Olfactory failure

After finishing the phone call, Zheng Chengyan put down his cell phone, put down his notebook and went to the meeting, and You Lin followed behind him a few steps away.

When entering the elevator, Zheng Chengyan deliberately pressed the door open button and waited for the other party for a long time. The car closed the door and began to sink. He flipped through his notebook and said, "Are you having trouble with your legs today? The company didn't stipulate that you have to wear high heels .”

The implication was to ask her why she didn't keep up with the pace today, and You Lin hurriedly explained: "Mr. Zheng, you changed your perfume today, and I haven't gotten used to it yet."

Zheng Chengyan would not blame the staff for such a trivial matter, he shared his notebook and asked, "It smells bad?"

You Lin didn't immediately deny it, but took a deep breath, and described: "The bitterness is a bit strong, and it doesn't match your own temperament. Mr. Zheng, did you pick this perfume yourself?"

Zheng Chengyan turned his head and straightened the collar on the side of his neck, his tone was as casual as his movements: "Yan Shu picked it."

A person's choice of perfume changes according to the occasion, especially if this person is a perfumer, he must go through more considerations when choosing fragrance. You Lin joked: "I can't tell, Mr. Wen is quite possessive."

Zheng Chengyan looked away from the meeting outline: "How did you realize it?"

You Lin said: "The top note of this fragrance has a sense of distance. Did Mr. Wen choose this for you because he knew you had a social event tonight?"

Zheng Chengyan couldn't guess what Wen Yanshu was thinking, so he didn't answer and asked instead: "What about the middle tone?"

Just when the elevator door opened, You Lin smiled and didn't answer, she pressed the door and signaled Zheng Chengyan to go out first.

Zheng Chengyan read the embarrassment from the other party's smile, and he suddenly remembered that Wen Yanshu asked him to spray it again before going to the dinner.

All the participants had arrived, and the projection was on. Zheng Chengyan calmly asked everyone to talk freely about the perfume advertisement that will be released next week, and sat at the front end to look up the fragrance reviews of the Marquis de Sade on his body.

After only 5 minutes, he adjusted his inner turmoil, turned off the working computer and handed it to Yulin for safekeeping, stood on the stage, cleared his throat, and signaled the start of the meeting.

In the era of information explosion, all kinds of advertisements make consumers numb, and one of the key points to evaluate the success of an advertisement is to see whether it can successfully stop the flow, and at the same time, data is the most intuitive manifestation.

It is not the first time that IDR has been involved in the production of perfume advertisements, so this time the data has to be compared with the previous ones. As the meeting draws to a close, it is still time to express their opinions. The creative director said: "The more rigorous the client, the more details they need, which is a challenge to creativity. The difficulty has also been upgraded accordingly, in fact, I am quite curious about Nafiri's standard."

Director Lei of the customer department smiled: "Nafeli has not cooperated with IDR yet, so you want to do it?"

The creative director pouted at Zheng Chengyan: "It's not impossible, the moon is the first to get close to the water, isn't it Chief Zheng?"

In essence, Zheng Chengyan was talking to the members of the media department in the middle row on the other side by joking, and raised his head when he heard the words: "Which building is closest to which month?"

The creative director saw that his boss seemed to be in a good mood with a smile on his face, so he said with confidence: "I see that one day Nafieli's head of the fragrance department will directly cooperate with IDR for the products designed by him."

Nafieli is an international brand, and there are many high-reputation advertising companies at home and abroad to participate in the competition. No one can say for sure. Zheng Chengyan also has the right to be a mouthful: "When the day comes, who will be the creative executive team? Director?"

The answer is self-explanatory. The meeting room was silent for a moment. Zheng Chengyan looked normal and raised his hands to the employees except the media department: "Let's end the meeting. We will gather here on time next Monday. No absences are allowed."

Time passed quickly on Friday. Zheng Chengyan turned off the computer and looked at the sky outside the window. The rain was still falling like powder, but it was much lighter than when he went out in the morning.

Yu Lin came to remind her before leaving get off work that the driver was already waiting downstairs. Zheng Chengyan responded, took out the bottle of perfume from her pocket and sprayed it behind her ears, then put the perfume in the drawer.

This kind of rain that does not hurt or itch on the body is the most difficult to stop. Wen Yanshu went to the supermarket to buy something on the way from get off work, and after returning, he polished his shoes at the entrance for a long time.

Mocha hadn't been walked out all day, and when he saw him enter the house, he jumped on him. Wen Yanshu caught his paw, and was almost pulled away by the bag in his hand.

"It's not for you." Wen Yanshu dodged sideways, took out the canned honey in the bag and put it in the refrigerator.

