Quenching

"Hehe, my hair is thick, so it takes me a while to blow-dry it. Sister-in-law, are you done taking photos? Can you eat instant noodles now? You know what? I dreamed about eating instant noodles last night."

Wanli Fuguang walked behind Huang Qiaqia, wrapped his arms around Huang Qiaqia's waist, and pressed his strong chest against Huang Qiaqia's back.

"It's probably a bit chilly!"

"It's okay, it'll be fine after heating it up."

Huang Qiaqia tried to pull Wanli Fuguang's hand away, but he not only didn't let go, but instead rested his head on Huang Qiaqia's left shoulder.

Huang Qiaqia stared at Wanli Fuguang in the mirror, her eyes filled with grievance, and her face looked pitiful.

Huang Qiaqia gently raised her left shoulder and chuckled.

"What's wrong? It sounds like someone's bullying you."

Wanli Fuguang slowly moved his hands, holding Huang Qiaqia in his arms even tighter, his thin lips getting closer and closer to Huang Qiaqia's neck.

Wanli Fuguang gently stroked Huang Qiaqia's left shoulder with his chin, and his warm breath brushed against Huang Qiaqia's neck.

Wanli Fuguang felt his blood rush to his head, and he hugged Huang Qiaqia even tighter. He could clearly feel Huang Qiaqia's rapid breathing, and the warmth of her body rising up her neck and cheeks. Her refreshing fragrance grew even stronger.

Wanli Fuguang longed to savor the moment, so he slowly closed his eyes, buried his head in Huang Qiaqia's neck, and intimately caressed her hair.

"Hehe, you're like a little kitten."

Huang Qiaqia's light laughter interrupted Wanli Fuguang's daydreams. He slowly raised his head and composed himself, his pitiful expression vanishing.

Huang Qiaqia's bright, sparkling eyes drew close to Wanli Fuguang's cheek.

"Who bullied you?"

Wanli Fuguang's thin lips lightly touched Huang Qiaqia's hair, his deep voice carrying a hint of complaint.

"Kong Yanfei and your brother are so familiar with this place, but I know nothing about it."

“I think it was when I was in elementary school. My uncle made a lot of money in stocks, and I was curious about what stocks were, so I used all my New Year’s money to buy stocks. The year before last, I listened to my uncle, sold all my stocks, and bought this house.”

Huang Qiaqia also applied Wanli Fuguang, his hair was a little prickly on his face.

"You mentioned selling pet food and feed online. How much do you earn approximately?"

Wanli Fuguang's breathing became more rapid, his chest heaving as he felt Huang Qiaqia's warmth.

Huang Qiaqia's chubby little face was so close, her skin was delicate and smooth, and her hot, thin lips seemed to want to devour Huang Qiaqia completely again and again.

“My shop is not small. When I took over from someone else, it already had a lot of customers. Later, with the help of my live streamers, I earned 120,000 yuan in the best month. Now, with more competition, I still earn at least 70,000 to 80,000 yuan every month.”

"If you...if you want to learn...learn more about operations, let Wu Haofeng teach you...he..."

"Okay, I'll find Wu Haofeng. Are you hot? I'll turn off the air conditioner."

Huang Qiaqia pushed Wanli Fuguang aside, called to the robot ants, and turned off the air conditioner.

Without hesitation, Wanli Fuguang turned and ran away. He almost lost control and couldn't stay in the room with Huang Qiaqia any longer.

Huang Qiaqia pushed open the room door and followed Wanli Fuguang's footsteps. Suddenly, the aroma of instant noodles wafted over. Huang Qiaqia turned around and went to the kitchen.

"Sister-in-law, have you eaten?"

"Not yet, leave me a bite."

Kong Yanfei put on a purple long gown and stared at the computer screen, selecting photos.

Huang Qiaqia picked up his chopsticks, ate his instant noodles with a big, happy mouthful, and was completely satisfied.

Seeing that there weren't many instant noodles left, Wanli Fuguang gave the order.

"Wu Haofeng, why don't you go buy some more? It seems like we don't have enough."

Huang Qiaqia took another big bite, shook his head, and said frankly.

"I'm full, I don't need to buy any more."

Wanli Fuguang saw instant noodles and there was really only one bite left.

"But it seems Kong Yanfei didn't eat."

Huang Qiaqia picked up two instant noodles.

"Sister-in-law, you've eaten enough. Go get a bowl and some warm water."

Wanli Fuguang, suspicious, brought over a bowl of warm water.

Huang Qiaqia rinsed the instant noodles with water, then held up his chopsticks and offered them to Kong Yanfei's mouth.

How many times to rinse?

"Once."

"Rinse it again."

Wanli Fuguang handed over the warm water again.

"No, you need to get a new bowl and fill it with warm water again."

Wanli Fuguang could only go find the bowl again out of curiosity.

Why do you still want to eat?

"Your sister-in-law is craving food too? But her recent fashion show had very strict weight requirements, so she still eats normally."

Wanli Fuguang nodded, put down his bowl, and sat down next to Huang Qiaqia. He then took the bowl of instant noodles from her, which was completely empty of soup.

After selecting the photos, Kong Yanfei swiftly walked up to Huang Qiaqia and Wanli Fuguang, giving them instructions from her superior position.

"Send the photos to Little Fatty in a bit. When you're moving the clothes, absolutely no looking around. Also, whatever you do, don't scratch anything, understand?"

Huang Qiaqia tilted her head back, stuffed a mouthful of crab meat into her mouth, and nodded repeatedly.

"Oh, oh, oh."

Kong Yanfei walked towards Huang Qiaqia's bedroom, pushed open the door, and went in to change her clothes.

Wanli Fuguang asked in a gentle voice.

"Are you going to work with Kong Yanfei later?"

Huang Qiaqia lowered her voice and earnestly instructed Wanli Fuguang, then ladled out another spoonful of crab meat.

"There are many magazine owners and sponsors at today's charity auction, many of whom are big spenders. We must be extremely careful and cautious to avoid any mistakes."

Wanli Fuguang pulled out a tissue from the table, intending to wipe the crab roe from Huang Qiaqia's mouth.

"Sponsors..."

Kong Yanfei rushed up to Huang Qiaqia, frowned, put down the spoon in Huang's hand, tugged at her white shawl, and deliberately emphasized her tone.

"Brush your teeth properly before you leave."

Wanli Fuguang leaned back slightly and let out a long sigh; he didn't really like the strong scent of perfume.

Kong Yanfei brought a fragrant breeze, and her non-stop movements prompted Wanli Fuguang to ask her questions.

"Huang Qiaqia brushes her teeth too? She doesn't participate in any activities either..."

Huang Qiaqia took another big bite of crab meat and righteously reminded Wanli Fuguang.

“I’m in charge of handing out business cards. If any big spender smells the instant noodles in my mouth and gets upset, it’s a small matter if my sister-in-law cuts my head off, but it’s a big deal if I can’t secure the sponsorship.”

Wu Haofeng glanced at his own heels, closed his notebook, and slowly walked towards Huang Qiaqia.

Wanli Fuguang offered a tactful reminder.

"Kong Yanfei is thinking..."

"Stop dawdling and get moving."

Kong Yanfei raised her eyebrows and turned back seriously to remind Huang Qiaqia. Her clear eyes gained a sharp edge, shooting out a chilling gaze that seemed to kill all sluggishness and laziness. Her purple dress swept across her long legs, revealing glimpses of skin that made people drool.