Shi Yu went back to the dormitory to get her lunch box, and by the time she returned to the dining hall, Chen Shaojie was already waiting at the door.
She walked quickly, "It's so cold outside, why didn't you sit inside?"
Chen Shaojie was carefree, "I consider it exercise."
As a pilot, one not only needs excellent flying skills but also a strong physique, good stress resistance, and ability to adapt to extreme environments.
A little freezing in a snowy world is nothing.
Miss Shen, on the other hand, had just been sick a couple of days ago and couldn't afford to catch a cold again.
Chen Shaojie took a step to the side, "I just checked, there's lamb soup available, how about we have that?"
Shen Qingqing had no objections, "Anything's fine."
"Miss Shen, you go find a seat first and I'll come find you after I get the food."
Saying that, he reached for the lunch box in her hand.
