Rhode Island Park Project

The transportation routes of the Sailing Bracelet remain an important channel for Rhodes Island to exchange materials with the outside world. In the days ahead, this heavy burden will continue to rely on you all to shoulder..."

A low, steady voice drifted into the communication room, and with the click of the recording ending, it slowly fell into silence.

"Looks pretty good, doesn't it?"

Frost Star, who was leaning against the operating table with his hands on the table, took the initiative to speak.

"It's just a small act of encouragement. If I can't even do this, I, a PhD candidate, will become a mascot."

Luo Hang smiled and put down the monitoring headphones in his hand.

"Currently, all members of the elite self-rescue team are still outside. I'm afraid this message can only be heard by them when the message is delivered and appended to it.

It could be an encrypted channel, a tape, or even written on paper. By the time everyone hears this, it will probably be an unknown amount of time.”

"...But even if that's the case, even if the only person who receives these words is someone else's copy, they still hold irreplaceable meaning for those fighting on the front lines, right?"

Froststar whispered.

It’s not that these words have any important value, but that one’s efforts have been recognized sufficiently. For many people, this is enough motivation to continue working hard.

And the source that makes some ordinary words have enough weight——

“So, it really wasn’t a very hard job.”

Luo Hang stood up from his seat.

It’s not that these words have any special meaning, but they come from his own mouth, so they have weight.

As for what he did, it wasn't much.

“But still, no one can deny its value.”

"hehe,"

He chuckled softly, "Let's not dwell on this issue any more. This is a rare vacation. Doesn't your Highness have any plans?"

He naturally put his arms around the slender waist of the snow-white and cold white rabbit in front of him, and walked towards the door of the communication room together.

"You don't have to do your job anymore?"

Yelena glanced at him, the corners of her thin lips slightly raised.

"Work won't affect our vacation."

He shrugged. "We're not bricklayers back then, running around all day. We might as well deal with the problem quickly and efficiently. Then we can use the remaining free time for vacation, right?

You are the protagonist this time, I will listen to you, okay~?"

This was a promise that the scumbag made skillfully. To someone, it was completely normal, but Frost Star, who was hugged by his waist, suddenly became interested.

"That's what you said. If I'm not mistaken, we're going to help the refugees this time, right?"

Although he still hadn't figured out what Her Royal Highness the Princess was thinking, he nodded anyway.

"That's right. Although the Tara people are generally ostracized and discriminated against by Victoria, they are not without conflicts within themselves. This is especially true with the infected. Regardless of whether they are oppressed or not, it does not prevent ordinary people from further oppressing and venting their anger on the infected."

"So,"

Her Royal Highness the Princess continued, "I've made up my mind."

One of the highest-ranking officials in the Reunion Movement, Her Highness the Princess of the Ursus Snowfields, and a major force in the Infected Human Rights Movement, declared to him with a flawless smile:

"This time, after we get there, I'll give you the mission and the rewards."

He blinked.

"Can I ask first, what are the rewards?"

The corners of Her Royal Highness's lips curved upwards again, and she raised an index finger as slender as an ice sculpture and pressed it on his lips in a very seductive manner.

The cool temperature and delicate touch were clearly transmitted together, and at the same time, the voice of Her Royal Highness the Princess seemed to be full of some charm.

"We have everything you want."

Yelena looked at him with smiling eyes, "But you can't touch me until the mission is completed. Do you dare to accept it, my doctor?"

He smiled brightly.

"no problem!"

Chapter 321: Will Miss Frost Star get burned when she kisses?

The vacation plan was happily decided.

Although according to the agreement he cannot attack Her Royal Highness the Snow-White Princess, but don't forget that his loyal captain of the guard is also with him on this trip!

"Come to my room and sleep at night,"

On the ship at night, Yelena, standing before him, personally made this imaginative request to him, with a slightly peculiar smile on her face, "I'll leave you a place on the bed, just take care of yourself."

"Uh--"

Of course, being able to share a bed with Her Royal Highness the Princess is something one would love to have, but in the current situation, perhaps the captain of one's own guard is more attractive...

He looked at the white rabbit in front of him with a look of ridicule in its eyes, feeling a bit amused and helpless.

"How about the three of us go together?"

"You have a good idea."

Yelena crossed her arms and didn't say anything else, just looked at him.

He looked at the Doberman who was standing not far away and was also looking at him.

He was sure that if it was his request, Dubin would definitely execute it unconditionally, but the problem now was——

"I'll listen to you, my princess."

He shook his head helplessly and amusedly, then came to Yelena's side, leaning close to the white rabbit's ear with a faintly ambiguous smile on his face, "But, besides not crossing the line, it should be okay for me to accept some compensation, right~?"

Yelena raised her head and looked at him with a smile.

"Then you have to be sure, it's just a little bit, okay?"

"I am very sure."

He smiled brightly and put his arm around the shoulders of the princess who had already taken a bath and changed into pajamas.

