Unscientific Love

Wang Bi said gently.

At this moment, the nanny knocked on the door and came in. After seeing the beautiful woman, she greeted her and then began to carefully clean up the plates. However, Wang Bi instructed that a few dishes should be packed up as there were still guests at home. The nanny quickly smiled and agreed.

"No, I just think my sister should find a boyfriend."

"Wow, you little rascal, why are you thinking about me today? Having a boyfriend isn't something you can just have whenever you want. Sometimes, even if you meet someone you like, it might not work out. Cherish the present, and don't let down the person you like."

As Wang Bi spoke, she stood up. To Ling Ye's surprise, her aunt, who usually wore slippers at home, had changed into a pair of red-soled high heels. Her white dress was gone, and she was now only wearing a red, leg-covering fitted suit, revealing her beautiful legs, which shimmered in the sunlight.

"want to go out?"

"No, I'm on holiday, so I'm just resting at home. But since I can't travel abroad right now, if I could, I'd like to go to Europe."

"You must have been on your honeymoon with your boyfriend back then, right?"

"Oh dear, I don't want to be tied down by love."

Done.

Wang Bi, wearing mature woman's high heels, looked at herself in the mirror, tossing her hair, and then sprayed some perfume on her collarbone.

As she bent over and brought her neck close to the mirror, the beautiful woman's long, slender legs were quickly revealed, accentuated by her fitted strawberry-red Korean-style suit.

She looked like she had just taken a shower.

The skin on her legs was smooth and alluring.

Like the scenery of a small European town, it meanders along the way, lingering with a fragrance.

Her skin is so smooth and firm.

"But it's really beautiful."

For some reason, Ling Ye suddenly sighed.

Maybe I'm overthinking it. My brother and sister?

This is so melodramatic.

After thinking about it for a while.

Ling Ye suddenly understood what her brother had said to her in the office earlier.

She then got up, her long, white legs shimmering inside her down jacket. She first went back to her room to get a few clothes, then went downstairs to the bathroom.

Do you know how much longer he'll have to write?

After tidying up, the beautiful woman sat on the bar counter at home, took out a red cocktail from the refrigerator next to her, and asked questions while drinking it.

"It should be soon."

"It's been more than an hour."

Ling Ye glanced at the office door and answered.

Last time I ran into him outside the school library, I asked him about this. He usually takes about half an hour to write a chapter of 2000 words.

4000 words takes an hour.

"Do you know where he lives?"

"I don't know."

"This city?"

"Probably... otherwise, I'd basically be back at school during the holidays. But why are you asking this, sister?"

"I feel sorry for them, let's show some care for our employees."

As she spoke, Wang Bi took a sip of her cocktail, and a refreshing sensation instantly surged in her throat and flowed into her body.

Chapter 106 Slightly Tipsy!

[A table, a pink backless dress, the senior student sits on it, her slender arms pressed against the light blue wall, her fingers slowly moving along the wall, her beautiful figure constantly being moved. When Ao Ye saw this, it was as if the goddess-like senior student's small hand was gently touching his chest.]

Those five slender, white fingers, like delicate scallions, gripped her iPhone 13 Max tightly and straight. As she photographed her alluring self in the mirror, her legs were crossed, swaying gently with the angle of her body and arms, as if she were about to fall. Although her expression wasn't visible, it was clear that an irresistible charm had suddenly risen from the camera.

[And beneath the hem of her pink dress, a glimpse of her smooth, white buttocks was inadvertently revealed; when noticed belatedly, it was breathtakingly beautiful.]

My senior is a natural beauty!

……

The mouse cursor kept flashing on the page.

Ao Ye, who was writing a novel in his office, finished the story, which totaled 6632 words.

2 hours.

The speed is alright.

Then I stretched my arms and stood up, giving myself a thorough stretch, but when I looked back, it was already 8 p.m. Although time flew by, I still left the room feeling quite content.

