Wu Changyun did not answer. Ten minutes was already considered long.

The two of them sat on the ground, and soon the frozen ground became damp, and Zhao Yazhi began to sneeze. Wu Changyun asked her to take off her shoes, and Zhao Yazhi obediently placed her two clean little feet in Wu Changyun's arms.

The two of them sat like this for a while in a very ambiguous posture.

"Aren't you cold?"

"I'm fine."

The two of them started to have a cold war tacitly. Seeing that Wu Changyun didn't even have a coat, Zhao Yazhi sat up and crossed Wu Changyun's legs, stepped on his shoes and sat in Wu Changyun's arms.

He put his coat on inside out and let Wu Changyun's arm pass into the sleeve, so that the two of them were close to each other.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the two kissed each other and caressed each other's bodies in the light of the fire, like two uncontrollable wild beasts.

The sky gradually darkened, and several flashlights shone everywhere on the snow.

The housekeeper and the search and rescue team finally found the location of Wu Changyun and Zhao Yazhi.

The first one to arrive was Liang Jiahui. He came over first and then shouted loudly for others to come over. Seeing that Wu Changyun had no coat on, he handed his coat to the other party.

Wu Changyun intended to postpone it, but considering the other party's thoughts, he still accepted Liang Jiahui's coat.

When Liang Jiahui lowered his head, he saw one of Zhao Yazhi's socks hanging on Wu Changyun's belt, and her coat was covered with a lot of dirt. Suddenly, his thoughts became a little strange.

Liang Jiahui deliberately turned his eyes away, not wanting to see those clues.