Chapter 62

He Songgao booked a tree house villa with a sauna. The room was well heated. As soon as Roger entered, he was warmed by the warm heater and sighed: "It's so cold, too cold. I really don't know how people here live." The snow outside was very thick and it was still snowing. The snow was as big as feathers cut into two or three pieces, falling to the ground at a very fast speed.

"Wear more clothes inside." He Songgao said, putting the two people's luggage on the luggage rack.

"Okay."

It was two o'clock in the afternoon, and they hadn't eaten lunch yet. He Songgao contacted the front desk to send some food over, which was some croissants, smoked fish and venison, and a small piece of raspberry-flavored dessert. Roger was very hungry and ate it up in a hurry. The room was on the top of the mountain, and it was very quiet. There was a large French window in front of the living room, and you could lie on the sofa and watch the snow. After sitting there for a while, you didn't want to move. Roger and He Songgao discussed: "Can we not go out today? I'm so tired."

"Okay." He Songgao brought over two glasses of raspberry wine, paired with nut ice cream balls and some donuts.

At 2:30, the sky began to turn gray and blue. The hotel is very close to Santa Claus Village. On the plane, Roger was still excited to go to the village to find Santa Claus, but now he has no interest at all. He thought it might be because of physical fatigue, so why not go to a sauna, and there happened to be

one in the room. He asked He Songgao if he wanted to steam, and they could do it together, so as to save the need to wait one after the other.

He Songgao said, "Okay."

The sauna room was very large, with a transparent glass window on one side. The interior of the room was made of wooden boards, with steps on both sides for sitting down. There was a big stove in the middle, with a lot of black and gray stones inside. This is a traditional Finnish sauna called "lyly". The stones are heated to a very high temperature, and steam can be generated by pouring water on them. It is very special, but troublesome. You have to keep pouring water on the stones with a spoon.

Roger went in first to turn on the stove, then changed into the hotel's bathrobe, sat on it and waited for He Songgao to come in. Seeing some scented candles on the side, Roger lit one.

When He Songgao walked in, Luo Jie was startled and almost thought he was seeing things: "You, why are you only wearing a pair of underwear?!"

He Songgao's tall body almost took up half of the space in the sauna room. He sat down opposite him and said calmly: "What else? Why are you wearing so much?"

"I..." Strange, the stove has just been turned on and the water hasn't been poured on yet, why is it so hot! Luo Jie turned his head away to look at the snow outside the window, "You, you should maintain the most basic courtesy as a human being. You are only wearing a pair of underwear, where can I put my eyes!"

"We are all men, are you afraid of being seen?" He Songgao said, sounding a little smiling.

Roger disagreed, "You are a man, but you are gay, how can you be naked in front of us straight men!"

"I am naked, not you, what are you worried about?"

"I..." Roger ran out of words, it seemed to be right. He turned back, put his fist in front of his mouth and coughed lightly, "That's true." Damn, how should I refute. They

looked at each other accidentally.

Roger's face turned red almost instantly, wow, what big muscles! Such tight lines. Damn, how did you train it. He hurriedly picked up the spoon in the wooden barrel, scooped a large spoonful of water, and splashed it on the stones in the stove.

With a "sizzle", a lot of boiling steam came out. Now Roger's face was naturally red, and he splashed another bucket of water on it, feeling the small room begin to fill up with hot steam.

As if he finally found something to distract himself, he began to splash water on the stone one bucket at a time, and his arms were about to spark. The temperature in the room was getting higher and higher, and Roger began to sweat non-stop. Even so, he couldn't stop, and he almost finished the whole bucket of water.

"It's so hot." He said, dizzy.

"Don't splash it." He Songgao said with a smile, "It's about to be cooked."

"..." Roger suddenly stood up and stammered, "I'm done steaming, I'm going to sleep first."

"Sleep now...?"

Roger didn't wait for him to finish, opened the door and walked out, and went into his room without looking back.

Ahhhhhhh! What happened to him, why is he so weird, why! Roger hid in the quilt, wailing silently, he really didn't understand what happened to him, why he felt that being with He Songgao in the same space was a very shameful thing... and this kind of shame didn't make him feel uncomfortable, embarrassed, or disgusting, but a kind of shyness like a young girl in love... God, why is it like this. He thought sadly, is homosexuality contagious? Staying with He Songgao for a long time also made him develop a homosexual complex?

