wolf sniff

The momentary carnival makes people feel as if they were abandoned by the waves, and the blood is retrograde when they fall again.

Wen Yu didn't know how long he and Wen Yu had kissed and hugged each other, and when they separated again, their breathing was still unstable.

"I have to go back." He realized that he had been out for too long, showing annoyed expression: "I have to try to explain this when I go home..."

Wen Yu lowered his head and stroked his forehead hair, and smiled: "I've already prepared it for you."

"what to prepare?"

The man took out a small and light perfume sample from his coat pocket, opened the cap and sprayed it lightly on himself.

AccaKappaWhiteMoss, white moss.

Wen Yu hadn't seen the name on the label clearly under the street lamp, but her sense of smell had already taken the lead.

"What...why are you spraying female fragrance on yourself?"

The smell is very light, even if you pay attention, it seems to smell spring rain and juniper berries.

Wen Yu took back the perfume and opened his arms to him: "Come here and rub it for a while."

Wen Yu suddenly came to his senses, blushed and rubbed against his chest, and said quickly, "I'll go back first."

The man reached out to catch him, and leaned over to rub each other's cheeks.

Dry and soft, the touch is heart-warming.

This action is particularly like two beasts feeling and confirming each other.Wen Yu never told him that every time he rubbed his face, he felt that it was more tender than a kiss.

But even if he didn't say it, Wen Yu seemed to know it.

It was already late when she returned home, but Yan Wanxin rarely called to remind her.

Wen Yu knew that the procedure to be reviewed was to come, so when he went home, he walked so fast that sweat dripped from his forehead.

When he opened the door and entered, Yan Wanxin was using big iron shears to trim the dead branches of the pomegranate tree, half of her body was stuck into the tree.

"Don't you check what time it is?"

Wen Yu deliberately walked over and offered to help her get the basket of fallen leaves.

As soon as he approached, Yan Wanxin sniffled her nose, showing a surprised expression.

"you……"

She actually smelled the fragrance of a little girl on him.

Wen Yu pretended to be casual, holding the basket in one hand and sweeping the fallen leaves nearby with the other.

"There happened to be a colleague in the school who was working overtime. Her computer was broken. I helped fix it for a long time."

"It's fixed?"

"Well, small problem."

Yan Wanxin hadn't finished her work, so she got off the bed and sniffed again.

"You smell of sweat, go take a shower."

That's the end of the topic, no further questions.

Wen Yu took a quick shower, and stretched out his arms to sniff again when he lay back on the bed, the faint grassy fragrance still lingered.

The water flow washed away his sweat, so that the light fragrance became more pure.

Smells innocent yet seductive.

Wen Yu was rolling under the air conditioner with the quilt in his arms, thinking that Wen Yu could think of such a trick...

Even if the man is sprayed with a gentle feminine fragrance, it still makes people subconsciously feel dangerous.

You can't see through at a glance, but you can't help but look at him.

The phone vibrated twice.

[If I smell it]: Good night, boyfriend.

Wen Yu looked at the screen for two seconds, buried his face in the quilt, and didn't look up for a long while.

When I went back to work the next day, the world was as usual, nothing had changed.

The students greeted him as always, and some colleagues in the office received a large box of chocolates.

Wen Yu turned on the computer and fished while he thought to himself, many important moments in his life seemed to be like this.

I expected thunderbolts and heavy rain, but when I stepped in, I found that it was another ordinary day.

It's like the college entrance examination, like a father in prison.

It's like he's starting a relationship that's not allowed again.

Not even the smell of the air changed a bit.

The four classes in the morning are already full, and there is still a long school meeting in the afternoon.

When Wen Yu was in class, she was worried that her smile was too bright, so she paused every time she stepped onto the podium to feel it, and found that she was calmer than usual.

The students are very energetic, and some people will smile and wink with him when singing.

After the third class was over, my boyfriend sent me a message.

[If I smell it]: Where do we go for lunch together?

[Bu Le]: San Window, help me grab the fish head.

[If I smell it]:?

[If I smell it]: Why are you unhappy again.

Wen Yu pursed her lips and suppressed a smile, turned off the phone, and didn't answer him.

The rehearsal of the fourth class took a little more time, and the end of get out of class was 10 minutes late.

A few students who were waiting to cook showed anxious expressions when they rang the bell, and were stared at by the class representative several times, reluctantly singing along.

Fortunately, this time they got together very well, and the game should be stable tomorrow.

"Go quickly." Wen Yu smiled and waved his hands: "See you tomorrow."

"Teacher Wen, let's go eat quickly too! Thank you for your hard work!"

"Come on, brothers!! It's too late and there are no ribs to eat!!"

Wen Yu packed up the lesson plans and walked slowly to the cafeteria.

The three windows have fish heads with chopped peppers today, the queue is long, and there is not enough space to even extend to the dining table.

One group of students are busy eating their food, while the other group is watching eagerly.

When Wen Yu walked over, he was not in a hurry, he looked very much like those teachers who had finished their meal.

Pei Zhuo just met him, smiled and raised the ice yogurt in his hand: "You must try this, the chef makes it himself, it tastes very good."

"Okay, make a note of it."

