Olfactory failure

It is difficult for anyone to resist such a move in such a state.

Just after exercising, the bodies of both parties have not cooled down, and the chests and abdomens that are attached to each other are wet and sticky. Zheng Chengyan hugged Wen Yanshu's waist, stroked the other's bangs back with one hand, and turned around to block Wen Yanshu. Poured warm water: "Where are you hungry?"

Wen Yanshu's back was pressed against the water-stained wall of the shower room, he grabbed Zheng Chengyan's shoulder and said, "I'm hungry."

In the afternoon, I stopped at the International Hotel for two hours. I came here to shoot and exercise without eating anything at mealtime.

It was inconvenient for two people to share a cubicle to speak loudly, so Zheng Chengyan lowered his head to touch Wen Yanshu's forehead so that the person in front of him could hear him more clearly: "I'll take you to dinner after washing."

Wen Yanshu looked into Zheng Chengyan's eyes and said "hmm".

However, the voice that was about to be covered by the water flow was more like seduction, and Zheng Chengyan came up to him and kissed him when his eyes darkened.

At first, it was just rubbing his lips to grind, and then Zheng Chengyan's fingertips crawled down the groove of his spine. Wen Yanshu subconsciously opened his mouth to refuse, and let the other party's tongue take advantage of it before making a sound. With slightly parted lips, he poked in.

Desire became damp due to the scattered water vapor, Zheng Chengyan asked softly, "Bite it for me?"

It was so uncomfortable, Wen Yanshu's light panting pressed into his throat, his voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "I won't..."

"Then help me touch it." Zheng Chengyan retreated to the next best thing, this time he was so cunning that he didn't need to ask questions, and when he became interested, Wen Yanshu could only refuse him once.

The two stayed in the shower room until there was no movement outside. They lingered for too long, and it was past eight o'clock in the evening in the blink of an eye. Zheng Chengyan called the driver, and then stuffed the phone into his trouser pocket.

Wen Yanshu wrapped his shirt and trousers, as if covering up the flushed self who was flushed by Zheng Chengyan's hands back and forth a few minutes ago. He strode away from the club side by side with Zheng Chengyan, as if he really just got wet just now. hot bath.

The driver moved quickly, and came over to help Zheng Chengyan drive the car back to Xingtan Mingju shortly after answering the call. The latter took Wen Yanshu's car key and got into the driver's car, turned the steering wheel and sped towards the food street. .

"I want to drink." Wen Yanshu said.

As the night was getting dark, Zheng Chengyan occasionally turned his head to look at the car coming from behind in the rearview mirror, and caught a glimpse of Wen Yanshu leaning against the car door with his chin on the back of his hand.

He could sense that Wen Yanshu was in a bad mood, but he wasn't sure whether Wen Yanshu would confide in him, so he had to guide him step by step: "Don't want to go to work tomorrow?"

Wen Yanshu reacted a little, and turned to look at him: "You have been comfortable just now."

"I haven't suggested anything yet, don't think about it." Zheng Chengyan stretched out his right hand, took Wen Yanshu's left hand and scratched his palm, "You can drink, don't drink too much, or you will have a headache when you wake up tomorrow." pain."

Zheng Chengyan parked his car at a spot on the side of the road, and took Wen Yanshu to a restaurant that eats tofu curd grilled fish. After selecting the dishes, he urged the waiter to bring a porter beer.

Before the food was served, Wen Yanshu filled a glass for himself first: "Do you want to drink?"

"I was thinking that it would be better if I stayed with you and took care of you soberly, but I remembered that I can't drink badly, and I can't get drunk even with you," Zheng Chengyan pushed the cup over, "Then I'd better stay with you."

Wen Yanshu's nerves were tense all day, and he was slowly relaxed by Zheng Chengyan's words. He lowered his head and smiled, and also filled Zheng Chengyan's cup: "The day before I went to study abroad, I also talked to Pei Yang. Sitting together like this, but at that time, we were eating skewers at the barbecue stall opposite his house..."

