"Ruanruan, this is beef and vegetable hotpot, and it seems to have three flavors."
"There's also a spicy tripe hotpot and a tomato hotpot. You can choose whatever type you want."
Ruanruan looked up and saw boxes neatly stacked up. The outer packaging had big words saying "pot bottom" written on it, and there were even picture advertisements.
She asked Zhao Chengqian to pour water for her, then put the lid on, and she carried the self-heating hot pot to an unopened box.
Then he sat down on another box.
She just sat there waiting obediently, with her hands stuffed into her pockets, her neck shrunk, and half of her face tucked into her collar.
I stared blankly at the forest in front of me. All the trees in the forest had withered into branches, covered with snow, which gave them a unique beauty.
She narrowed her eyes and noticed that there was a little boy in the crowd who was shorter than Xiaogan's brother. "Little brother, who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?"
Although Wang Ping had lost some weight, his cheeks still had some flesh, his face was red, his skin was cracked from the cold, his mouth was dry and bleeding, and his hands were covered with frostbite, but his big black eyes were very clear.
One can remember him by his eyes at a glance.
"Little doctor, my name is Wang Ping, and I have only been with the prince for a short time." He said honestly.
"Your face is cracked from the cold. If you continue like this, it will bleed, and so will your mouth." Ruanruan touched her pocket and took out a tube of hand cream.
"It's very painful. Apply this on your face and hands first. It will relieve the pain a little. When Ruanruan comes home, I'll give you a frostbite cream and lip balm."
She handed the thing in her hand to Wang Ping.
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