Luckily, the Infinity had prepared cold-proof supplies in advance, and Chen Sixuan distributed canned meat to everyone tonight. Everyone hid in their warm little spots, feeling somewhat comfortable.
In a small, beautifully arranged life cabin, Xiao Yuan wrapped herself in a thick blanket and opened the light-blocking shade. She looked outside at the raging blizzard in the dark night, a bit of worry showing on her face. She reached out to touch the glass, instantly feeling a bone-chilling cold, causing her to frown.
She quickly closed the shading panel and shrank back onto her little bed. In the corner beside her pillow, there were two cans of snow pear preserved carefully by her.
