Quenching

"When did Huang Qiaqia become an employee of your company, and even start collecting intelligence for you?"

"What a great opportunity! Anyway, it was given to me by my goddess's people, so the Weisheng family definitely won't find out."

Wu Haofeng stared at the departing plane, his mouth almost stretched to his ears in a wide grin, feeling that even the air was sweet today.

You two haven't seen each other for two months, but you'll soon have a clear understanding of everything in the Microbial Lab.

******

In the office, Wu Haofeng, feeling quite pleased with himself, listened to the classical chords playing on the gramophone, melodious and sweet.

A clear and cheerful voice interrupted Wu Haofeng's thoughts.

"Wu Haofeng, try their local specialties."

Wu Haofeng stared wide-eyed at Huang Qiaqia's chubby little face as he piled a huge bunch of snacks on his desk.

"You...why are you back?"

"Two months have passed, and we're coming back."

Huang Qiaqia looked at the phonograph with a smile, thinking that this phonograph was so old!

Wu Haofeng pushed aside the snacks and carefully looked at the time on the computer. It really had been two months. How could it have gone by so fast?

Look up and glance at Huang Qiaqia.

A round face framed by a black bow in her hair, large, bright eyes sparkling like stars. A blue suit accentuated Huang Qiaqia's straight posture, while a light blue princess dress exuded youthful energy. Black leather shoes completed the look, making her appear playful and graceful.

Wu Haofeng came to his senses and realized that Huang Qiaqia didn't seem fat anywhere on her body except for her face and hands.

"you……"

"I'm leaving now. Professor Zhong and my classmates are all in the lab. I came here to bring you some snacks."

Huang Qiaqia searched for a long time, then gently closed the door with a hint of disappointment in her eyes and left.

He's not in now.

Wu Haofeng sighed deeply, "Why are you back again? You..."

"Ding, ding, ding."

Wu Haofeng stared at his phone screen with his eyes half-closed, lazily got up, picked up the phone with a look of disgust, and thought, "Really, you're too impatient."

******

In the crowd, Sheng Shanxing solemnly reminded Huang Qiaqia.

"Being impatient will only hurt the girl, remember that?"

Huang Qiaqia tugged at Sheng Shanxing's arm, puffed out her cheeks, and acted coquettishly.

"However, I also want to see him; I miss him."

Sheng Shanxing stared blankly at the patient's electronic medical record, his brows furrowing slightly.

Huang Qiaqia shook Sheng Shanxing's arm, and Sheng Shanxing coldly retorted.

"Wait for him to call you."

“He doesn’t even know I’m back. I just want to see him right away, Brother Sheng Shanxing, my dear brother.”

Huang Qiaqia pushed Sheng Shanxing's arm hard.

"you……"

"Thump, thump, thump."

A knock came from the car window. Wu Haofeng stood outside the car and nodded to Sheng Shanxing.

Sheng Shanxing sighed and reluctantly returned all of Huang Qiaqia's electronic products to her.

"I am leaving."

Huang Qiaqia pushed open the car door and stepped out.

Sheng Shanxing glared fiercely at Huang Qiaqia.

"Wait, what are you doing with your legs bare?"

"I……"

Huang Qiaqia hesitated, wishing she could speak sooner, regretting that she hadn't run away faster.

Sheng Shanxing's eyebrows stood on end.

"Did you change into that short skirt to see Wanli Fuguang?"

"No, it's just... whatever... Oh, Brother Sheng Shanxing, I understand, I won't wear it, I'm leaving."

Huang Qiaqia took off running, and Wu Haofeng closed the car door behind him.

Once inside Wu Haofeng's Vauxhall, Huang Qiaqia fastened his seatbelt and hurriedly urged him on.

"Wu Haofeng, hurry up, we have class soon."

"Hmm? There aren't any classes scheduled on the timetable!"

"The lab director, Professor Zhong's good friend, is giving us a lecture."

"Never heard of him? He's even more impressive than Professor Zhong."

"I don't know, but I've heard he's very capable. I don't want to be late for this director's class."

"Let me explain to Wanli Fuguang!"

Wu Haofeng picked up the phone and dialed the number. Wan Lifuguang's voice came through.

"I'm at the school gate."

At the school gate, Huang Qiaqia, beaming with joy, ran to Wanli Fuguang's arms, lingering in his warm embrace and his large, generous hands.

Wanli Fuguang, panting heavily, kissed Huang Qiaqia's beautiful hair.

Did you receive the letter I wrote?

Huang Qiaqia liked the delicate fragrance on Wanli Fuguang's body.

"Yeah, the lab thought you were some kind of ancient dinosaur. Some of my classmates even laughed at you."

"I don't care about their laughter, I only care about your laughter."

Wanli Fuguang cradled Huang Qiaqia's round head in his hands, his gaze slowly burning with desire. A restless urge spread wildly throughout his body, his surging blood and surging excitement sweeping over him like crashing waves.

Huang Qiaqia gripped his warm arms with both hands, staring into Wanli Fuguang's eyes filled with longing. Her blushing cheeks gradually warmed, and her rapid breathing made her unconsciously tiptoe. She wanted to kiss him too.

Wanli Fuguang stared at her crimson lips, his eyes brimming with love and deep affection. He gazed slowly at her face, which he had longed for day and night, and her alluring fragrance made his heart race and his whole body tremble slightly. He felt close to her, and a surge of impulse rose within him.

A couple who haven't seen each other in a long time, their long-awaited reunion, their hearts draw closer and closer, yet the distance between them grows ever wider...

"Huang Qiaqia, it's time for class."

Wu Haofeng's calm and collected reminder brought a sense of calm to their racing hearts. They came to their senses; they were in front of the teaching building, where people were coming and going—students, professors, and…

"I have to go now."

Huang Qiaqia gently pushed Wanli Fuguang, but he still wouldn't let go of her arm.

"Ding, ding, ding."

I don't know which idiot called Wanli Fuguang at this time.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Wanli Fuguang held Huang Qiaqia tightly with his left arm around her waist, answered the phone with his right hand, and kept staring intently at her bright, star-like eyes.

Wu Haofeng gently patted Huang Qiaqia's shoulder, indicating that it was time for her to start class.

Huang Qiaqia slightly curled her lips, and suddenly pulled down Wanli Fuguang's collar, pressing her crimson lips against Wanli Fuguang's thin lips.

"Dad, I...I..."

Huang Qiaqia pushed away Wanli Fuguang's arm, smiled languidly, her cheeks flushed. Wanli Fuguang was stunned for a moment, his heart feeling as if a soft spring breeze was blowing, sweet and delicious.

"Dad...Dad...What did you just say? Please say it again."

Wanli Fuguang couldn't wait for Huang Qiaqia to finish class, so he could only get on the bus and go home, looking back every few steps.

When Professor Zhong's friend saw Wanli Fuguang get into the car and leave, he could only put away his gun, turn around and walk into the teaching building. Professor Zhong waved his hand in the car, and the driver started the car.

******

The gentle spring breeze ruffled the neatly arranged willow leaves and scattered the willow catkins.

"Wu Haofeng, I want to take a picture of this little panda too, and the windmill next to it, and the koala and oak tree across the way, and..."

Wu Haofeng held up a camera, with Huang Qiaqia's light blue shawl hanging on his arm, and Huang Qiaqia's rose-trimmed hat, baseball cap, and messy headdress on his head.