What scent of pheromones do you like?

Bai Luochuan: ...

The Pocky had been snapped into pieces.

Even the longest piece was less than half its original length.

After opening the packet and checking its contents, Bai Luochuan did not rush to choose.

Instead, he turned to glance toward the Production Team.

They took the hint.

They immediately answered, "We only brought this one packet, but it's fine! The game is more interesting at this length. Or would you like us to pick one for you?"

Of course not.

Bai Luochuan understood what the Production Team was thinking.

If he let them choose, they would pick out the shortest one.

And push the entertainment value to a new peak.

So he shook his head and ultimately took the relatively longest piece.

Terrified that Qi Yu would swallow more than half of it in one go again.

Bai Luochuan could only put one end in his own mouth himself.

He looked up at Qi Yu, who was a good bit taller than him.

Light flickered in his golden eyes.

Qi Yu's smile grew even brighter.

He lowered his head and leaned close to Bai Luochuan.

Rather than rushing to take the Pocky between his teeth, he lowered his voice instead.

Slowly, he said, "Ge, you look like you're asking me for a kiss right now..."

Bai Luochuan: !!!

Fuck.

I forgot about that.

Even if Qi Yu was the one to bite second, this length would definitely let him lean in for a kiss!

When he realized this, his heartbeat began to quicken involuntarily.

He had thought Qi Yu would seize the opening.

But unexpectedly, the scent of vetiver only drew close for a moment before swiftly retreating, without touching his lips at all.

Like a bird lightly touching down on a lake.

When it spread its wings and flew away, it left only ripples across the surface.

The ripples kept spreading.

The familiar fragrance seemed to linger beneath his nose.

Bai Luochuan froze for a moment.

Instinctively, he bit through the piece of Pocky left in his mouth.

The sweet fragrance of milk spread across his tongue.

As though suddenly reminding him of what had just happened, it sent sweetness flooding into his heart, set his cheeks aflame, and tinged even his ears crimson.

The penalty was over.

The Production Team was already calling everyone over, saying they could move on to the next activity.

But Bai Luochuan remained rooted to the spot.

His mind buzzed.

He was having a little trouble distinguishing the virtual from reality.

Just as his brain crashed, a soft warmth reached his fingertips again.

Qi Yu had gently squeezed his fingers.

With a smile, he said, "Ge, when we name the guest who makes our heart flutter again today, can you let your heart flutter for me?"

Bai Luochuan reacted as though he had been electrocuted.

He quickly pulled his fingers away.

Parting his lips, he tried to defend himself. "I..."

"I know, the game," Qi Yu said, smiling. "But I'm not a cosplayer, and I'm not playing anyone. Ge, you can trust me. I'll explain everything properly once the show is over."

One stone stirred a thousand waves.

Even Qi Yu himself had not expected to say something so important so easily.

He simply did not want to explain any further in front of the cameras.

Because whether it was a game or transmigration, something he could readily accept would, in other people's eyes, mean Bai Luochuan was crazy and had dreamed up far too many stories for himself.

He did not want to see anyone insult his wife.

This was the treasure he cherished in the palm of his hand.

How could he possibly allow anyone to sully him?

As his words fell, just as he had imagined, Bai Luochuan looked even more dazed than before.

But that was all right.

Qi Yu took the opportunity to take Bai Luochuan's hand.

He led him along after the group.

They walked behind the others, neither too close nor too far, keeping some distance but never falling behind.

They walked for several minutes.

Only then did Bai Luochuan suddenly look up at Qi Yu. "You just said you weren't a cosplayer. I..."

"Shh-" Qi Yu raised a finger to his lips, softly cutting off Bai Luochuan's question.

His foxlike eyes curved into a smile again.

He said, "It's our secret. Let's talk when it's just the two of us. I don't want anyone else to hear."

[Holy shit! Qi Yu, that's not fair! Once we're online, we're all family! What secret can't you let your Folks hear?!]

[Exactly, Qi Yu! Don't be so stingy! I want to know too!]

[Wait, he said he's not a cosplayer and isn't playing anyone, which means...]

[This is Qi Yu himself!]

[So why is Bai Luochuan so special? I'm so curious! What's special about Bai Luochuan? Is he an Omega? Why does Qi Yu like him so much?!]

[Bai Luochuan is a bona fide Beta. If he were even remotely an Omega, he wouldn't have ended up on the crime news.]

[So what exactly is attracting Qi Yu?! It's not pheromones, right?]

Speculation ran rampant in the live comments.

But no one could reach a definite conclusion.

When they reached the next platform, the Production Team decided it was about time and had everyone stop, saying they would have lunch first, then continue upward.

Just like yesterday.

Lunch was not something they could simply eat.

Today, too, there was an activity they had to do before eating.

It was very simple.

The host would randomly grab a few toothpicks from the pile on the table and have everyone guess how many he held.

There would be no more than six.

And whoever guessed correctly would get a chance to ask any guest a question.

Any question at all.

Qi Yu and Bai Luochuan were still holding hands.

Bai Luochuan had not let go.

Naturally, Qi Yu pretended he had forgotten too.

Neither of them had his mind on the game.

So, of course, they simply picked a random number for the first round.

As usual, luck was not on their side.

The first person to choose the correct number was Lan Muxing.

Everyone had thought that, with this valuable opportunity, he would surely ask his partner on the show a question. Unexpectedly, however, Lan Muxing merely blushed shyly, then turned his gaze straight toward Qi Yu.

Speaking without hesitation, he asked, "Mr. Qi, I'd like to ask, what... scent of pheromones do you prefer?"

The moment those words left his mouth.

The entire place fell silent.

In the world of ABO, pheromones were a very private matter to begin with.

His question was even more direct and specific than asking what type of person Qi Yu liked.

After all, an instinctive preference generally signified high compatibility.

Lan Muxing blinked.

If the situation had allowed it.

He would have liked to release his own pheromones and let Qi Yu fully experience that warm, lingering intimacy of being surrounded by an Omega's pheromones.

Yet the moment Qi Yu heard the question, he smiled.

He answered bluntly, "I like my wife's pheromones. Whatever he smells like, that's what I like. If he doesn't have pheromones, then I don't like the scent of any pheromones. It's about the person, nothing else."