Unscientific Love

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Then, what came into view.

Just now, a virtual character of Ao Ye appeared inside.

【personal information】

ID: Ao Ye

Role: Backend Administrator

Today's earnings: 0

Today's players: 0

Withdrawals today: 0

Should we share this game's link in WeChat groups to attract players to try it out?

【Yes. 】

I was just thinking about it.

Ao Ye opened his phone and checked WeChat.

Surprisingly, a link then appeared in the 404 dormitory group chat.

Chapter 120 I've had enough of this dog food!

"Ugh...this is so hard to bear..."

The next day, at 6 a.m.

Room 606, Building 10, Female Dormitory.

The girls, still asleep, lay quietly on their beds, but Wu Qian, who slept in the bed opposite the goddess Lin Yan'er, woke up early in the morning.

She held her phone, her eyes fixed on the chilling content on the screen:

[Q: I saw my best friend being examined up close for her feet in the art studio. I also felt like I liked being treated like that. Isn't that disgusting?]

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【Est】: Thanks for the invitation. If you like someone too, feel free to pursue them, but make sure you choose the right person. If both of you happen to like each other, that would be great.

[Anonymous User]: Which city are you from, OP? I also enjoy admiring beautiful women. Can we chat? (Private message)

[Audio Playback]: Stop looking for random part-time jobs and come listen to audiobooks!

Oh no, CTM is an advertisement.

[Anonymous User]: Yes

[Xiaoyuan]: Disgusting

……

Upon seeing this, Wu Qian immediately tightened the blanket around her.

Although some of the words are quite offensive, I inexplicably get excited when I see them.

It seems that some people like to be treated this way, but it depends on finding the right person. If both parties like this, or if you guide and develop this relationship, then it's possible.

It should be possible.

"Ugh, this is so hard to bear..."

"How annoying."

Wu Qian tucked the blanket in.

If anyone is to blame, it's Lin Yan'er.

Ever since Wu Qian saw that incredibly exciting scene between Yan'er and that boy in the art studio last night, she has been constantly imagining the two of them in the studio ever since she came back.

What were the two of them doing in the art studio?

what!

It can't be that...!

There's so much information!

Wu Qian immediately pictured intimate scenes between the two of them.

My heart skipped a beat.

But I must say, that place actually has a really charming atmosphere…

In the art studio.

When will she get a boyfriend...?

Thinking this way.

Wu Qian buried her head in her pink, silky blankets, opened her phone again, and started reading.

[Put your neck over a little!]

As the girl drew her neck closer, revealing her fragrant and delicate skin, the man's lips instantly pressed against hers.

She instinctively tried to pull away, but before she could react, her neck was tightened around his other arm. In that moment, she felt herself surrendering, forced to let the man kiss her neck and collarbone passionately. Then, his fingers intertwined and rested on her waist.

"Ah."

She had just let out a soft cry.

I've had enough of dog food!

Suddenly, someone in the dormitory jumped up and exclaimed, "Qianqian, what are you doing?"

"Slept so well!"

"Really!"

The other roommate turned over, clearly already awake.

Yan'er, however, was still sleeping peacefully in an elegant posture.

This girl, I don't know where she ran off to the night before last. When she came back, she was a little sleepy, but obviously, she knew that Yan'er must have stayed up all night.

Otherwise, I would have woken up by this time normally.

At this moment, Wu Qian's face was slightly flushed, and her breathing was rapid, as if she was having a hard time. They were getting close again. When her roommate suddenly protested, she quickly said in a coquettish tone, "Oops, I accidentally touched my nerve."

"Don't even try!"

"Go find a boyfriend quickly!"

"We're all adults, what's there to hide!"

The one speaking is the fashionista from our dorm.

She wasn't shy or timid like the others.

"I don't have a boyfriend."

Wu Qian asked a question subconsciously.

Then, feeling a little embarrassed, she quickly typed on her phone to ask, and only then did the dormitory gradually return to calm.

……

Meanwhile, outside another dormitory building, No. 7, in Fanghua District, the weather was cool due to the heavy rain last night. A girl wearing a pink down jacket, with her hair down, about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a pair of slightly flashy glasses without lenses, and exposing her ankles and calves, quickly ran out of the dormitory and swiftly moved through the campus.

She first looked at several places, but none of them felt quite right. Then she stopped at an abandoned badminton court next to the school's basketball court.

She first took out a phone stand, then placed it not far from herself, forcefully pried open and secured her iPhone 13 Max, then watched a popular dance video and posed for a selfie.

"I think the older brothers would like this group..."

The girl cried out sweetly, striking various poses as she spoke.

Finally, he even took a very bold photo and video that could have been disastrous.

The first group of photos has been taken.

After trimming the size, I squatted down against a tree that looked like a tall weeping willow, opened WeChat on my phone, and found the pinned WeChat account named "Ao Ye".

I sent all the photos and videos over.

While doing this, she saw the other party's indifferent reply and even started to cry.

【Late Night Wildcat】: Brother, I want to see you. Do you think Ling Ye looks beautiful right now?

[Late Night Stray Cat]: Brother, I miss you.

Half an hour later.

The girl, wearing a pink long down jacket and squatting on the ground with glasses-free, frameless, slightly flamboyant clothes, composed herself.

Look around at this relatively enclosed environment.

All of them are surrounded by tall, neatly trimmed green plants, with only one narrow entrance for entry.

The badminton court inside must have been abandoned for quite some time. The net was dusty and broken in the middle, clustered together like an abandoned piece of netting.

The ground was covered with fallen catkins and yellowed leaves from the weeping willow tree, which crunched underfoot.

But the tree has slowly begun to sprout new buds.

At this moment, she was somewhat tormented.

That indescribable feeling of irritation made me want to scream, but I couldn't.

Later, the girl in the pink silky long down jacket then pulled open her right shoulder, revealing her delicate and smooth shoulder, while taking photos.

I felt the coolness of the morning after the rain, as it touched my neck.

That feeling of frustration subsided a little.

Then she checked her WeChat on her phone.

It remained empty; there was no reply.