"Mr. Wen seems to be a judge for tomorrow's competition, right?" Pei Zhuo smiled and blinked: "Be merciful to the subordinates."

After chatting a few words before walking forward, Wen Yu just ordered two meals.

The students were still wondering who their head teacher would condescend to cook for, but when they saw Wen Yu coming over, they let out a long oh.

Wen Yu turned to look at them: "Strange?"

"It's not strange, it's not strange!" A group of little girls said happily: "You eat, you eat!"

Wen Yu accepted his share with a smile, and went to find empty tables and chairs with him.

A murmur came from behind.

"I remember that Teacher Wen never eats spicy food..."

"Isn't it so obvious?"

After Wen Yu sat down, he first sniffed his arm, and then stretched it out for Wen Yu to smell.

"Does it still smell?"

"Yes, splashed with the juice of chopped pepper fish head." Wen Yu said honestly, "I can eat two mouthfuls of rice with just your sleeve."

Wen Yu couldn't help laughing, and tapped his dinner plate lightly with his chopsticks.

"Why are you unhappy today?"

Wen Yu knew that Wen Yu was still struggling with his WeChat name, so he suppressed his smile on purpose, and said flatly: "Eat, be careful not to get caught by the fish head."

He did it on purpose.

His temperament is not peaceful, even if he likes him very much, he has to hide it as if it is only seven points.

It can be heard that Yu is sometimes smarter than him.

If you have a lot of love, you still have to give three points today, suddenly you don’t give it tomorrow, and you give eleven points all at once the day after tomorrow.

The two stuck to each other, never tired of it.

Wen Yu didn't ask much, and after eating, he took the ice yogurt Wen Yu bought, a little surprised.

"You like drinking this now?"

Wen Yu shrugged: "I may have changed a lot."

"Let's go, let's take a seat in the school council in advance." Wen Yu got up with yogurt and said, "If you are late, you will only have a seat in the front row, and you can see the principal's nostrils."

Wen Yu was startled: "Can I sit with you?"

"What can't you do?" Wen Yu looked sideways: "Other teachers also sit casually depending on their mood. Last time, Teacher Huang secretly played cards with Teacher Zhang in the back row."

Wen Yu followed behind him, walked a few steps and said: "When we were studying together...it seems."

The man laughed.

"I remember too."

The school auditorium has been refurbished several times, but it still smells familiar when you walk there.

It is damp and cool, like a small piece of moss creeping somewhere.

When Wen Yu was in high school, he always walked behind Wen Yu. Sometimes he followed too fast, and the tip of his nose would hit his back.

When he was not in love, the young Wen Yu would always stop and frown at him, as if wondering.

After falling in love, they don't dare to sit next to each other. They have to keep a distance and avoid mutual suspicion.

Even if they are always at the front and back desks due to a coincidence in grades, they will be separated by two or three rows in private.

No matter who sits in the front row, they will look back and stare at the other person for a few seconds while chatting with friends in the back row.

It can be regarded as sticking quietly under the teacher's nose for a while.

His identity has actually become a teacher.

And actually have to come to the auditorium for endless meetings.

The two sat down one after another in the corner, Wen Yu opened his notebook, and waited for the principal to come and speak later.

Wen Yu felt drowsy gradually when he was full, watching teachers sitting down one after another in twos and threes in the distance, reached out to take Wen Yu's pen, and drew a nine-square grid on his notebook.

Like a 17-year-old who hasn't changed at all, self-willed and relaxed.

Wen Yu stared at him for a few seconds before taking the pen, drawing a cross next to the circle, and playing the boring game of backgammon.

In fact, there was a pen in Wen Yu's pocket, and two pens in Wen Yu's file folder.

None of them took out another pen, staying in the most troublesome way.

A pen was swapped back and forth, fingertip to fingertip now and then, knuckle to knuckle.

Teacher Qian, who was in the next class halfway through the game, passed by here, and didn't think there was any problem at all.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Wen, yo, Mr. Wen is here too."

Both of them who were flirting secretly smiled lightly: "Hello, Teacher Qian."

The two were No.1 and No.2 in the class back then, so naturally they could not win or lose after playing a game of three chess.

Wen Yu yawned, took the pen and drew three circles in one go, and then a diagonal line ran through it.

"Candied haws, here you go."

Wen Yu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It's very nice."

Wen Yu tilted his head to look at him, with a hint of arrogance.

"Actually... I'm still a little nervous." Wen Yu put down his pen and lowered his voice, "I'm really in a relationship, I don't feel it at all."

It's a workplace and a school, and the principal is already sitting at the front and starting to test the microphone.

"do not have it."

Wen Yu took his hand and gently pulled it into his arms.

Wen Yu's sitting posture was not very good at first, but suddenly he lay down in weightlessness, slid across the man's chest and lay on his lap, completely enveloped by a gloomy aura.

They sit in the privileged last row, and no one will look at them.

The headmaster had already started talking about the clichés about quarterly summaries, and the teachers in the front row were playing their own tricks and nodding indirectly.

Many official and official terms floated over the auditorium, and no one noticed the fermenting hormones in the corner.

He was lying in his arms, his palms were so tense that they were hot.