When he pushed the cold glass over, he found that Zheng Chengyan was surprised, so he cut off the conversation: "What's wrong?"

"It's a bit of a surprise," Zheng Chengyan said, "I thought you didn't like that kind of place."

You don't need a specific description to know what "that" means. Zheng Chengyan's daily habits are based on Wen Yanshu, and he will avoid letting Wen Yanshu go to places that are not so clean and comfortable, so it is impossible to imagine Wen Yanshu frowning after rubbing a little dust Yan Shu was sitting at a barbecue stall on the side of the street, feasting on it.

"I don't like the environment, and I can't hold back my cravings." Wen Yanshu took a sip of port wine, and the liquid entered his throat, and he continued, "The beer I drank at that time was not mellow, and it cost a few dozen dollars. table, but they drank it up in a joke, and left a pile of bamboo sticks, Pei Yang was so drunk that he almost used bamboo sticks to build a puppet stand."

Zheng Chengyan likes to hear Yanshu talk about the past, which he has never participated in, and it is difficult to fully understand, so when Wenyanshu is rare to talk, he listens intently, trying to be led by the other party to read Read over those unfamiliar stories: "Didn't Pei Yang recognize your drunkenness at that moment?"

"Well, I was drunk before him, but he didn't notice. I didn't show my face or drink like crazy, except I talked more than usual." Wen Yanshu said, "Until I pointed at a stray dog ​​who came to beg for food After pointing, he discovered the abnormality."

Zheng Chengyan said happily: "You are also quite talkative now, are you drunk so soon?"

Wen Yanshu was suddenly quiet, clutching the cup for a while, wiped the mist away from the edge of the cup with his fingertips, and said: "I'm not drunk, maybe I just wanted to tell you."

Just when the grilled fish came up, a whole piece of green and red pepper was spread, which made people's index fingers move.

Wen Yanshu ate some side dishes as an appetizer, took off the disposable gloves and put them on. After a while, Zheng Chengyan had already removed the thorns from a piece of fish belly, then moved the plate in front of him and replaced him. The original empty plate.

The gloves Wen Yanshu just put on were useless, so he took them off again and said, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I used to fill my stomach in the office, and now I have to serve you first." Zheng Chengyan picked up a piece of fish again, and said while familiarizing himself with the bone, "Yan Shu, since you want to tell me, apart from the past, You can also tell me what's bothering you today."

Wen Yanshu didn't mention anything about what happened today, and Zheng Chengyan didn't expect Zheng Chengyan to have insight into his emotions: "You know everything?"

"What do I know?" Zheng Chengyan smiled, and picked out a pile of fishbone, "Didn't I wait for you to say, you ran to the club when you were in a bad mood, I just saw you in the gym not in a good mood. I didn't ask."

Wen Yanshu thought for a while, then put down his chopsticks.

Zheng Chengyan put a plate full of fish meat that had been boned out in front of him again: "Don't put down your chopsticks, talk while you eat."

Wen Yanshu was completely relaxed, and told the whole story of the recent events. Zheng Chengyan wiped off the oil on his fingers, and took the chopsticks to transfer the prickly fish into his bowl.

From the beginning, succession and transformation described by Wen Yanshu, he finally understood the strange feeling that Glass felt when he opened the recipe book of Wen Yanshu that day. The sentence where I wrote my name three times.

"I am disappointed with Jiang Er not only because I have personally confirmed that he stole my formula." If it was just because of this incident, Wen Yanshu would not have led people out of the event so calmly today. , what he cares about is always another point.

"I remember that he was very sincere when he first came, and he didn't complain about the overtime and odd jobs. The concentration and love he sat in front of the fragrance counter made me think I saw myself in the past." Wen Yanshu felt a little full Then he stopped his chopsticks, picked up the flagon and filled his and Zheng Chengyan's cups with wine, "I was walking this road very lonely at that time, so I wanted to help him more, but he still went astray."

