuguang. Tear open the large pizza bag and cut it into small pieces for Wanli Fuguang."

"Ok?"

Wanli Fuguang stared at Huang Qiaqia with surprise in his eyes. Huang Qiaqia blushed slightly and gave an embarrassed chuckle.

"My aunt is on vacation, the driver is on his honeymoon, and my mom isn't home. I suggested ordering takeout, but my dad suggested cooking. This is my dad's cooking. If you're still hungry, we can order takeout later!"

Huang Qiaqia carefully selected a few slices of roast duck meat, which were golden in color, and placed them on Wanli Fuguang's plate.

"Hahaha."

Wanli Fuguang's eyebrows relaxed and he laughed heartily.

"I'm ashamed to say that I still need to practice my cooking skills more, but Huang Qiaqia can still cook one of her signature dishes?"

Dad placed several king crabs, with most of their meat removed, on Wanli Fuguang's plate, and then cut off a piece of cheese that looked quite good and handed it to Wanli Fuguang.

Wanli Fuguang waited expectantly for Huang Qiaqia's answer.

Huang Qiaqia tilted her head slightly, her red lips curving into a smile, her chubby little face filled with pride, captivating everyone's hearts.

"I'll go check the kitchen. There's also crucian carp with tofu, stir-fried bok choy, Orleans-style roasted chicken wings, and Wanli Fuguang, your favorite Wagyu beef."

Dad turned and went to the kitchen. Wanli Fuguang looked at Huang Qiaqia, whose face was as beautiful as jade, with admiration. Her face gradually flushed red. She gently put down her chopsticks and took a big gulp of water.

"Hmm? You're full?"

Huang Qiaqia turned her head slightly, her eyes clear and pure, the fragrance of daisies captivating her.

Just as Huang Qiaqia swallowed the duck meat in her mouth, suddenly, Wanli Fuguang's left hand grabbed the back of Huang Qiaqia's head, and his thin lips suddenly landed on Huang Qiaqia's crimson lips.

With a "smack," Huang Qiaqia's face flushed bright red, her earlobes burned, her blood rushed to her head, and her heart pounded as if it would jump out of her chest at any moment.

Huang Qiaqia instinctively pushed Wanli Fuguang away with both hands. His strong chest... why did he suddenly kiss me?

Wanli Fuguang's large hand accurately grasped Huang Qiaqia's chubby little hand, and his thin lips greedily sucked on Huang Qiaqia's lips.

Wanli Fuguang's sucking gradually intensified, and in a daze, Huang Qiaqia seemed to feel Wanli Fuguang's tongue.

Huang Qiaqia seemed to have forgotten what the roast duck she was eating tasted like, and even forgot what breathing was.

Huang Qiaqia felt that there wasn't enough air around her, and her body seemed to be gradually becoming oxygen-deprived, until the last bit of oxygen seemed to be sucked away.

Wanli Fuguang noticed Huang Qiaqia's rapidly heaving chest and labored breathing, and reluctantly let go of her.

"Open your mouth."

"Ok?"

Huang Qiaqia, whose consciousness was in a daze, had not yet figured out what was going on.

Wanli Fuguang pinched Huang Qiaqia's chin hard with the pad of his right hand.

Huang Qiaqia winced in pain and was forced to obey. Her hands were restrained again, and Wanli Fuguang's lips took the opportunity to forcefully conquer her, landing a lingering and domineering kiss that invaded her inch by inch.

Wanli Fuguang's lips kissed him passionately and tenderly.

Huang Qiaqia could hear his own heart pounding clearly.

Huang Qiaqia breathed more heavily, her blood seemed to be burning and boiling, and she felt hotter and hotter.

Huang Qiaqia didn't understand why her body was becoming increasingly weak.

She tried to struggle, but her vision was blurry. The heavy kisses made Huang Qiaqia feel increasingly powerless. Her tongue, which had been following her step by step, began to retreat, leaving only a unique fragrance that entered her nose and heart.

He closed his eyes to enjoy the vast expanse of sunlight, feeling a little excited. But when he noticed that Huang Qiaqia was about to collapse in his arms, he had no choice but to give up. He could only affectionately stroke Huang Qiaqia's silky hair and let her go.

Seeing Wanli Fuguang let go of his hand, Huang Qiaqia, like a clown who had done something wrong, fled to the second floor in a panic.

Dad brought out some tender Wagyu beef.

"How's it going? Is it delicious?"

Wanli Fuguang bent down to pick up the chopsticks that Huang Qiaqia had dropped, his face beaming with satisfaction as he politely replied.

"good to eat."

******

With a smile on his face, Wanli Fuguang glanced at the silk-like blue sea outside the car window, rolled down the window, and took a deep breath of the moisture and faint saltiness brought by the water vapor, as if he were breathing with the creatures in the ocean.

The servant opened the creamy white villa door, and the fragrance of plum blossoms and wintersweet wafted out. In spring, the gardener would replace them with the windmill jasmine and climbing roses that my mother liked.

The woodpecker with its soft secondary feathers and the kingfisher with its bright plumage were always the first two little birds to greet Wanli Fuguang. Listening to their cheerful, elfin chirping, Wanli Fuguang couldn't help but think of Huang Qiaqia's chattering voice.