Although the gentleman's clothes were highly sweat-absorbent,
they could not stop the sweat from constantly seeping out from Yi Chen's forehead, each droplet carrying the scent of hormones.
The rising body temperature and the emergence of primitive desires quickly made Yi Chen realize that the spores permeating the air could slowly penetrate the clothes and the plant defenses, subtly influencing the body.
Perhaps it was the Grey Zone that enhanced the spores' ability to infiltrate.
The hands the two held were continuously wet with sweat, even dripping down between the fingers... slippery and sticky.
This sensation was like a sweltering country cottage, where a man and a woman were squeezed into a stuffy bedroom when a power outage occurred.
As they walked along the village roads, they drew closer to each other until they stopped in their tracks and turned to face each other.
Even separated by masks, they could still hear each other's increasingly rapid breathing,