"Cold, cold... Ye Fan, you have to figure out a way to warm me up. Otherwise, I won't die from poison but from the cold instead!" Zhao Lina shivered as she called out to Ye Fan in a halting voice.
Ye Fan thought for a moment and said, "The heating is already turned up to the max. We can't start a fire in the car, so there's only one way to warm you up."
The bus they were sitting in wasn't great in quality. Even with the heater turned to its highest setting, on this nearly zero-degree rainy night, it could only keep the inside of the bus at about sixteen or seventeen degrees.
"What way? Just tell me!" Zhao Lina immediately demanded.
Ye Fan said, "Sacrifice me a bit, use my body heat to warm you up, how about that?"
"Ye Fan, you jerk, still trying to take advantage of me at a time like this!" Zhao Lina immediately glared at him and cursed, "Once I've recovered, I swear I'll castrate you!"
