America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

The feeling of speed made Jessica want to scream.

This was a freedom and wildness she had never experienced while trapped in the city's cage.

Moreover, the man in front had a broad back.

It shielded her from a lot of wind and snow, reducing her stress, and acted as a guiding lighthouse in the snow.

………………

Twenty minutes later.

They successfully reached the temporary camp near "Devil's Throat".

Several military green winter tents were pitched in a sheltered spot.

Dr. Evans and several team members were shivering around the stove.

"Oh, thank God! Chen! You're a savior!"

Upon seeing the two large barrels of diesel fuel and a case of whiskey that Chen An had brought, Dr. Evans was so excited that his beard was shaking.

"This awful weather, the hydraulic oil on the drilling rig is about to freeze!"

"Just tell me if you need anything else." Chen An unloaded the supplies.

"But I think it will snow for another two days."

"You'd better stop working and save your energy."

"Of course, of course. As long as there's alcohol, we can do the data calculations right here in the tent."

After a few brief pleasantries, Chen An left the camp with Jessica.

He did not go down the mountain directly.

Instead, they turned the car around and drove deeper into the mountain valley.

"Where are we going? That's not the way home!" Jessica shouted, as a gust of wind rushed into her mouth.

"Shh-"

Chen An stopped his motorcycle and made a shushing gesture.

He took the rifle with a high-powered scope off his back and pointed it at the snow slope in the distance.

Follow his finger.

It was at the edge of a birch forest about 300 meters away.

Several grayish-brown figures were cautiously foraging in the snow, nibbling on tree bark and withered grass.

It's a red deer.

There was a huge male deer with enormous antlers that branched out like tree branches, making it very conspicuous in the snow.

That's our dinner.

Chen An lowered his voice, instantly entering hunting mode.

His calm and focused aura made Jessica, standing next to him, not dare to even breathe.

"So big..." Jessica exclaimed softly.

Chen An lay prone on the snow and set up his gun.

Wind speed, distance, and gravity.

At this distance, there is only one chance.

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out in the valley, shaking the snow off the treetops.

The stag in the distance shuddered suddenly, as if struck by an invisible hammer.

Without even struggling, it collapsed onto the snow.

I got a baby-like sleep.

The other deer were startled and scattered in all directions.

"I got it!" Jessica jumped up excitedly.

Chen An put away his gun, stood up, and brushed the snow off his clothes.

"Let's go collect the goods."

When the two approached the stag, the pool of bright red blood on the snow was particularly striking.

This is an adult male red deer, weighing at least 500 pounds.

"How are we going to get it back?" Jessica wondered, looking at the enormous creature.

"Hang it on the back of the snowmobile and tow it." Chen An took out his hunting knife.

"But before that, we have to bleed them out first."

In the next ten minutes, Jessica witnessed for the first time what "wildness in the West" meant.

Chen An skillfully gutted the deer and removed its internal organs.

This is to reduce weight and also to prevent the meat from spoiling.

His hands were stained with blood, which, against the backdrop of the pristine white snow, created a cruel and violent aesthetic.

Jessica covered her mouth, feeling nauseous, but couldn't help looking at it.

This man can sign contracts worth hundreds of millions while holding a Montblanc pen.

They can also use hunting knives to dispose of corpses in the freezing cold.

This extreme contrast caused something deep within her to completely succumb.

………………

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when we got back to the farm.

Sarah was already waiting at the door.

He saw the enormous deer head and Chen An covered in blood.

Instead of screaming like most women, she immediately brought over a hot towel.

"My God, what a huge thing! Looks like we're going to have venison steak tonight."

Sarah smiled as she wiped Chen An's face.

"There's another surprise."

Chen An washed his face and pointed to the back of the pickup truck.

There were several huge wooden crates there.

He picked it up from the town's logistics center on his way there.

"That is..."

"A large bathtub made of red cedar wood."

Chen An unbuttoned his coat, revealing his firm muscles underneath.

"There's also a wood-fired heater."

For the next two hours, Chen An transformed into an installer.

He installed this huge round wooden barrel on the back porch of the main house, which faces the Rocky Mountains.

There's an overhanging eave here, which not only blocks the falling snow but also doesn't obstruct the view.

After connecting the pipes, light the external wood-burning stove next to it.

The underground river water brought back from the devil's throat was mixed with half tap water and poured into the bucket.

Licked by the flames, the water temperature rose rapidly.

Steam rose in wisps.

7 PM.

The snow was still falling, but the porch was warm as spring.

"The water is hot."

Chen An tested the water temperature; it was about 40 degrees Celsius, perfect.

He took off his shirt, leaving him in only shorts, and turned to look at the two women standing behind the floor-to-ceiling window watching them.

"Ladies, who wants to go first?"

Sarah glanced at Jessica shyly. Even though she had previously said "the three of them together."

But when that moment truly arrived, in front of his daughter…

"Mom, you go ahead. I... my legs still hurt a little, and I'm afraid they'll slip."

Jessica was surprisingly sensible.

Or perhaps she was shy, so she made an excuse and slipped upstairs.

But instead of closing the door, she quietly hid in the gap of the second-floor railing and secretly looked down.

Sarah walked out of the porch, her face flushed.

She was wearing a white bathrobe.

In the steam, she slowly unbuckled her belt.

The bathrobe slipped down.

Under the dim yellow light and the reflection of the snow.

That body was plump and fair.

A mature body, perfectly maintained and free of excess fat, is breathtakingly beautiful.

Chen An sat in the water and stretched out his hand.

Sarah stepped into the barrel, letting out a satisfied sigh, and then obediently nestled into Chen An's arms.

The water rippled.

Steam rises.

"Ann...this feels amazing..." Sarah closed her eyes.

Feeling the hot water enveloping my entire body, and the strong chest of the man behind me.

"It's snowing outside, and we're taking a bath in warm water...it feels like a dream."

"This is not a dream."

Chen An's hand wandered restlessly underwater. "This is what we deserve."

He looked up and glanced at that secluded corner on the second floor.

He knew there was a pair of eyes watching him.

Chen An didn't hold back; instead, he deliberately lowered his head and kissed Sarah's wet neck.

"Well……"

Sarah responded passionately, and the sound of the water became somewhat rapid.

upstairs.

Jessica gripped the railing tightly, her breathing rapid and her cheeks burning.

Watching that scene.

Watching my mother tilt her head back in the wooden tub as if offering a sacrifice.

Looking at the man's muscles, which were faintly visible in the rising steam.

Jealousy, longing, and a sense of loneliness from being excluded.

"Is this... the adult world?"

Jessica bit her lip, turned and ran back to her room, burying her head in the pillow.

But that image just wouldn't leave my mind.

………………

On the porch.

Chen An released Sarah, who was having trouble breathing.

"Go back now, be careful not to catch a cold."

He patted Sarah's smooth back. "I'll soak a little longer."

After Sarah entered the room wrapped in a bathrobe.

Chen An did not get up.

He picked up a glass of chilled whiskey from the tray in the water and took a sip.

"Have you seen enough?"

He spoke softly to the dark window on the second floor.

Although she didn't answer, he knew she could hear him.

"You're welcome to come down anytime."

"There's enough hot water here for three people to soak in."

For a long time, there were no footsteps upstairs.

But Chen An smiled.

The seed has been planted; it's only a matter of time before it sprouts.

Especially tonight's venison feast, with its bloody aroma, paired with this intoxicating hot bath.

This winter is still long.