Quenching

Xing Songfeng reached out to pull Huang Qiaqia's hair, but Wu Haofeng quickly dropped the screwdriver in his hand and ran towards Xing Songfeng.

Wanli Fuguang moved with lightning speed, kicking Xing Songfeng to the ground, and then took Huang Qiaqia back to the room.

Wu Haofeng picked up the screwdriver, sighed, and shook his head in disdain.

"You've really gone too far, resorting to such shameless tactics?"

"It's been so long, and they still haven't broken up. Forget about being shameless, I'd like to beat Huang Qiaqia up."

Wu Haofeng sighed deeply and asked, puzzled.

"The honeymoon phase is long over! How come you're still not tired of each other? How long does it usually take for couples to break up?"

He walked along the pine trees, seemingly unconcerned about the wind.

"If it were me, I would have dumped him long ago and found another girl."

"I'm asking about people, not animals."

Xing Songfeng glared fiercely at Wu Haofeng and snatched the screwdriver from his hand.

"what are you doing?"

"Beasts fix beasts."

"No need, the power cord isn't plugged in."

In the bedroom, Huang Qiaqia puffed out her cheeks, widened her eyes, shook off a few stray hairs from her hand, adjusted her bun in front of the mirror, turned around, and asked Wanli Fuguang, who was leaning against the headboard.

"Are my clothes ugly? Why won't Xing Songfeng let me wear them?"

"Well...this..."

"Was he deliberately picking a fight?"

"Actually...you..."

Wanli Fuguang's face gradually flushed, his heart raced, and he regretted coming to Huang Qiaqia's room. Her moist, crimson lips, her jade-like neck, her slightly heaving, tender white chest...

Wanli Fuguang hurriedly grabbed a book from the bedside table to block his view.

What are you doing with my textbook?

"I……"

The sun baked the ground until it was scorching hot, and the waves of heat made it feel suffocating. Wanli Fuguang's breathing became increasingly rapid.

"You still haven't answered. Is Xing Songfeng deliberately picking a fight, or not?"

Huang Qiaqia approached Wanli Fuguang aggressively at the head of the bed. For some reason, her soft, delicate moans, which sounded like her hair standing on end, were like the most tender and cool breeze to Wanli Fuguang. They were pleasant and natural, stirring the most secret strings of her heart, swaying gently and gracefully without leaving a trace.

"he……"

Her unadorned face was like a cool breeze in the blazing sun; her skin was as smooth and lustrous as jade, so delicate that it seemed as if you could pinch water from it.

Wanli Fuguang felt hot all over and pressed the person down on the bed. Their eyes met and their breaths mingled.

Huang Qiaqia's clear, watery eyes stared curiously at Wanli Fuguang's every move. Gradually, his handsome and deep features magnified before her eyes. His cold nose bridge tickled and tingled, drawing her deeper and deeper, invading her inch by inch.

Under the blazing sun, in the sweltering heat and still air, Huang Qiaqia slumped limply onto the bed, feeling dizzy all over. Her eyes were half-closed, and the warm breath crept onto her chubby little face once more.

A drop of sweat fell onto Huang Qiaqia's black eyelashes. Her shimmering eyes were fixed on the intense, deep gaze. Her thin, red lips trembled slowly approached. Her crimson lips and her well-defined knuckles tightly gripped Huang Qiaqia's jade-like arm.

The cicadas chirped incessantly, and the air fell silent for three seconds as the restraints on my arms came off.

Wanli Fuguang suddenly stood up and left a sentence.

"He's wrong, he's wrong."

He fled in panic.

******

On the campus of Kong Xi University, Wu Haofeng had just opened the door of the Maserati when a horn blared, stopping Huang Qiaqia in her tracks.

"Huang Qiaqia, get in my car."

Beneath an oversized hat, her seaweed-like black hair cascaded down her back. A strapless black halter dress accentuated her fair, jade-like shoulders, exuding charm. Her slender waist and curvaceous figure drew admiring glances from those around her.

"it is good."

With a "bang," the Maserati door slammed shut, and Huang Qiaqia ran to the back seat of Kong Yanfei's Mercedes sports car and settled in comfortably.

Wu Haofeng had no choice but to hand Huang Qiaqia her schoolbag and offer a heartwarming word of advice.

"Send me your location when you arrive."

"We have bodyguards with us today, do we still need to report and ask for instructions on everything?"

Kong Yanfei's eyes were filled with dissatisfaction, and her tone became somewhat harsh.

"Please be safe."

Wu Haofeng smiled humbly at the arrogant Kong Yanfei, then turned to give Huang Qiaqia a wink. Huang Qiaqia nodded, thinking that Wu Haofeng was overthinking things; what could possibly happen between her and Kong Yanfei?

“Huang Qiaqia, do you remember why I refused to accept the new house that Sheng Shanxing rented for me and insisted on living in the basement?”

"I remember, it was because your roommate refused to move out! Didn't you two end up sharing an apartment in a high-end neighborhood? It wasn't until she decided to move to another city that you started living with Sheng Shanxing, right?"

"Now, you definitely won't recognize my roommate when you see her?"

“I’ll definitely recognize her. She’s dark-skinned and fat, and she walks like a big black bear. Every time I go to your rented room, you always joke that she and I are a little bear and a big bear.”

"Do you still remember Shanshan? It's her birthday today, and we're celebrating it for her."

"What happened to the locksmith who was pursuing her back then?"

"The locksmith also went to celebrate Shanshan's birthday."

Colorful balloons, a vibrant 18-meter-tall cake, a lively party atmosphere—Huang Qiaqia stared wide-eyed and gaped!

Shan Shan shook Huang Qiaqia's shoulder.

"Huang Qiaqia, Huang Qiaqia?"

"you're lying."

"Hahaha."

Shanshan's husband is embracing his beautiful, fair-skinned wife.

"What... the color and size have changed? What kind of magic is this? Should I go find this magician too?"

"The magic of love."

Shan Shan nestled in her husband's arms, gesturing for Huang Qiaqia to take a closer look at her husband.

Huang Qiaqia carefully looked around the two of them, from top to bottom, several times, and suddenly remembered.

"You're the locksmith who's always been pursuing Shanshan. You used to be so thin and small, how come you've become so chubby and grown taller?"

"Haha, I've won over Shan Shan's body too."

"Shanshan, happy birthday! I haven't seen you in so long, I miss you so much!"

A sincere voice called Shan Shan away. Just as Kong Yanfei was about to step forward, Shan Shan's husband stopped her.

"If she offers to introduce you to big shots or resources, don't believe her."

"clear."

Kong Yanfei nodded slightly to Shan Shan's husband, held up her glass, and walked over with a smile to hug the sincere voice.

Huang Qiaqia's gaze carefully scrutinized Shanshan's husband from head to toe.

"I can understand you gaining weight, but how will you grow taller?"

"I stretched my bones. It hurt so much that I was lying in bed crying my eyes out."

Huang Qiaqia blinked her big, watery eyes, looking incredulous.

"Why do we need to pull bones? What does height matter?"

"Of course it's related. Men need to be tall and strong so that girls feel safe. Look, they added a lot of cement and iron plates to the knees."

"Cement... iron sheet..."

Huang Qiaqia stared at Shanshan's husband's legs, and the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.