Unscientific Love

"You're the scumbag! How am I a scumbag?"

Ao Ye retaliated.

"Hmph, I can call you a scumbag, but you can't call me one. I've only ever done this kind of thing with you."

"I'm talking about you. If you're not a jerk, why didn't you respond when I said what you were saying in Paris?"

"Tch, didn't I already explain to you? I was angry that you lied to me. You had clearly written almost 20 words, but you still lied and said you were applying for a contract. I haven't settled the score with you yet."

As Lin Yan'er spoke, she brought up old stories.

Then she thought of the boy's sister, who always looked like a JK loli.

Could he be a perverted lolicon?

"Pooh!"

"Scumbag!"

Lin Yan'er cursed again.

However, I have to thank my senior for tonight. If she hadn't driven all the way here, I don't know how I would have slept tonight.

When I glanced at the time, it was getting late, and I couldn't help but doze off.

Then Ao Ye scooped Lin Yan'er up in his arms and put her in his embrace, holding her waist.

Ao Ye remembered what Lin Yan'er had talked to him about his habits that day.

For example, she likes to be carried to the bathroom in the middle of the night.

She wants a father to take care of her like he does.

Normally, she's aloof and reserved, and quite sharp-tongued. Who would have thought she'd be so sweet and delicate in private?

"Then come on over."

just.

As soon as Ao Ye finished speaking, the senior sister was supposed to refuse, but the next moment, she spoke in a sweet and coquettish voice.

"I'm afraid my senior will feel embarrassed."

At this moment, Lin Yan'er was comfortably lying on the recliner with her legs on it, and she accidentally touched Ao Ye's legs, sliding them up and down.

"Tch, you think you can be embarrassed?" Lin Yan'er scoffed. She implied that there was no such thing as an embarrassed junior in the world.

But she didn't expect that Ao Ye wanted Lin Yan'er to react in this way. She had to stay calm and wait until the other party was in a relaxed state.

"Go to sleep tonight, or you'll be late if you wake up. It's more than 30 kilometers from here to school. Go to sleep now."

After saying that, he began to crawl back into his sleeping bag.

"Squeak~~~~~"

A continuous zipper sound.

Lin Yan'er put herself into her sleeping bag.

He burrowed down a little.

She yawned and looked at Ao Ye with her beautiful eyes, saying, "I'm going to sleep. I just set an alarm for 6:30. I can go to school early after I wake up. It would be troublesome if I'm late."

After saying that, he turned his head to the side and lay down.

The senior student turned her back, revealing her bare shoulder, and drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 114 Afternoon, a solitary art studio.

Hmm~

My head hurts so much...

The next day, at 12 noon.

On the third floor of the Art Teaching Building at Nanjiang University, the view outside the window is beautiful. Several sycamore trees are bursting with the vitality of spring, their leaves shimmering in the sunlight.

Lin Yan'er was concentrating on drawing a boy's sketch in the studio. But as she was drawing, when she was tracing his straight nose, it was as if the boy was breathing in the drawing, and suddenly his lips touched Lin Yan'er's lips.

It felt like I was kissed.

A strong, muscular type, with stubble.

I could almost feel the stinging sensation from the beard.

Lin Yan'er, who had changed out of her cropped jeans in the car and into a gray pencil skirt and black stockings, threw her clothes from last night into the car. Her long, cool brown hair cascaded down her chest in waves, sometimes brushing against her face in the spring breeze, sometimes her lips were red as she coldly muttered to herself.

"rogue!"

Since driving from Linshan Town to school this morning, Lin Yan'er was quite sleepy and took a short nap in the car. She first went to the classroom to check on the lessons, and then, feeling rather bored, she went to the art studio.

She was admitted through a special admission program.

Because he has participated in several art exhibitions and won awards in the province.

Because she was pursuing both her undergraduate and master's degrees, Lin Yan'er was able to choose her courses independently. In short, she could choose not to attend any courses that she felt would not be of much help to her.

She is quite interested in historical paintings and literature.

Last week's homework assignment was also very simple.

It's just sketching a portrait of a man. But it has to be finished today.

Most of the classmates chose male celebrities, female celebrities, or handsome foreign men, but Lin Yan'er kept drawing a picture of that hooligan in her mind—in fact, he had sharp features and a handsome profile, so she couldn't help but write it down.

However, the earlier part of the drawing was fine, but the more it went on, the more something felt off, especially the other person's sword-like eyebrows and the sharp eyes beneath them, which seemed to be staring at me the whole time.

Then Lin Yan'er crossed her other leg, revealing a pair of sparkly silver high heels.

"Tch, what are you looking at? You can't see it now. If you were in front of your senior, I might consider rewarding you."

Lin Yan'er intentionally painted the other person's eyes to be sharper, because this would release the soul of the work, which is what makes her paintings different from ordinary people's.

His sharp gaze was fixed on her, her delicate fingers tracing the portrait, as if she had been caressing the boy's face in the darkness of the car last night.

But as Lin Yan'er watched, her breathing became heavier. She looked at the boy's handsome features, his sharp eyes, and his sexy, thick lips, as if he were kissing her again. Lin Yan'er couldn't help but bite her lip lightly.

"Torture..."

"This is too torturous..."

Then, the goddess Lin Yan'er seemed to feel that she could not hold back any longer, so she quickly opened the Qidian app, looked at the novel she had pinned to the top, and jumped to the chapter she was following.

But strangely, there is a chapter 104.

It jumped to chapter 106.

What about chapter 105?

Lin Yan'er's slender, fair fingers flipped the object over and over.

No.

I cleared the cache in the settings, but it didn't work.

……

This led Lin Yan'er to quickly open WeChat on her phone and find the WeChat account of a cool, handsome guy wearing sunglasses.

Lin Yan'er quickly flipped through the plot again, and finally read a section:

[In the bathtub, the intoxicating scent of roses fills the air. A beautiful woman lies languidly inside, her legs occasionally surfacing and then submerging, creating a soft splashing sound.]

Ao Ye slowly moved forward. The senior student instinctively stepped back.

He drew infinitely closer, and suddenly a strikingly handsome face lowered its head, coldly staring at her. She felt as if she were being controlled, and he embraced her.

He admired Lin Yan'er's high, slender, and fragrant neck, seemingly about to kiss it, yet not quite. Just when she thought he wouldn't kiss her, he suddenly bit and kissed her neck.

When you're watching so intently.

Lin Yan'er subconsciously leaned back in her seat, just as the sun was shining in through the window.

Lin Yan'er crossed her legs.

With her eyes closed as if lost in thought, her waist, encased in a grey pencil skirt, revealed a beautiful S-shaped curve. Up close, it looked as if a pencil was meticulously sketching her peach-like buttocks.

Breathing is light and shallow.

The white, openwork vest draped over her shoulders naturally fell off when the wind blew in from the window.

A pink bra strap appeared immediately.

But soon, Lin Yan'er opened her beautiful eyes and became somewhat angry.

"Step on him!"

"Kid, watch out when your senior gets angry!"

I hate it!

That feeling.

That would be absolutely deadly.

Lin Yan'er, this is the first time in her life that she has felt this kind of annoying yet inescapable feeling.

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the other side.

Dormitory 404.

The group of people who slept until 11 a.m. last night were hoping to make it to the last half of the last class of the morning.

Unfortunately, I drank too much last night.

I felt a little dizzy when I woke up.

The sweet little girl thoughtfully cooked a hangover soup for everyone. After each person drank a bowl and washed their face, they felt a little better.

Feeling dizzy, the group took the subway and then a bus to the school.

I looked and it was already noon.

I rushed back to my dorm to catch up on sleep.