As he walked past Doberman who was standing on the side of the road, he loosened his grip a little and kissed him on the forehead.

"Have a good rest, good night~"

Dubin nodded, then continued to stand there silently waiting for him to enter the door first.

To be honest, I felt quite guilty for leaving my loyal captain of the guard alone without even asking for his opinion.

But for a scumbag, this kind of guilt is probably something that comes and goes quickly.

He hugged Frost Star and walked into the ship's dormitory, while Doberman watched quietly at the door of the dormitory next door.

The three of them had originally arranged their rooms to be adjacent to each other, which was much more convenient now. At least they didn't have to worry about walking around the ship in their pajamas early tomorrow morning.

"Can't bear to part with you?"

Frost Star, who was standing next to him, looked at him with a smile.

"With Her Royal Highness the Princess accompanying me, how could I be reluctant to leave?"

He lowered his head with a smile, his face close to Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Frost Star's face retreated slightly, but he did not stop.

He continued to approach the retreating princess's delicate face, and the already small distance between them slowly shortened.

...encountered.

There were no unexpected phone calls, no sudden knocks on the door, no surprises that always make people crazy at the critical moment -

After their lips touched, he skillfully pressed his lips against the princess's slightly cold, thin lips.

Without even looking at the environment in the room, he just stood behind the door that had just closed and started to linger with the princess in his arms, his hand restlessly falling on the corner of Frost Star's loose pajamas.

Slightly sliding along the gaps in the fabric, the edge of the fingertips slowly sank into the soft fabric, passing through the warm fabric, and suddenly touched a piece of icy jade-like skin.

When his hand was about to move upwards quietly from the bottom of the clothes, another delicate hand pressed on his hand.

Frost Star took her own initiative to leave his lips, with a slight blush on her snow-white cheeks and a slight smile in her eyes, and pulled his hand out of his clothes.

"As for compensation, that's the end of it, okay?"

"Isn't this too fast?"

He blinked in mock innocence.

"Not at all,"

Yelena, who was standing close to him, suddenly glanced at him in an unusually charming way.

"Your temperature is too hot. If you continue... I might get burned by you."

Yelena spoke softly, raising a finger as white as snow in front of him and pressing it against his lower lip. Suddenly, she looked at him meaningfully and changed the subject:

"what about the taste?"

"Hmm... like returning to the snowfield?"

He tilted his head.

The kissing experience with Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Snowfield is indeed very special. Putting aside other things, the first experience is the coldness, so cold that it makes people feel that their lips are frozen.

But the severe cold of the snowfield is one thing, and the pleasant, or rather, delicious cloves hiding in the snowfield are another.

She is delicate and exquisite, with the grace and composure of a princess. She just waits in her seat for his invitation, just like inviting a dance partner at a ball. Only when Her Royal Highness the Princess's soft and boneless hand is placed in yours, will the princess follow you.

And, well, the taste is a bit like ice cream that has just melted away the top layer of frost right after it enters your mouth... In the initial stage of thawing rather than melting at body temperature, it has the silkiness, subtle flexibility and softness of dairy products. It is not sticky like melted ice cream that will flow down and get all over your hands, but only has a thin layer of moisture and delicacy on the top layer.

If you think about it this way, you can't help but worry whether their Snow Princess' kiss will be melted by him.

Froststar is not in good health.

Even if he is responsible for medical treatment, he can only maintain life. It is still very difficult to completely cure the patient.

Originium is an entire path used by previous civilizations for self-rescue and inheritance. What it contains is not just a simple mineral disease. Froststar, whose body is deeply affected by Originium, can get burned even by drinking ordinary hot drinks. The burns caused by his kiss may not be just a joke from Froststar.

But even so—

"Then your temperature will melt the snowfield."

Yelena gave him a light smile.

"Next time, we'll have to wait until the snow freezes over again."

She looked him straight in the eyes, her cool fingertips still pressed against his lower lip.

It was not until he slightly curled the corners of his mouth and replied "OK" that Yelena in front of him showed a satisfied smile.

Even if the ice and snow melt due to the scorching sun, we still look forward to the next sunrise after the cold wind and snow.

What he witnessed was perhaps a scene that others should not be able to comment on.

"Go to sleep."

He held the skinny body of the white rabbit in thin pajamas in his arms and whispered.

"You want to sleep with me like this?"

"Since we're on the same bed, this is normal, right?"

"It'll be cold, huh?"

"I'm in good health."

"I'll be hot."

Zhang: "I'm a doctor."

He did not continue to debate with Her Royal Highness the Princess. He came to the bedside, hugged the beauty in his arms and fell onto the bed, and the conclusion was reached.

One is so cold that his arms are ice-cold, the other is so hot that his whole body is uncomfortable, but they insist on sleeping together.

"...Isn't this too stupid?"

"Well, who hasn't done a few stupid things?"

He shrugged, reached out to brush aside the princess's snow-white hair, and leaned over to kiss her forehead. "Good night?"