His body temperature kept rising, a sign that his heat was coming.
The scent of moth orchids kept wafting over. It was Chu Xinghui's pheromone scent.
"There are suppressants in my backpack. Could you bring them over?"
Chu Xinghui's limbs were so weak that he could not stand up. He could only lean against the tree.
Suppressants could effectively help people in heat get through it.
Previously, because Pei Hanmo had been by his side, Chu Xinghui had rarely carried such things.
But ever since the company had nearly sent him to some boss's bed a year ago, Chu Xinghui had kept a tube of blocker in his bag every day.
Pei Hanmo walked to the edge of the forest, picked up Chu Xinghui's backpack, and searched through it.
There was indeed a suppressant inside.
He opened the packaging and pulled the protective covering off the needle.
"I'll help you."
The moth orchid pheromones grew stronger and stronger, surrounding Pei Hanmo as though staking their claim.
He lifted one of Chu Xinghui's arms and injected him with the suppressant.
"Mm..."
As the liquid in the syringe steadily went down, the burning heat in Chu Xinghui's body eased considerably.
But it still had not subsided completely.
Pei Hanmo stepped forward, pressed his forehead against Chu Xinghui's, and said:
"You're still a little warm."
As he spoke, he released soothing pheromones to ease Chu Xinghui's discomfort.
Feeling the soothing effects of the pheromones, Chu Xinghui said:
"You don't have to help me like this..."
He had gotten through it this way for the past two years.
"All right, all right. Let's get you through this first."
Pei Hanmo's voice was full of tenderness, with a hint of helplessness.
After resting for a while, he finally regained a little strength. Bracing himself against the tree behind him, he shakily stood up.
"Come on. Let's find the cameraman."
They were still filming the variety show. They could not stay off camera for so long.
Pei Hanmo clearly had not had enough time with him. Pouting, he reluctantly scooped up the backpack from the ground and followed behind Chu Xinghui to keep him from falling.
Then he took out his phone and messaged the director, telling him where they were.
The cameraman was resting at another entrance farther up. After receiving the director's message, he waited there for the two of them to arrive.
[They wore our poor cameraman out.]
[They ran that fast?]
[Wait, from this angle, it really looks like they came up from below. Confess! What were you two doing just now?!]
Chu Xinghui walked up to the cameraman and apologized:
"Sorry, we were walking too fast."
"It's fine, it's fine."
[Why is Chu Xinghui's face so red?]
[Yeah, he looks really flushed. Is he too tired?]
[There's something I'm not sure I should say...]
[I suggest you don't. You'll learn your lesson when you get the livestream banned.]
Pei Hanmo caught up from behind, and the two continued upward.
Because of their delay earlier, they were now in last place out of all the teams.
But neither was in much of a hurry, and they slowly climbed on.
"You really aren't after that badge?"
Still unsure, Chu Xinghui checked again, giving Pei Hanmo a suspicious look.
"Is that really what you think of me?"
Pei Hanmo did not know whether to laugh or cry as he continued up the stairs:
"But if you want it... I could consider helping you."
Chu Xinghui rolled his eyes and took a large step away from Pei Hanmo.
The two had been moving too fast earlier for the livestream viewers to notice anything unusual about Pei Hanmo. Only now did they realize that the clothes he had been wearing were gone.
In their place was another shirt that looked a little small. It stretched taut over him, faintly revealing the muscles underneath.
[Wah, your muscles are pretty big, handsome. Can I touch them?]
[This shirt... haven't I seen it somewhere before?]
[You above, you're a Chu Xinghui fan too, right?! I was just about to say, isn't that Huihui's shirt?!!]
[Genuine question: why is Pei Hanmo wearing someone else's clothes?]
[Genuine question: why do Chu Xinghui's fans call it matching couple outfits whenever they see the same style?]
It took the two of them nearly three hours to reach the meeting point at the summit.
The other six were all sitting around the meeting point, waiting for them to arrive.
At the sight of the two, the director immediately stood up from the ground:
"Let's welcome the final pair to reach the summit!"
Wen Liangtian also stood up from the ground and walked over to Chu Xinghui:
"You two left first. How come you only got here now?"
He had only come within three or four meters of him when the scent of Pei Hanmo's pheromones hit him head-on, leaving Wen Liangtian a little dazed.
His gaze darted between the two a few times before he backed away in sudden realization.
So these two had been getting up to this and that while the camera wasn't on them!
Chu Xinghui could not smell Pei Hanmo's pheromones on himself. Watching Wen Liangtian's strange movements, he tilted his head in confusion.
What was going on?
"All right, you two, go sit over there and eat too~"
They had been on this variety show for two days and had gone hungry for two days. Who knew how the fans on Weibo would curse them out once the show aired?
The director soothed his startled little heart and decided to choose a different way of traveling next time.
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