Olfactory failure

Weekends are suitable for catching up on sleep, but Wen Yanshu was woken up early by the vibration of the mobile phone on the bedside table. He opened his eyes and slapped off his thick cat claws just before Mocha mischievously dialed the mobile phone to the ground.

The news came from the group chat of the department. The supervisor sent a document in the group. As soon as Wen Yanshu opened it and saw the densely arranged text, he quit. The brain cells in the morning were not fully awake, and he didn't want to bother them to work on the rest day.

He was planning to go back to sleep, but there was a knock on the door, Wen Yanshu had no choice but to get out of bed and open the door. Zheng Chengyan, who was dressed neatly outside, was in stark contrast to him who was still sleepy.

Wen Yanshu reflexively said, "Want to meet the person in charge of Zhiwei?"

"No, it's better to kill me if I have an appointment with Party A every weekend." Zheng Chengyan looked in, "Did Mocha run into your room again?"

Wen Yanshu turned sideways: "It came in in the middle of the night, I just saw it when I got up at night."

"You lock the door next time, so that it doesn't get under your bed again." Zheng Chengyan entered the room, squatted down and reached out to the cat that had shrunk under the bed, "Mocha, come here."

A few words dispelled Wen Yanshu's drowsiness, and he caught the loophole in Zheng Chengyan's words: "Why don't you lock the door to prevent it from coming out?"

"I sleep well. If you have something urgent and don't wake me up, you can just turn the door and come in." Zheng Chengyan knocked on the floor to comfort him, "Let's go, go for a beauty treatment."

Mocha goes to the pet shop for a grooming at the beginning of each month. In the past, Wen Yanshu reminded Zheng Chengyan to make an appointment. Recently, she was too busy and forgot: "Shall I take her there now?"

"Yes, it explodes as soon as it hears about grooming, and it's most afraid of taking a bath." Zheng Chengyan couldn't coax the cat, so he wanted to pull its tail with his hand. Wen Yanshu stood behind him and leaned on his knees: "I'll come try."

Zheng Chengyan looked back following the voice of the other party, and met Wen Yanshu's eyes from bottom to top.

His eyes slipped and he glanced at the open neckline of the other party because he leaned over, in case he was embarrassed in the morning, he stood up and retreated consciously: "Come on."

Wen Yanshu squatted down and reached out to Mocha.

In the past, he always imposed many restrictions on Mocha, but today he made an exception: "You are allowed to kiss me when you come back from the beauty treatment, but you are not allowed to stick out your tongue."

Zheng Chengyan, who was watching Mocha crawling out from the bottom of the bed, frowned. He was allowed to touch the back of his hand last time, but this time he was allowed to kiss his mouth. This guy took advantage of everything he got together: "Don't get used to it."

Wen Yanshu carried the cat that got into his arms away from the bed: "It will forget after a while."

"If it really forgot, it wouldn't be afraid to stay outside your house before, but now it comes every day uninvited. It's so aggressive." Zheng Chengyan took Mocha, "I'm going out, and put the breakfast I made for you in the pot Yes, remember to eat."

He was so anxious that he turned around and left with his heavy Mocha in his arms, but Wen Yanshu stopped him just as he stepped out of the door.

"Why don't you wait for me for 10 minutes, let's go there together." Wen Yanshu felt very sorry for competing with Mocha last night, and decided to spend more time with him today, "I haven't seen him take a bath yet."

Everything was settled, Wen Yanshu went to the bathroom to wash up, and when he came out, he saw the door of the opposite room was closed, and there was a huge object in the corridor blocking the way, which was a huge cat backpack with a pull rod, and Mocha was locked inside, and he was sticking his nose to the air hole.

Wen Yanshu went downstairs and took his backpack down, sat at the dining table and finished breakfast before waiting for Zheng Chengyan to come down.

"I just had a work call." Zheng Chengyan opened his coat and wrapped it up, "Let's go."

