Olfactory failure

Right now, Wen Yanshu doesn't know whether to feel relieved or worried. The former is to make sure that Zheng Chengyan is healthy, while the latter is to ask for the other party regardless of the occasion.

The waist was clamped by a pair of dark probing arms, and the smell of hot coffee smoke was in his ears. Wen Yan had written many explicit comments, so how could he not understand the hint here? He took the coat in the paper bag Come out and say, "I won't accompany you to work overtime until the early hours of the morning."

"Why did I let you stay with me so late, and leave when the rain stops." Zheng Chengyan thoughtfully, let go of Wen Yanshu and looked at the unfolded clothes, "Isn't this the clothes I left at home in the suburbs? ?”

"Well, I gave aromatherapy to my aunt before, and she let me wrap it up when it was cool, and put it on the back seat of the car." Wen Yanshu put his coat on the back of Zheng Chengyan's chair, and explored Tan Shengtang's meal Box temperature, "Soup or coffee?"

"I've been drinking soup and coffee all day, and my mouth feels bitter." Zheng Chengyan went back and sat down, "Have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten in the company cafeteria." Wen Yanshu turned around and could see the pouring rain outside. The floor-to-ceiling windows of the office were so big that he felt like he was in the middle of it when he stood here, but he couldn't touch it when he pressed his hand on the glass A clammy palm.

It took him a long time to feel the unusual heat in the room: "Is the temperature in the office too high?"

Zheng Chengyan finished flipping through a collection of advertising director's works while drinking soup with a spoon: "It's okay, the IDR building is at this fixed temperature. If it's hot, take off your coat and don't get bored."

These words seem to be intriguing, but they are actually normal. Wen Yanshu thought that he had spent a long time in the perfume room with the windows open all the year round, and got used to the cold environment, so he was not used to the temperature in Zheng Chengyan's office.

He took off his coat and warm sweater, unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, rolled up his sleeves and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Wen Yanshu was stunned as soon as he stretched his hand to the edge of the washstand. There was an unopened bottle of fragrance-free hand sanitizer, which was the brand he often used.

Worried that he got the wrong idea, Wen Yanshu turned off the water and poked his head out, asking, "Can I use that hand sanitizer?"

"Yes," Zheng Chengyan put the approved documents on the right side, and the pile of unread documents on the left side is slowly decreasing, "I asked You Lin to prepare it after you came last time, just waiting for you to find out Then……"

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Yanshu went back to the bathroom and removed the seal from the hand sanitizer.

Even though Wen Yanshu was a little unhappy that Zheng Chengyan had teased him several times, it dissipated at this moment because of this ironing post.

After washing his hands and drying them, he put down his sleeves, but he did not fasten the cuff buttons again, and it was okay to do something casually in front of Zheng Chengyan: "Then what?"

"Then give me a compliment." Zheng Chengyan looked at him over the various colored folders in Liao Gao, and stretched out his right hand with the pen in it.

Wen Yanshu is not a sticky person, but he couldn't help being touched by the other party showing weakness to him. He touched Zheng Chengyan's fingertips, climbed up to hold his fingers firmly, and stood beside Zheng Chengyan to hug him. The man hugged his chest, and combed the other's hair with five fingers: "Big boss, work hard."

Zheng Chengyan immediately felt that the heat in the office reached a new height.

In order to live up to You Lin's saying that getting twice the result with half the effort, Wen Yanshu didn't disturb Zheng Chengyan's work too much, and the rain outside would not stop for a while, so he simply found a seat and sat down, took out his laptop and opened it on his lap.

After expressing his decision to the supervisor today, Wen Yanshu's work schedule suddenly tightened up. The fragrance formula in his hand actually had a little left to finish, but he had to make the design idea, raw materials and ingredients used as soon as possible. Relevant trivial information is clarified one by one.

The essence volatilizes faster in a high temperature environment. There is no fragrance product here. It can be heard that Yanshu is in a very comfortable atmosphere. Even though the weather is bad, he is very comfortable, probably because Zheng Chengyan is also there .

The busyness made the time pass quickly, Zheng Chengyan's left hand side for the document was empty, he put the pen cap on, and clicked the mouse to turn off the computer.

Because of the soup, Zheng Chengyan didn't touch the cup of coffee on the table again, it tasted bland after it was cold, so he took it and poured it out, and cleaned the cup by the way.

Wen Yanshu was distracted by Zheng Chengyan passing by: "Is the work done?"

Zheng Chengyan's voice came from the independent tea room: "It's basically done."

Wen Yanshu checked the time, it was more than an hour earlier than expected, he closed the computer, got up and walked to the French window.

The rain was still falling, and the window was foggy, and the clear night lights in the past were all mottled by the rain on the glass.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Wen Yanshu was about to turn his head when he heard a soft sound, and the huge office was immediately plunged into darkness.

The light disappeared suddenly, and Wen Yanshu's eyes couldn't adapt for a while, as if he had lost his vision, he only had hearing and smell to distinguish the surrounding situation: "Zheng Chengyan?"

Zheng Chengyan's voice approached him: "Don't move, be careful not to touch the corner of the table."

Wen Yanshu just poked at the spot, and a lot of guesses swirled in his mind for a moment, the company had a power outage?Tripped due to torrential rain?Is the time limit for power consumption over?

