The Smell of Danger

"What's going on?" Jiang Yao asked gingerly, withdrawing her hands from Moe.

"I can smell danger on you." Moe looked at Jiang Yao grimly. After swiftly scanning his surroundings and determining that there was no imminent danger, he then relaxed and jumped down from her bed. He drew closer and kept sniffing at her.

"For the love of God, you smell like that man! Both of your scents are intermingled. Were you with him these past few days?" Moe bolted back to his cat bed. "Don't come close, I don't like his scent at all."

"That man happens to be my husband. That's right, I was with him earlier." Jiang Yao replied.

She did not expect a cat like Moe to have a dog's powerful sense of smell.

Moe glanced at Jiang Yao and replied nonchalantly, "Exactly! That is your husband's scent. I smelled that exact odor back at your house too!"

"What's wrong with his scent then?" Only Jiang Yao could criticize her husband, no one else should be allowed to!