No, this is definitely not normal!

He needs to take care of it.

After sleeping for a while, He Songgao knocked on the door and asked him to go out for dinner. Luo Jie lay in bed for a while, his stomach growling with hunger. He couldn't let his stomach go unpunished, so he got up and said, "What do you want to eat?"

He Songgao had already changed his clothes and was waiting for him at the door: "Let's go out to eat. What do you want to eat?"

"Oh. Then wait for me." Luo Jie got up and started to put on his clothes.

It was still snowing outside, and the temperature was very low. It was so low that Luo Jie cried out that it was cold after just a few steps. It was really cold, much colder than the northeast region of China. He walked with a hunched back, and after a few steps he jumped up and stamped his feet.

He Songgao laughed at him, "You look like a rabbit."

Luo Jie didn't have time to joke with him. He was so cold that his teeth were chattering.

"Is it very cold?" He Songgao seemed to have finally found his conscience and asked him.

"Yes." Luo Jie nodded. "I'm freezing. How about we eat in the room and ask the hotel to send it up. I'm afraid I'll freeze to death when I walk down the mountain."

"No." He Songgao comforted him. "You just aren't used to it. We'll go to the farm to play tomorrow. You'll be used to it once you get used to it." Seeing Luo Jie putting his hands in the pockets of his down jacket and rubbing them around, as if some bad person had filled them with ice, he said, "Are your hands cold? You can put them in my pocket. It's warm in my pocket."

"Ah?" Luo Jie stopped and didn't quite understand. "How do I put it?"

"Give me your hand."

Luo Jie stretched out his hand and handed it to He Songgao stupidly.

He Songgao held the icy hand and put it in his pocket, "Like this. Is it warm?"

"Warm, quite warm." Roger's ears began to feel hot, but like this, isn't this holding hands? Why should they hold hands? They are not a couple... No, although they are not a couple, they are very good friends, and can even be said to be brothers. What's wrong with brothers helping each other... And it's really warm, why are his hands so warm. Roger followed behind He Songgao, stealing glances at his tall and handsome back. Sure enough, more muscles are good, they can keep out the cold, and he won't feel cold even at minus dozens of degrees. It seems that he is also going to start exercising his muscles...

The next day, they got up very early. It was still dark, a gray color close to black. The farm car was waiting for them at the entrance of the hotel. This was a husky farm. As soon as he entered, Roger went straight to the dog farm to see the puppies first. These sled dogs are very cute and friendly, but they still retain their rationality, unlike the huskies we usually see who forget themselves when they are excited. He was teasing the dog, and He Songgao was taking pictures for him. Roger hugged the dog and made a silly "yeah" gesture. The dog wanted to kiss him, so he leaned his face over, but the dog just sniffed him and left, running to rub against He Songgao.

At this time, the staff asked them if they were ready, and if they were, they could set off.

So they went to the snow track dedicated to dog sledding.

Eight strong huskies were ready. Roger sat in the front and He Songgao stood on the sled board at the back. The staff loosened the ropes, and the dogs ran away as if they had finally received the signal.

The snow trail was wide and the eight dogs ran faster and faster. Roger grabbed the handrails on both sides and shouted excitedly.

The shadows of the trees on both sides passed by quickly. Roger opened his mouth and felt the snow mixed with the cold wind pouring into his mouth. The dogs ran forward desperately as if they were competing for the sled pulling championship. Roger even felt the dogs' saliva slammed into his mouth because he tasted a salty taste. He wanted to shut up, but couldn't. He even couldn't open his eyes because of the biting cold wind. He was worried about He Songgao's safety. Unlike him, who was sitting safely in the front, He Songgao was standing on the skid plate at the back to control the direction. He was afraid that he was in worse pain than him.

Five minutes seemed like a lifetime. When he stopped at the back, he even felt that his face and legs were paralyzed and he couldn't even stand up.

The staff asked him if he was okay. Roger shook his head and turned to look for He Songgao.

He Songgao walked up to him as if nothing had happened and held out his hand: "Are you okay?"

Roger pulled his hand and stood up, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying: "I'm scared to death." It felt like he was riding in a car that had lost control. He suspected that if there was a cliff in front of him, the dogs would jump down without caring.

It was really terrible!