Wen Yanshu washed his hands, dragged the cat backpack to change his shoes: "Why did you change the belt, the one just now matches the color of the trousers better."

Zheng Chengyan teased Mocha in the air vent and pretended not to hear. In fact, he had just stained the belt in the room, but how could he be embarrassed to say it when he was in his early thirties.

The departure was in Zheng Chengyan's car, and Wen Yanshu sat in the back seat to accompany Mocha, but Zheng Chengyan looked at him from the rearview mirror many times.

"How long does it take for Mocha to have a beauty treatment?" Wen Yanshu saw that Mocha was uncomfortable in the backpack, so he opened the zipper a little bit and held the claws it scratched out.

Zheng Chengyan glanced up and said, "Two and a half minutes if you cooperate, and you can go to the shopping mall next door when it's in the process."

Wen Yanshu still remembered the original intention: "I want to watch it take a bath."

Zheng Chengyan almost had fingerprints on the steering wheel: "Let the clerk take a video."

Maybe because he was in a good mood, Wen Yanshu talked a lot today: "Usually, do you let the clerk take pictures?"

Zheng Chengyan turned a corner and said, "No, just make a fool of yourself in front of others, don't let me know, or it won't make much difference if you make a fool of me."

Wen Yanshu has never bathed Mocha, so he doesn't know what it can be like, but in daily conversations, he usually doesn't hold on to a question repeatedly, for fear that others will be impatient. After all, not everyone can be like Mocha. Teachers also like students who are diligent and inquisitive.

However, Zheng Chengyan just started talking: "I washed it once when it was eight months old. Not to mention foaming me up, it jumped out of the basin without holding it down. In the end, I tripped over it by myself at the bathroom door."

Wen Yanshu seems to be able to imagine the picture through the description, Wen Yanshu rubbed the tip of Mocha's ear and pursed his lips to laugh. It happened that Zheng Chengyan overtook the car and stared at the road. He moved his eyes away from the rearview mirror and quickly retracted it. Yan Shu's smile was just like his eyes were dazzled just now.

Bentley pulled over in front of the pet shop, Wen Yanshu got out of the car with the cat backpack first, Zheng Chengyan slammed the car door and stretched out his hand to signal him.

"I'll be fine." Wen Yanshu said.

Zheng Chengyan was holding his pocket in his left hand, but his right hand was still in motion: "I want to hold the one that won't make me look like a fool."

Wen Yanshu hesitated several times, not because he was timid in front of everyone, nor was he resisting or unwilling, but because he suddenly realized that this was the first hand-in-hand date since he and Zheng Chengyan got married without adding any acting elements.

If the first two times he had sex with Zheng Chengyan was to find inspiration, and yesterday's hug was to seek comfort, then today he took this step under the guidance of the other party, and from then on, the agreement that only existed verbally would be voided every inch.

He put his hand up, and in Zheng Chengyan's palm, he touched a cluster of hot fire in the cold winter.

After handing over the Mocha to the staff of the pet shop, the two of them went to the shopping mall across the street to hang out. Wen Yanshu was not used to it, and looked down at their connected hands every few minutes.

"Upstairs or downstairs first?" Zheng Chengyan asked.

The first floor is a supermarket, Wen Yanshu said: "Let's go upstairs."

Zheng Chengyan loves shopping in the clothing section. His suit jackets are tailor-made, so he usually only tie them in front of the shirt rack.

This place is different from the clothing store they usually go to. People passing by will stroll around the store at any time. Wen Yanshu had a psychological shadow, and when Zheng Chengyan picked out a shirt, he reminded him aloud: "Be careful, don't get your hem caught in the chain of your trousers again."

Zheng Chengyan, no matter how beastly he is, knows how to measure himself. He saw the scenery under Wen Yanshu's collar in the morning and accidentally soiled his belt when he went back to his room, so he knew that his self-control was not very strong.

