Chapter 381 - 132: Encounter on the Snow Mountain
Ordered a cup of coffee recommended by the waiter, supposedly in the style of the Mao people, Chen Yan casually picked up two skiing magazines and sat down to flip through them carelessly.
Before long, the coffee arrived, and after taking a sip, Chen Yan grimaced.
Oh man...
The so-called Mao-style coffee is just coffee mixed with a bit of vodka, huh?
Yeah, makes sense.
Coffee with whiskey mixed in is Irish coffee.
Dragon Country’s Luckin blends Moutai into their coffee.
Mao’s coffee, well, it’s just coffee with vodka, isn’t it?
After forcing down a couple more sips, Chen Yan decided to give up—he was never much of a drinker to begin with, and these days, most young people aren’t too fond of smoking and drinking.
Even though there wasn’t much vodka in the coffee, he didn’t like that taste.
He simply ordered a hot chocolate instead, took out his phone, and started taking pictures of the coffee shop’s décor, capturing a few distinctive spots.
At this moment, a message from Lu Sisi came through on WeChat.
"Where are you?"
The message was in response to the snowy landscape photos Chen Yan had posted earlier that morning.
Chen Yan had mentioned to Lu Sisi that he was taking Gu Qingyi back before leaving Jinling.
But he hadn’t mentioned getting sick in Beijing, worried that Lu Sisi would fret.
Chen Yan replied with a smile, telling Lu Sisi he got lost in the mountains, ended up staying at a ski resort, and then got caught in a heavy snowstorm...
"...so I’ll be held up here for a few days, but there’s really nothing pressing to do, so it’s like a vacation."
After sending this, Chen Yan thought for a moment and added, "It’s a shame, though, the snowy landscape here is really beautiful. If you were here, you’d definitely love it."
Lu Sisi replied with a happy and contented emoji, adding, "Then let’s go together next time."
Chen Yan responded immediately, "Sure."
"I’m off to class, stay safe out there!"
After replying with an emoji, Chen Yan was just setting his phone down when he saw the customer at the adjacent table sit down.
A Mao girl.
She was tall, with a pair of long legs that were quite eye-catching, long and straight.
Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a strikingly charming appearance. After sitting, she removed her down coat, revealing a snug white cashmere sweater that accentuated her curvaceous figure in a very alluring way.
This girl, her looks were at least an eighty, adding another five for that fantastic body, and another five for the exotic flair.
Hmm, a ninety then.
Chen Yan glanced at her and then looked away.
The Mao girl also glanced at Chen Yan, smiled, and nodded when she saw that he was fair-skinned and tall.
Chen Yan was momentarily taken aback but returned the smile.
The coffee in front of the Mao girl was clearly the one recommended by the staff...
She took a sip, her eyes brightened, and then downed it in a few gulps.
Chen Yan watched with curiosity, but when she noticed his gaze and looked back at him, he quickly averted his eyes.
Yeah, when you’re out and about, gotta mind your manners, right—Chen Yan lowered his head and continued leafing through the magazines.
The skiing magazines weren’t all that interesting, Chen Yan had never been that into the sport anyway, once he finished them both, he was feeling bored,
and just as he turned the final page, his ears perked up, and he looked up.
The Mao girl was already standing in front of him.
Hmm, when Chen Yan looked over, he instinctively squinted his eyes.
Those long legs, that waist-to-hip ratio, that bust...
In his heart, he couldn’t help but marvel: They say Mao girls bloom briefly, but in their prime, their looks really stand out!
Yeah, it’s just a pity that many Mao girls transform into robust, stout women capable of lifting tree stumps once they hit middle age.
"May I sit?"
The Mao girl asked in slightly awkward Dragon Country Language.
Chen Yan wasn’t surprised she could speak Dragon Country Language—this was Heijiang State, a border province in Dragon Country, adjacent to Mao Country. There’s a lot of cultural and commercial exchange between the two, and many Mao people speak Dragon Country Language.
Plus, here’s a fun fact: Among Dragon Country’s fifty-six ethnicities, there’s also a Mao ethnic group.
Some people appear to be Mao but are actually Dragon Country nationals, with ancestors who have lived in Dragon Country for generations, fluent in Dragon Country Language—aside from their Mao looks, they’re basically Dragon Country people.
"...Please, sit." Chen Yan nodded politely.
The Mao girl sat down, right across from Chen Yan, her eyes a typical gray-brown of the Mao ethnicity, studying him with curiosity.
"You looked at me several times earlier. I was expecting you to come over and chat, but after waiting for so long, you never made a move." The Mao girl’s opening remark took Chen Yan by surprise—are Mao girls all this enthusiastic and straightforward?
However, her words left Chen Yan at a bit of a loss—he really wasn’t the kind of playboy who went around flirting with everyone.
After hesitating for a moment, Chen Yan decided not to hide it and answered honestly, "You’re very beautiful, so my eyes were indeed drawn to you."
"Then why didn’t you come over to talk to me?" The Mao girl’s eyes shimmered with amusement.
"Being attracted doesn’t mean I have to hit on you." Chen Yan shook his head, "And you? You’re now..."
"Traveling is boring, so I’m chatting with you to kill some time," the Mao girl replied in a straightforward manner.
After a pause, she asked, "Are you from around here?"
"No, I’m from the south." Chen Yan inquired, "And you? Are you from Mao Country or Dragon Country?"
"Mao Country. Here on vacation." The Mao girl smiled, "By the way, you’re also quite good-looking."