The dogs didn't know what he was thinking, and they wagged their tails and enjoyed the snacks given by the staff.

His face was a mess, all tears that flowed unconsciously and melted snow water. Because of the low temperature, a thin layer of frost was left on his skin. He Songgao held up his face, carefully wiped off the stains on his face, and asked, "Do you want to go for a walk? Suppress your fear."

"Yeah, yeah." Luo Jie was still afraid and nodded in panic.

He Songgao said to the staff in English, "Let's go for a walk and come back here in half an hour."

After getting the staff's permission, He Songgao took him to the trail next to it. It seemed that no one had been here today. The snow was so white and flawless that people couldn't bear to step on it. After walking a few steps, Roger felt much better. His feet had the solid feeling of stepping on the ground. He covered his chest and said, "So dog sledding is so scary?! I thought they would move slowly, but who knew they would go crazy. I was scared to death!"

He Songgao smiled and said, "Let's take a reindeer sled later. That's slower."

"Really?" Roger looked at him suspiciously, "You didn't lie to me?"

"Why would I lie to you?" He Songgao snorted, "I'm not that boring."

"Okay."

As they walked, a dog suddenly rushed out from the side and barked at the two of them.

Roger was a little scared of the strange dog: "Who is it? Is it also a sled driver?"

He Songgao patted him and told him to be calm, then said to the dog: "Jeff!"

The dog came up and rubbed He Songgao's legs affectionately.

Roger's jaw dropped: "Ah? You know him."

"It's the dog of the farmer's son." He Songgao squatted down and rubbed Jeff's head, "Be obedient, go back, don't run around."

Jeff barked at him twice, wagging his tail and circling around him. What

a cute dog! Roger squatted down and tried to touch him. "Is he a male or a female?" But as soon as he asked, he saw the dog's testicles. Well, it was a waste of time...

"Male."

The dog kept barking at them like a chatterbox. Roger touched his head and suddenly had a bad idea. He cleared his throat and said to He Songgao, "What is he saying? Can you translate it for me?"

He Songgao was caught off guard. "I don't know either. Ask him."

"Aren't you the same kind as him..." Luo Jie said, and then he couldn't help laughing, "Haha, you must understand, you and he are brothers."

He Songgao was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "You said I was a dog?" He laughed, his mouth wide open, "Your skin is itchy." Luo Jie was still laughing, and he didn't stop laughing as if he had been tickled. He Songgao walked up, pressed Luo Jie down on the snow, and tickled his itchy skin, "Who do you say is a dog? Huh?"

Luo Jie laughed so hard that his nose was full of snot bubbles: "I'm just kidding, but don't you really think he looks a lot like you? Haha..."

He Songgao pressed on him, put his hand under the hem of his down jacket, and tickled his waist through the thick sweater. Luo Jie was afraid of itching, and couldn't help but let out a soft "ah".

In an instant, He Songgao stopped moving.

The two of them were very close, He Songgao was pressing on him, their noses were almost touching, the smile on He Songgao's face disappeared, and his eyes became very deep. Luo Jie was embarrassed by being looked at, and his face turned red uncontrollably: "What are you doing, it's so heavy, get off quickly."

He Songgao did not move.

Luo Jie felt his breath spraying on his face, warm and itchy. He moved his hand and pushed He Songgao: "Get off quickly."

The dog thought they were fighting, and walked around anxiously, making "hmm hmm" sounds.

He Songgao's eyes moved down and fell on Luo Jie's mouth.

Luo Jie suddenly felt his throat was a little dry, and for a moment, he almost thought that He Songgao was going to kiss him.

But he didn't. He maintained the action just now, without moving at all.

Luo Jie's heart was pounding in his chest, as if a small electric motor was installed. He was anxious and panicked, and pushed He Songgao hard: "Get down quickly! I'm going to be crushed to death by you!"

He Songgao moved, supported himself on the snow and got off Luo Jie, and said nonchalantly: "Who told you to call me a dog."

"I, I didn't call you a dog." Luo Jie sat up quickly, not daring to look him in the eye, "I was just joking... Can't I say I'm sorry?"

He Songgao didn't say anything. After a while, he stood up and held out his hand to Roger: "Come on, let's take Jeff home and then go for a reindeer sleigh ride."

"Oh, OK." Roger stood up and said.