He went in to try on clothes, Wen Yanshu was waiting outside, the shirts in this store were only suitable for formal occasions, he didn't like any of them.

While waiting, Wen Yanshu took out his mobile phone and clicked on the file he had put aside when he got up in the morning, only to find that the signature was from the China Perfume and Fragrance Association, which will jointly launch a global limited series of perfumes with the Fragrance Association of Germany, Italy and France. The purpose of the file is to Convene excellent perfumers to participate in the creation.

Just after reading the last line, Zheng Chengyan finished trying on clothes and came out, Wen Yanshu turned off his phone and put it back in his pocket.

"Does it fit?" Wen Yanshu asked.

Zheng Chengyan asked the clerk to help wrap the clothes: "It should be okay, anyway, everything looks perfect in my current mood. If I go back and find it doesn't fit, I will wear it as pajamas."

Wen Yanshu felt uncomfortable wearing this kind of shirt once in a while on a formal occasion, let alone as pajamas, but he only shared the bed with Zheng Chengyan a few times, who knows what taste the other party has.

After paying the money, Zheng Chengyan went to the jewelry shop in front to pick up tie knots. Only after Wen Yanshu saw that Zheng Chengyan not only burned the bag, but also looked pretty.

"Tired?" Zheng Chengyan bumped into Wen Yanshu's inexplicable expression from the mirror between the shelves.

"No," Wen Yanshu said, "I just didn't expect you to be so good at shopping."

There was a lot of voices outside the store, but Zheng Chengyan couldn't hear it clearly, and repeated: "So can we hit?"

"Go for a walk!" Wen Yanshu's eyes turned red with rare anxiety.

Zheng Chengyan smiled, held up a pair of beaded red tie knots, and said, "The one-shaped tie clip was broken last time, so I have to buy a new one."

Wen Yanshu didn't want to mention it again, so he turned his head and pretended he didn't hear it.

Zheng Chengyan was furious, and raised the crimson pair to his eyes: "Does this look good?"

"It's too gorgeous, it's not good-looking." Wen Yanshu said.

Zheng Chengyan looked very satisfied: "Last time you thought it was plain, and this pair was too sexy for you, why don't you choose one for me?"

Wen Yanshu thought about it, chose a pin-shaped one and went to the front desk to pay the bill, secretly thinking that Zheng Chengyan couldn't really be willing to hurt him.

He resisted but could not refrain from revisiting it. His mind was filled with unrealistic fantasies, but he didn't remember to reflect on why there would be a next time.

The pair of red ones were left out in the cold, Zheng Chengyan reluctantly put them back, and decided to take them away next time he came alone.

Wen Yanshu didn't buy anything upstairs, but instead put a lot of things in the shopping cart at the supermarket downstairs, most of which were Mocha's food. It eats a lot, so it is necessary to buy cat food and canned food in time.

After picking up some daily necessities here and there to fill up the shopping cart, Wen Yanshu turned his face and asked, "Is there anything else you need?"

Zheng Chengyan raised his hand to look at his watch: "Not for the time being, go pick up the child after paying the bill."

It wasn't until the queue that Wen Yanshu penetrated the meaning of "temporary" in Zheng Chengyan's words.

"I finished the mints you bought for me last time." Zheng Chengyan said.

Wen Yanshu looked at the small shelf, the flavor of the mints here was different from the supermarket last time: "Which flavor do you want?"

Zheng Chengyan leaned on the armrest of the shopping cart and pretended to choose: "The one in your hand looks good."

"Not this one, the row above."

"And then on."

Seeing that Wen Yanshu's hand was only half a foot away from the row of condoms, Zheng Chengyan showed mercy and dragged the man back from the brink of collapse. He took a step forward and took down two boxes of condoms and threw them into the shopping cart.

He knew that Wen Yanshu's face was not thick, so he was gentle after teasing, and coaxed in a low voice: "I'll pay, you go and wait for me."