There was only one set of food in the pot, Wen Yanshu guessed that Zheng Chengyan should have greeted the housekeeper in advance.

Today, he was the only one eating at home. He was not worried that the smell on his body would affect other people's appetites, so he made an exception to eat before going to take a shower. He deliberately slowed down, but it was only after eight o'clock after washing.

Mocha sat in a daze by the bay window, staring intently at the flowing night scene downstairs. What could be seen clearly at this height, Wen Yanshu rubbed its head and said, "Go back downstairs and wait in the living room."

The sound of dense rain was amplified late at night, and this kind of weather made the sense of smell very sensitive. Zheng Chengyan walked out of the hotel and got into the car, the middle and late notes of the perfume kept drilling into the nasal cavity, even To overpower the smell of alcohol.

The driver folded his umbrella and sat in the main driver. Before starting the car, he asked with concern: "Mr. Zheng, do you want me to buy you a hangover medicine?"

The raindrops filled with lights on the car window fell into his eyes, and he saw his clear eyes from the rearview mirror: "No, I didn't drink much."

The driver responded, firing the engine and driving into the rain.

The phone rang, Zheng Chengyan took it out to see, and still read the message from Wen Yanshu without unlocking it: Are you home?

He edited a sentence of "soon", thought for a while, split the sentence into two words and sent them one by one, looking very delirious.

This news was like a secret signal. Zheng Chengyan recalled that Wen Yanshu shaved his Adam's apple in the morning, and checked every word of the incense review before the meeting, and knocked unconsciously with the hand on his lap.

Without having to think about it, the car has already arrived at the apartment building. The driver turned around and said, "Mr. Zheng, you're home."

Zheng Chengyan looked the same, and ordered: "Help me up and tell him that I'm drunk."

He said he was helping, but in fact, Zheng Chengyan walked smoothly and swiftly from the moment he walked into the elevator until he stopped in front of the house. He only put his arm on the driver's shoulder after ringing the doorbell, and the weight of his body was removed, and the door opened For a moment, his eyelids also drooped, and the smell of alcohol in his breath made every moment of drunkenness very realistic.

Wen Yanshu was caught in the middle, and after only a few seconds, he opened his hand to take Zheng Chengyan over, bearing the weight of the other party in front of him, and asked the driver outside the door: "How much has he been fed?"

The driver couldn't understand the situation in front of him, and just kept in mind that there were many mistakes and many mistakes: "I don't know too well, Mr. Zheng just came out of the hotel like this. Do you need me to help him in?"

As soon as the other party finished speaking, Wen Yanshu felt a pair of arms tightly wrapped around his waist. He was afraid of being seen as a joke, so he took the briefcase handed over by the driver and said, "No, you can go back, you have worked hard."

Zheng Chengyan's suit jacket was stained with rainwater, which stained the clean nightgown that Wen Yanshu had just put on. He frowned and wanted to throw him on the sofa, but he was also worried that Zheng Chengyan would roll off the sofa in the middle of the night. Carrying and dragging the drunken person up to the second floor.

"Don't hug me." The straps of Wen Yanshu's nightgown were not tied tightly, and Zheng Chengyan's hand hanging on the ring loosened a lot between the squeezes.

The hot air brushed against the ears, and Wen Yanshu didn't bother to tie back the knot of the strap, Zheng Chengyan leaned on his shoulder and whispered: "Yanshu, I'm home."

Wen Yanshu, who is so old, has never tried to serve others like this. He was full of disgust and was turned into a confession by this sentence in his ear. He was too lazy to care about the drunkard, and he held Zheng Chengyan's hand on his belly, leaving only one Request: "Don't move around."

In the corridor on the second floor, he stopped Zheng Chengyan from turning to the right, grabbed the arm on his shoulder and turned to the bedroom on the left: "This way."

The obsession with cleanliness forced him to take off Zheng Chengyan's wet clothes before he was allowed to go to bed. A leather shoe was thrown beside the couch at the end of the bed. You ask auntie to wipe the floor tomorrow."

Rubbing his head with one palm, Wen Yanshu raised his head suddenly, and that hand came down to support his chin. Zheng Chengyan looked at him seriously: "Yanshu, you are so kind."

"You mistook me for Mocha." Wen Yanshu stood up, bent over to take off Zheng Chengyan's coat, "Which artist do you plan to ask Xihe this time?"

Zheng Chengyan sat on the couch at the end of the bed and let him fiddle with it, staring at Wen Yanshu's chest dangling in front of him when he leaned over with dim eyes: "What artist."

