The starving young master

The two of them slowly walked out of the laboratory and sat in front of the fireplace.

It was already deep into winter, and the temperature in the mountains was low, so the fire in the fireplace had never been extinguished.

Rong Yan's and Gu Hesheng's hands were purple from the cold, and they only managed to warm up after being roasted for a while, regaining some feeling.

"In a while, soak yourself in hot water, then apply some anti-freezing ointment to prevent frostbite," Gu Hesheng said.

rong yan nodded and said,"yes, good zhenzhen."

liancheng yazhi's and rong nuo's body temperatures had dropped at this moment. rong yan's heart finally had a moment of peace. she was extremely nervous just now and kept repeating the same action. she was exhausted and wanted to rest, but she did not dare to relax completely.