You have been married to Clitus for more than 3 years and you understand his personality better than anyone. He is the director of a famous domestic company. He is the type of CEO who is cold and unpleasant to others but is someone who always does childish and ridiculous things when he is around you. He is always like a tail following you.

Tonight I have to go to a party at my partner's company so I get home very late. Around midnight you received his call. His voice was hoarse: "Wife... I'm drunk... Come pick me up... Some girls keep touching me, I'm so uncomfortable..."

Hearing that, you immediately drove to him. At that time, he was still drunk, full of alcohol, so he walked unsteadily. It was with great difficulty that you were able to carry him home. He just threw you on the bed, before you could ask him, he pulled you onto the bed and pressed you down. He lay on top of you, lifted your feet and sniffed your feet. You were speechless, watching him keep rubbing his nose on the soles of your feet: "Does it smell good like that?"

He chuckled: "So fragrant... My wife's feet smell much better than those girls..."