As soon as he realized that the heating function of the air conditioner was still working, and none of the above was true, a layer of warmth stuck to his back.

As if expecting that he would not be able to break free, Zheng Chengyan didn't use much brute force with his arms around his waist: "The work that was expected to be finished at ten o'clock ended more than an hour earlier, should I be praised?"

Wen Yanshu touched the wedding ring on Zheng Chengyan's right hand: "If you are praised, you will be praised. Why are you turning off the light?"

"Because I don't just want to hug," Zheng Chengyan pressed his chin against his shoulder, "Mocha rarely hugs. Do you want to consider other ways?"

Wen Yanshu was dissatisfied and said, "Don't look at Bian Mocha."

"The child is plump, and he eats so much every day." Zheng Chengyan flipped his wrists, and then held Wen Yanshu's hands, leading him to untie the belt in front of his lower abdomen, "The hand sanitizer in the bathroom has been prepared for so long, you I just saw now that the fragrance-free toiletries in my bathroom have been bought since you came in and took a shower, when are you going to use them?"

Wen Yanshu didn't know this happened, his belt loosened in a moment of distraction, he hurriedly grabbed Zheng Chengyan's hand to stop it: "I'll use it when I get back tonight."

"Actually, a set of showers is also prepared for the rest room inside." Zheng Chengyan hooked Wen Yanshu's waistband, "Why don't you use the one here first?"

A very light kiss fell on the back of Wen Yanshu's ear, it was originally gentle, but it became brutal because of Zheng Chengyan's burning palm.

Since he was bound by Zheng Chengyan with a streamer last time, every time he heard Yanshu, he could not help but hand himself over to Zheng Chengyan's control. He freed his hands to support the French windows, his voice was so low that he couldn't tell whether he was happy or cold : "Don't be here, go home."

"It's raining too much, I can't go." Zheng Chengyan still had calluses on his fingertips, "Yanshu, I saw what you secretly wrote in my notebook."

The sound of rain was noisy, and Wen Yanshu didn't know if the rain had decreased, but he could only see that the water mark outside the window glass was fixed at a certain point when it slid down quickly.

With five fingers propped on the window slightly curled up, Wen Yanshu was thankful that the dark environment saved enough face for himself: "Two words without emotional ups and downs make you feel uncomfortable?"

"At that time, the secretary was reporting to me about work, and I had to pretend to be calm when those two words caught my eye. After a 10-minute meeting, I had to concentrate ten times more than usual to think about all kinds of pictures. I How could it not be uncomfortable?" Zheng Chengyan passed on the depression he had endured during the day to Wen Yanshu in another way to let him experience it, "Yanshu, call me personally."

Wen Yanshu gritted his teeth, afraid that if he slackened, what would come out of his mouth would not be complete or fragmented titles.

But Zheng Chengyan bullied him sincerely, and pulled his face with one hand to kiss him, allowing him to taste the wetness hidden in the rainy night between his lips and tongue through the window, lightly touching his lips and coaxing him in a warm voice: "You are good. "

His eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and Wen Yanshu distinguished the outline of Zheng Chengyan's face through the blurred light cast from outside: "This is for coaxing Mocha."

"Mocha became obedient as soon as he heard this sentence." Zheng Chengyan stopped him, "What about you?"

The trousers made of soft fabric slipped from the knees, Wen Yanshu couldn't bear it anymore, and said two words in a breathy voice, and leaned his upper body on the floor-to-ceiling window to seek support.

Zheng Chengyan was so dissatisfied: "I can't hear it."

Wen Yanshu hesitated a few times, and quickly broke Zheng Chengyan's wedding ring with his right hand, and he hypnotized himself to let the heavy rain shield his hearing: "Husband."

The senses were emptied for a moment, and Wen Yanshu felt as if he was being embraced by Zheng Chengyan, and it was like falling into the rain with each other.

In the past few years, Wen Yanshu has relied on the descriptions in domestic and foreign books, the deep-moving scenes in movies, and the unaesthetic interactions in crude films to imagine the atmosphere that lust can emit, so as to write Fragrance reviews related to love and lust.

But he still lacked real experience, until Zheng Chengyan kissed the tip of his nose when he was drunk, loved him on the big bed at home, took him to feel the surging waves in Glass, and comforted him to give up his self-control under the night sky of the city.

That familiar breath was telling him that love is willing to perish.

Clothes fell on the ground and were trampled dirty by shoes, and the night scene began to become clear as the rain gradually subsided, Wen Yanshu was hooked by Zheng Chengyan's legs and retreated from the French window.

The space on the desk that was originally used to put unread documents was filled by Wen Yanshu. He was afraid that he would pick up the empty lunch box or any document that Zheng Chengyan had carefully reviewed, so he hung his arms on the other party's shoulders the whole time. .

"Before you get off work...remember to clean the window glass." Wen Yanshu didn't forget to worry about being bullied, "Don't bother the secretary to do it."

Zheng Chengyan replied with a sullen smile: "Okay."

"Help me pick up the clothes, I can't wear them if they are dirty."

"it is good."

"...But I have no clothes to wear."

"it is good."

Wen Yanshu suddenly tightened, and the price was that Zheng Chengyan pinched his knees red: "Yanshu, have you forgotten, you still have a plaid coat with me."

"The last time I wore it, I swaggered in the company for a long time."