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

"Now that we're here, we can't just go shopping."

Chen An glanced at the blazing sun overhead.

"We won't eat in town. Hassan, please make arrangements for us."

"We're going to the desert camp at the foot of the Atlas Mountains."

"Tonight, we're going to stay in the desert. We'll ride camels, watch the stars, and eat the most authentic roasted whole lamb."

……

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

The convoy switched to several Toyota Land Cruisers, leaving the bustling city and entering the vast desert.

The peaks of the Atlas Mountains in the distance are still covered with snow, but at their base lies a landscape of golden sand dunes and desert.

"An! Look over there! It's a camel!"

Jessica pointed excitedly to the side of the road.

Several dromedary camels were lazily chewing on bushes.

At the camp entrance, Chen An really did rent a camel caravan.

The women were both afraid and excited as they rode these tall creatures for the first time.

Sarah gripped the saddle tightly, Jessica yelled, and Katie curiously examined the camel's long eyelashes.

Only Aya.

The moment this young Native American girl from the Rocky Mountains mounted her camel, it was as if some memory deep within her bloodline was awakened.

Unlike the others who were stiff, she moved rhythmically with the camel's gait, her expression composed.

"This is different from riding a horse."

Aya turned to Chen An and said, the wind blowing through her long hair, "Horses are the wind, camels are...ships. Ships of the desert."

"Do you like it here?" Chen An asked, riding a camel beside her.

"like."

Aya looked at the boundless wilderness, her eyes sparkling.

"Although there are no forests here, there is a... sense of freedom. Just as wild as my hometown."

Chen An smiled.

He knew who the main character was tonight.

……

evening.

Luxury tent camp in the desert.

Although it's a desert, the level of luxury here is in no way inferior to a five-star hotel.

The huge white tent was lined with thick handmade carpets, and furnished with copper lamps and silk cushions.

The campfire has been lit.

A local chef is preparing the famous "sand-braised mutton".

After marinating the whole sheep, it is buried in a heated sand pit and slowly roasted for several hours.

"Dinner's ready!"

When the golden-brown, crispy, and fragrant roasted lamb was dug out, everyone's mouth watered.

Chen An used a knife to cut off the tenderest leg of lamb and distributed it to the women.

It's served with Monaco-style mint tea and freshly bought desert truffles.

Katie simply fried it in butter, making the meal quite exotic.

"Homage to the edge of the Sahara!"

Ava raised her teacup, her eyes particularly captivating in the firelight.

They ate and drank their fill.

The desert night sky was as clean as a piece of black velvet, studded with diamonds.

Everyone sat around the fire, listening to local musicians playing the oud, its rhythm languid and mysterious.

Gradually, Sarah and Madeline, exhausted from their journey, went back to their tent to rest.

Jessica and Katie took Ava over there to see if they could capture star trails with their phones.

Only Chen An and Aya remained by the fire.

"Want to go for a run?"

Chen An suddenly pointed to an ATV parked next to him.

Aya's eyes lit up: "Now? In complete darkness?"

"This car has headlights. And... this sand dune is very flat."

Chen An stood up, extended his hand, and said, "Come on, my Indian princess."

"Let me see if you're as wild in the desert as you are in the mountains."

Without any hesitation, Aya grabbed his hand and jumped up.

"Let's go! If I don't leave you behind, I'm not Aya!"

……

"boom--"

The ATV roared up the dune ridge.

The car headlights pierced the darkness, leaving streaks of light in the undulating sea of ​​sand.

Aya was driving, and Chen An sat in the back, holding her waist.

The feeling of weightlessness brought on by extreme speed and the blowing of the desert night wind send your adrenaline soaring.

Finally, at the top of the highest sand dune, the car stopped.

The surroundings were silent, save for the sound of the wind and the two of them breathing.

Above us was a sky full of Milky Way.

"This is so beautiful..."

Aya took off her goggles, looked at the sky, and then turned to look at Chen An.

In the wilderness of this foreign land, her eyes became exceptionally fervent.

"install……"

"Um?"

"In this place...under the stars..."

Aya suddenly stepped over the chair and straddled Chen An's lap, cupping his face in her hands.

"I want to... pray to the Eternal Heaven."

"What are you praying for?"

"I pray... that you can give me a child that belongs to us."

These words made Chen An's heart skip a beat.

In this wild environment, this is probably the most primal and most affectionate confession.

He didn't speak.

Instead, he kissed her directly.

On the seat of an ATV, amidst the boundless desert and starry sky.

Chen An untied Aya's long robe, which was full of ethnic style.

This is a ritual belonging to the wilderness.

Wild, direct, and full of life.

Aya's long hair danced in the wind, and her voice blended with the sound of the desert wind.

Until the moon began to set in the west.

The two then lay embracing on the sand dune, watching a shooting star streak across the sky.

"These truffles..." Chen An smiled, holding a desert truffle he had casually slipped into his pocket earlier in the day. "They do seem quite nutritious."

Aya blushed and bit his shoulder.

"I'll grow it at home. I want to eat it every day."

"Yes, my queen."

The desert night can be so gentle.

And Chen An's grand plan to farm has also sown new seeds in this remote land.

Whether it's plant-based or...living.

……

When the familiar wooden gates of Titan Manor reappear in sight, spring has quietly arrived in Montana.

Although the distant Rocky Mountain peaks are still covered in snow, the snow on the pastures has melted away.

The damp, even somewhat muddy, black soil beneath was revealed.

Tender green grass sprouted from under the withered roots, and the air was filled with a unique, vibrant smell that was a mixture of cow dung, damp mud, and pine resin.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

A large convoy drove into the manor.

Besides the dusty black G-Class and Land Rover Defender, there were two refrigerated trucks following behind.

It contains precious seedlings that were "carried back by hand" from the Mediterranean and North Africa.

"Woof! Woof! Woof!"

Zeus, accompanied by his Rottweiler minions, charged madly at Chen An, who had just alighted from his carriage, like a swarm of black lightning.

The huge Caucasian Shepherd Dog stood up on its hind legs, placed its two front paws on Chen An's shoulders, and its enthusiastic drool almost washed his face.

"Alright, alright, old buddy. I missed you too."

Chen An rubbed Zeus's huge head, the thick fur making him feel incredibly secure.

"This is what it means to come home."

Sarah got out of the car and took a deep breath.

Feeling completely relaxed!

She crouched down and rubbed a little damp soil between her fingers.

"The soil has thawed. Ann, it's time to sow."