Wen Yanshu threw away his suit jacket, and turned to Zheng Chengyan's tie: "The shiny one from last time also went?"

Being very close, Zheng Chengyan looked up at Wen Yanshu's eyelashes, with a faint smile on his lips all the time: "Who is shining, I didn't find it in my mind."

Wen Yanshu glanced at him, bowed his head and continued to untie the tie knot, even regretting that he had tied this cumbersome cross knot for Zheng Chengyan in the morning.

Zheng Chengyan's eyes followed his movements: "You tied the tie for me."

"I don't have amnesia." Wen Yanshu finally untied the knot, and was about to pull off his tie when a force suddenly restrained him, but he couldn't pull the tie, so Zheng Chengyan grabbed the two ties around his waist Pulled towards each other!

His body lost his balance, Wen Yanshu fell on Zheng Chengyan's lap, his knees could barely touch the couch at the end of the bed, he hurriedly supported Zheng Chengyan's shoulders to find a fulcrum: "Are you really drunk or are you pretending to be drunk?"

Zheng Chengyan pretended to be confused while pretending to be clear, and a positive answer was a sign of sobriety. He put his arms around Wen Yanshu's waist and buried his face on the side of the other's neck: "I'm tired, give me a hug."

Wen Yanshu's olfactory system has identified many flavors in a short time, Carmenere dry red with black chocolate and tobacco aroma, patchouli, labdanum and non-withered flowers and other spices in the transition of the perfume, and also There was some familiar aura that he couldn't name.

This aura induced him to think in an empty state, but he was soon interrupted——

The nightgown moved slightly, and Zheng Chengyan's hand came in from the hem to support his lower back.

He couldn't understand why the temperature of the palms of the people who came back from the rainy night were so hot, and as soon as they pushed the distance away from Zheng Chengyan's chest, the latter looked up at him: "Don't you let me?"

In a blink of an eye, various pictures flashed before Wen Yanshu's eyes, which were the new fragrance carefully packaged by IDR, the inadvertent encouragement of his colleagues at work, and the incomplete contents of his recipe book.

After hesitating for a while, he was held by Zheng Chengyan and suddenly stood up. He thought the other party was going to be aggressive, but Zheng Chengyan gently put him on the bed.

The open slit windows squeezed in the early winter wind, and the curtains were opened to welcome the light rain.

The wall lamp above the head was moderately bright, Wen Yanshu was trapped in the mattress, and Zheng Chengyan's tie hanging from his neck swept to his chest, which was very itchy.

But subconsciously, instead of grabbing the tie or covering the neckline, he grabbed Zheng Chengyan's arm propped by his side.

The only thing I could clearly find in my memory was that Zheng Chengyan's nanny said that Zheng Chengyan was a good drinker.

"Why are you so defenseless?" Zheng Chengyan pulled his voice slowly to show his drunkenness, his fingertips slid down the bridge of Wen Yanshu's nose, tapped his lips as they passed by, crossed his chin and chest, and hooked suddenly when the other party relaxed his vigilance Tear off the loose knot of the tie, "Yanshu, I won't bully you."

Wen Yanshu grabbed the corner of the pillow instantly.

He knew that every part of his body was tense, but he was habitually relaxed mentally.

When Zheng Chengyan said this to him last time, he did not touch him in the slightest. Who would have thought that today when he took off his guard, Zheng Chengyan used his actions to interpret the middle and queen of the incense on his body? Tune the story to be told.

The slightly cool medicine and the dry sweet fragrance are like the toughness and gentleness that Zheng Chengyan specially left for him. He was bullied by the other party's legs, and he was also leaned forward to kiss his shoulders. The moon white nightgown was spread on the bed, Wen Yan The book leaned back to swallow the pain and comfort.

A bolt of lightning suddenly cracked in the dark sky outside the window, Wen Yanshu seemed to wake up from a dream, he rejected the person on his body, and yelled at him for the first time since two years of marriage: "Zheng Chengyan, are you a bit too beastly?" ?”

The sound of thunder that followed removed Zheng Chengyan's pretended drunkenness, and he bowed his head and kissed Wen Yanshu's Adam's apple as a gift in the morning, keeping a close distance and asked with a smile: "Do you know who I am?" Just pretending, why are you still willing to act with me?"

A gentleman's desire is immeasurable. It is usually hidden so well that Wen Yanshu realizes that he has lost his way in Zheng Chengyan's insatiable desire for conquest when it is really revealed.

The light above the head became erratic at some point, Wen Yanshu messed up the quilt, his inactive body was a bit overwhelmed, and when he was drowsy, he only vaguely heard Zheng Chengyan whispering in his ear like.

He felt a little dazed.