Love in the Limelight (Astrid and Elio)

Chapter 335

Seeing the two bickering again, Joana walked over and whispered, “Astrid, can I sleep with you in your

tent tonight? I’m scared to sleep alone.”

“Scared? How interesting you ask me this favor. Weren’t you sleeping alone last night? Why weren’t

you scared then?” Astrid gave Joana a sarcastic look and bowed her head and continued to drink

soup..

Joana seemed a bit deflated by the rejection, “Yesterday we didn’t walk far and we could still see the

lights of the town, but now we’re deep in the mountains.”

“We’re the only two girls here, why don’t we share the tent? This will keep both of us warmer..”

Astrid ‘I’m not planning on sleeping in the tent tonight, I’m going to stay by the fire.” Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“There’s a snowstorm coming late tonight. For safety’s sake, nobody should be in the tents. If you’re

tired, just rest a bit by the fire.”

“You think you can just predict a snowstorm? Say there’s a snowstorm and there’ll be a snowstorm?”

Joana pouted and returned to sit by the fire, sulking.

Astrid didn’t want to argue with Joana. She took a stick and poked the fire, adding more wood.

Past midnight, the snow had completely stopped. Parrish stood up and said, “Alright, the snow’s

stopped. We can pitch the tents now.”

“Tonight the temperature will drop to minus twenty. Don’t stray too far from the fire.” Naylor said. Joana

and the others ignored him, yawning and heading off to pitch the

tents.

Astrid shook her head speechless. She had checked the weather forecast for the week before they

came. Tonight was the coldest night of the period. They brought sleeping bags and tents, but the

sleeping bags weren’t very thick.

She was cold even in the special thermal clothes Elio had given her, let alone the others.

Their campfire was in a shallow cave, which provided shelter from the rain and there wasn’t much wind

in the dead of night, so with the fire, it wouldn’t be too cold.

But the place for pitching tents was right in the path of the wind, and the wind was very strong. It was

too dangerous.

Naylor, not a man of many words, didn’t repeat his warning when no one listened to him the first time.

Clyde had noticed since they entered the mountain that Astrid was very experienced in survival in the

wild. Seeing that Astrid and Elio did not move, he did not go to pitch a tent either.

After sitting for a while, Clyde was feeling sleepy, so he took out a deck of cards and said to the others,

“It’s too boring. Let’s play some poker.”

Astrid was surprised at it. She didn’t expect Clyde to carry a deck of cards with him.

To kill time, they sat in a circle and played poker.

From the start, Clyde had noticed Astrid’s gloves were different from the others‘. He asked, “Astrid,

your gloves look pretty unique. Qurs are thick and bulky, but yours look thin. Are they waterproof and

warm?”

“Yeah, they’re quite warm,” Astrid, sucking on a lollipop, focused on her cards.

Clyde: “Where did you buy them? I also want to buy them.”

“They were a gift from my brother.” They were the latest product developed by Robb Brooke

Corporation and hadn’t officially been released yet.

The gloves were temperature–regulating, always keeping the same temperature as the body. They

were waterproof, warm, and made of a sturdy material that was hard to

tear.

“Oh.” Clyde responded.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew past, everyone couldn’t help trembling.

Naylor added some more wood to the fire. He stood up and looked at the sky, looking very serious.