With a slight astringency in his throat, Wen Yanshu tilted his head slightly and drank the whole glass of dark beer, and then filled the glass as if obsessive-compulsive.

Zheng Chengyan didn't stop him, but silently added some more for himself, and drank a little faster, so as to control the amount of Wen Yanshu's share.

Even after a full meal, Wen Yanshu's eyes were full of drunkenness, Wen Yanshu still kept his waist straight and never tilted his body, his speech speed was moderate, he didn't raise his voice and he didn't murmur slowly, no wonder Pei Yang didn't realize that Wen Yanshu was drunk back then up.

The jug was empty, and Wen Yanshu's cup was empty, so Zheng Chengyan stretched out his hand, tapped on the back of the opponent's hand with his fingers, and took away the cup the moment he let go: "Yanshu, no one has ever Just like you, no one will repeat the road you walked alone."

When Wen Yanshu looked up at him through the hot smoke that was about to dissipate, Zheng Chengyan curled his fingertips slightly, as if the scene had shifted to the 3016 private room when he first met, and he had already heard the voice of his own heartbeat.

"Also, the road you walked was lonely, but it won't happen in the future."

Wen Yanshu opened his mouth, Zheng Chengyan thought he was going to respond, but he said seriously: "You were so gentle when you called me 'Yanshu'."

Zheng Chengyan burst into laughter: "Are you drunk?"

Wen Yanshu is very obedient: "Yes."

Zheng Chengyan beckoned to the waiter to check out, carrying the bag in one hand and Wen Yanshu in the other, and then let go at the parking spot, and called the valet driver.

When Wen Yanshu came home and entered the door, Mocha, who had been waiting for a long time in the porch, jumped at Wen Yanshu. Zheng Chengyan pushed the cat away: "Don't make trouble today, baby."

Wen Yanshu sat on a low stool and stared at him with burning eyes: "Who are you calling baby?"

"Our child." Zheng Chengyan dropped his bag, squatted down and supported his ankle to help him put on cotton slippers.

When he was led upstairs, Wen Yanshu was still thinking about it: "How could we possibly have a child? You said that male cats can't get pregnant, so I can't get pregnant either."

Both of them smelled of alcohol, so Zheng Chengyan took Wen Yanshu directly to his bedroom: "If you don't conceive, you don't conceive, then who do you want to be the baby?"

Wen Yanshu sat on the edge of the bed and really thought about it: "Mocha."

"Why?" Zheng Chengyan helped him take off his coat, and took off his shoes and socks.

Wen Yanshu didn't answer, instead, he raised his face and sniffed his neck, suffering from an occupational disease: "Chocolate, caramel, bread."

Zheng Chengyan struggled to take off his pants from Wen Yanshu's body: "That's the smell of Porter beer, and you have it too."

Wen Yanshu, who only had a thin long-sleeved T-shirt left, became very light. Zheng Chengyan used his strength to hold the other person's back and buttocks, hugged him to the middle of the bed, and asked in a low voice: "Yanshu, usually Are you tired of being so busy at work and hiding so many things on your mind?"

Wen Yanshu's hands were still on Zheng Chengyan's shoulders, his body was light and fluttering, and he didn't want to make any more movements, but he was pondering why he was so light.

After a while, he understood, Zheng Chengyan looked at him too seriously, he saw that he was put into Zheng Chengyan's eyes, so he didn't have to bear his own weight for the time being.

In a daze, he also handed over the two words that were pressing on his heart to the other party.

"No one has ever asked me if I'm tired. You are the first one." Wen Yanshu stretched out his index finger, and touched Zheng Chengyan's lips, "Honey, I like you so much."

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The drunken Yanshu thought: Because I am a wife and Zheng Chengyan is a husband, so the baby can only be Mocha.