The military district covered in white snow gives rise to a different kind of beauty. An Yi got off the car and stood watching for a while, and as she turned her head, she saw Qin Zheng had almost finished unloading the things. He reminded her, "Quickly go inside, there's a heated bed. I'll return the car and bring back some food."
It was about noon meal time, An Yi remembered he had a stove and pot in his room: "What food are you talking about, I'll make it for you, I brought plenty of food."
Qin Zheng raised an eyebrow with full of anticipation: "No wonder it was so heavy. Now I'm in for a treat. Alright, I'll listen to you, I'll return the car."
An Yi waved at him, lifted the heavy curtain, and walked inside. The warm air hit her face, making her squint comfortably.
"In this cold winter, it's best to stay in your own space and enjoy!"