"Finally finished writing, the readers shouldn't be criticizing me anymore."

Ever since he started writing novels, Ao Ye has always felt that if he doesn't update on time, he will unconsciously blame himself.

If there is no timely update, this feeling of self-reproach will instantly amplify.

At this moment, someone commented in the book's comment section: "Update soon."

I wish I could add a turbo speed-up motor to my finger.

Fortunately, the self-reproach I felt today vanished instantly as I finished writing.

[Ao Ye]: What are you doing, senior?

Because the book is describing the senior student's crucial moment.

This senior student hadn't said a word the whole time, which infuriated Ao Ye, so he directly questioned her.

Then a comment that boosted my "straight man value" flew in.

Lin Yan'er's message popped up.

[Lin Yan'er]: Listening to music.

[Ao Ye]: You replied pretty quickly today, you stinky senior!

[Lin Yan'er]: Hmph, I was just about to reply to you.

[Ao Ye]: So when you don't reply, it's because you don't want to reply?

[Lin Yan'er]: Yes, I can reply when I want, and I won't reply when I don't want to.

[Ao Ye]: I'll deal with you.

[Lin Yan'er]: Tch, you really want to?

[Ao Ye]: What nonsense are you spouting? If you're upset, why are you so reluctant to let go? That stinky senior is only now replying!

[Lin Yan'er]: You're comfortable, but I'm not.

[Ao Ye]: You haven't tried it yet.

[Lin Yan'er]: Pshaw, I don't want to try.

[Ao Ye]: He's a hypocrite. Girls usually say they don't want guys to try, but they actually really want them to.

[Lin Yan'er]: What a coincidence, you just happened to meet someone who isn't two-faced.

[Ao Ye]: You wait, I'm coming to your house tonight!

[Lin Yan'er]: You dare!

After chatting with his senior for a while, Ao Ye got up and rubbed his lower back. Although Sister Bibi's office was big and the chair was a very high-end and comfortable executive chair, even the best chair couldn't withstand two hours of intense concentration while writing and typing.

"Squeak~"

"Hey? Sister Bibi, you're here..."

A majorly awkward situation.

Startled.

Ao Ye, who had just packed his laptop into his backpack, carefully opened the door and came out. He originally planned to leave if no one was there, but as soon as he pushed the door open, he saw a beautiful woman wearing a strawberry red single-piece suit that covered her legs, sitting on the bar in front of him, watching a Korean drama with her legs tightly crossed.

But where did her skirt go?

Ao Ye exclaimed in surprise.

He remembered that Sister Bibi had previously worn a lace velvet skirt underneath this outfit.

This Sister Bibi really has a strong sense of ritual; she likes to tidy herself up even at home.

She also wore black high heels with red soles.

This made her already alluring charm even more prominent.

"Hmm, finished writing?"

Wang Bi's gentle, beautiful voice.

"Yes, I'm so sorry, the readers are all waiting. I apologize."

Ao Ye said apologetically.

I originally came to deliver power banks, but good heavens, not only did I sign an employee contract, but I also stayed at their house and freeloaded for 2 hours to write my novel.

If it weren't for Sister Bibi's magnanimity, who knows where Ao Ye would be right now.

"Here we go again. You didn't do anything wrong, so why are you apologizing?"

As she spoke, Wang Bi turned off her phone, swayed her hips, and spun the bar stool, revealing her legs to Ao Ye. Sister Bi first took a sip of her cocktail, then slammed the delicate glass down on the bar with a clatter, and said:

"Actually, I quite liked the way you treated me that day."

"When we first met?"

"Yes. It's the first time I've met a boy who dared to say that to me."

Wang Bi's beautiful eyes flashed with disdain. After she stepped down from the high stool, her legs, clad in high heels, were immediately crossed: "Have some food first?"

"No, I won't eat tonight."

I was a little hungry earlier, but now that I've been writing the novel, I'm not hungry anymore.