Quenching

Just as Huang Qiaqia was about to eat dumplings, the boy grabbed her hand and coaxed her to eat.

"The takeout will be here soon. I ordered all your favorites, let's eat out together! Boyfriend, you can have the dumplings!"

The boy naturally pushed the lunchbox in front of Wanli Fuguang.

Wanli Fuguang looked at the steaming dumplings with a cold, displeased expression.

The boy glanced at Huang Qiaqia with a mixture of frustration and helplessness.

"Oops, I chose the wrong address, I chose my house. Come with me! You can help me with my homework, sleep at my house, and I'll be taken straight to school tomorrow."

Huang Qiaqia yawned, glared at the boy, and scolded him harshly.

"You're trying to get me to do my homework again, but I'm not going to do it!"

The boy pulled Huang Qiaqia into his arms, hugged her tightly, and said in a coquettish tone.

"Can you help me out?"

Wanli Fuguang frowned and gave Wu Haofeng a wink.

"Let me help you write it!"

“Wu Haofeng, you can’t help him. You have to write it yourself. This is a task that you must complete at your age. You are a student, and studying is your top priority right now. Your time should be spent on studying…”

"Alright, alright, I got it. You sound just like the homeroom teacher, so rigid and inflexible, it's really annoying. In that case, come home with me for dinner!"

The boy affectionately pulled Huang Qiaqia closer into his arms.

"Walk."

Huang Qiaqia sighed helplessly, picked up her coat, and was about to step out when she remembered there were still two people in the room, so she slowly turned back.

"I'm going to his house. If you don't want dumplings, you can eat out!"

"Child, let me take you home!"

Wu Haofeng put on his clothes and was about to take a step.

"I do not want."

The boy hugged Huang Qiaqia tighter and gave her a wink.

Huang Qiaqia felt as if she had been electrocuted; in an instant, all her drowsiness vanished.

In a flash, Huang Qiaqia hurriedly pushed the boy away, but the boy held her tightly.

"Um... Wu Haofeng, I'll take him home. After that... you... can... go home or stay here..."

Wanli Fuguang's deep voice was clearly accompanied by a strong sense of displeasure.

"You're taking him home? It's the middle of the night, and you're a girl taking a boy home?"

“Wanli Fuguang, that…I…he…he…”

Huang Qiaqia tried her best to push the boy away, but the boy hugged Huang Qiaqia tightly, gave her desperate winks, and kept coaxing her.

"sister."

"Um, Wanli Fuguang, don't overthink it, he... that..."

Huang Qiaqia's cheeks flushed red, she looked flustered, stammered, and opened her mouth wide, unsure how to explain.

"Sister, let's go."

The boy hugged Huang Qiaqia tightly, intending to pull her out quickly.

"Huang Qiaqia, are you sure you want to go to his house at this time, and that you plan to stay overnight with him?"

Wanli Fuguang's deep voice was accompanied by obvious displeasure on his face.

"Sis, your boyfriend is angry. You don't need to see me off. I'm leaving."

The boy gave a soft hum, released Huang Qiaqia, and strode towards the door.

Suddenly, Huang Qiaqia's facial muscles tensed, and she hurriedly rushed towards the boy, grabbed his hand tightly, and nodded repeatedly in affirmation.

"I'll definitely take you home, I promise, you believe me? Okay? I really will?"

"Never mind, you don't need to see me off. Your boyfriend will be angry and jealous."

The boy forcefully shook off Huang Qiaqia's hand, but Huang Qiaqia grabbed the boy's hand again and wouldn't let go.

"I'll give it to you, I promise you."

Huang Qiaqia's earnest tone and serious attitude eased Wanli Fuguang's frown.

"No need, your boyfriend..."

"Huang Qiaqia, we'll take you home."

Wanli Fuguang's understanding voice is like heavenly music.

"Let's go!"

Huang Qiaqia breathed a sigh of relief and took the boy out the door.

The boy looked at Wanli Fuguang with some surprise, wondering why he wasn't angry.

The elevator doors closed, and the boy frowned and muttered to himself.

"Sis, does your boyfriend not care about you anymore? He wasn't even angry when you saw me off at the door."

"he……"

The boy put his arm around Huang Qiaqia's shoulder and leaned her closer to him.

Does he not love you anymore?

"he……"

Huang Qiaqia thanked Wanli Fuguang for believing in her, but...

Wanli Fuguang, who was not far away, watched Huang Qiaqia and the boy downstairs and smiled faintly.

"I only saw it later."

"Hormones are blinding you."

"You saw it a long time ago?"

“I noticed it the first time he provoked you.”

"Get him away from Huang Qiaqia! I don't feel comfortable when Huang Qiaqia is being hugged by someone else."

"Young Master, is that necessary?"

"Ok?"

"Why don't you think about it carefully?"

"Oh, no."

******

Huang Qiaqia rushed out of the boy's house in a hurry, taking out her phone to call Wanli Fuguang while looking around for a taxi.

"what happened?"

Wanli Fuguang's slightly heavy voice came through.

He answered the phone, and Huang Qiaqia stopped, panting heavily.

"Are you angry?"

Huang Qiaqia lowered her head, one hand resting on her knee.

Running on an empty stomach is really tiring.

"Why are you running so fast? It's the dead of winter, you'll just be swallowing a bellyful of north wind."

Wanli Fuguang's steady footsteps slowly entered Huang Qiaqia's line of sight. Huang Qiaqia raised her head with a wistful expression and slightly curled her lips.

"Listen to me, this child, he..."

"Tell me in the car."

Wanli Fuguang held Huang Qiaqia's hand and walked briskly forward.

Looking at Wanli Fuguang's tall figure, Huang Qiaqia felt from the bottom of her heart that it was really nice to date someone with stable emotions.

Once in the car, Huang Qiaqia hurriedly apologized.

"Are you bothered by his actions of putting his arm around my shoulder and pinching my stomach?"

"You always maintain a safe distance when interacting with men, but you seem to lack that sense of propriety with this boy. Why is that?"

"Then... if... you just pretend... you just pretend this person is my brother, my family, would you mind?"

Huang Qiaqia looked directly at Wanli Fuguang with her big, watery eyes. She couldn't tell Wanli Fuguang everything about the boy.

"Hehe, you treat the boy like your own younger brother."

Huang Qiaqia frowned.

"Yes, my very naughty younger brother, I really want to give him a good beating."

"Hehe, a relative who's disappointed in you, right? Don't worry, I don't mind."

Wanli Fuguang held Huang Qiaqia in his arms, gently kissed her hair, and thought to himself.

Huang Qiaqia, even if you tell me everything about the boy, I won't tell anyone else.

Huang Qiaqia, is the reason you're keeping this from me because we're not close enough?

After dropping Huang Qiaqia off at a two-bedroom apartment in the neighborhood, Wanli Fuguang glanced at the boy's information and then went to the boy's residence with Wu Haofeng.

Wu Haofeng knocked gently on the door and took two steps back.