Unscientific Love

I have very conflicting feelings right now.

“Alright, now that we all know each other, things will be easier. Yan’er, you guys, move the paintings over here and put yours in the center. Come with me.”

She is a teacher, after all.

The title of "natural" carries its own dignity. Song Yiyuan made arrangements on the spot. There were ten paintings in total. Ao Ye took the lead and carried one forward, turning back to say to the two senior students, "Hurry up, hurry up, finish as soon as possible, we have things to do tonight."

Lin Yan'er picked up a painting.

Wu Qian also picked up a painting.

The three people followed behind Ms. Song, the female secretary in charge of arranging the art exhibition at the art museum.

Lin Yan'er remained silent with a cold expression.

Wu Qian quickly ran over and stood next to Ao Ye, saying, "Junior, look, your senior sister Yan'er is angry. I think you'd better explain quickly, otherwise, when your senior sister Yan'er gets angry, it's really scary."

Turning her head, Lin Yan'er's stunningly beautiful face was indeed expressionless.

This couldn't be kept secret any longer, and besides, Ao Ye had no intention of hiding it anyway, saying, "She's just the female teacher in charge of our basketball game."

"No other interaction?"

What could possibly be the connection between them?

Ao Ye countered with a question.

"Forget it, Teacher Song was talking strangely just now. If you say there's nothing going on, neither Yan'er nor I can believe it."

"It's nothing, seniors, you have to believe me. I didn't expect her to react like this either."

The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple.

Ao Ye guessed that the reason why the beautiful physical education teacher treated him this way must be because he had teased her earlier.

Moreover, she does indeed have a very stern appearance—this is evident from the first time Ao Ye, Lao Wu, and Zhu Zi met her; the outstanding female teacher gave off that impression.

Seeing that the team was about to lose, the boy next to her wanted to illegally substitute a new player, but she stopped him directly, which scared the boys.

"A man's mouth is a lying devil. Yan'er, let's book a hotel room tonight and interrogate him properly!"

Wu Qian, standing to the side, was utterly incredulous.

Based on her innate womanly intuition and keen judgment.

If a teacher who is usually strict suddenly stops disciplining and his eyes look strange, there's definitely something fishy going on.

.........

Ao Ye vehemently denied it: "No, I have to write my novel tonight. There's really nothing between us. She was just in charge of our basketball game, and we advanced."

"Yan'er, look, he's panicked. He keeps insisting that nothing's wrong. He'll only be this nervous if something has happened. If you don't interrogate him, he won't confess."

The more you try to explain, the worse it gets!

It's really nothing.

Ao Ye felt that there was nothing wrong with it originally, it was just that Wu Qian made things worse by exaggerating.

Now, even though there's nothing wrong, my senior might misunderstand.

"Senior, it's really nothing. Besides, I have to go back and write my novel tonight."

Ao Ye explained.

"Tch, can't I write that I was with my senior? Men can't hide lies. Qianqian, book a room."

I'm going crazy!

Chapter 225 I've been taken advantage of!

"You! Sit inside!"

"Don't even think about running away today. Your senior sister Yan'er and I will keep a close eye on you until you confess honestly, understand?"

After leaving the Dragon Art Museum, Lin Yan'er, Wu Qian, and Ao Ye, who had been polite and well-behaved students until just as they stepped out of the museum's electronic gate, bid farewell to Song Yiyuan, the beautiful teacher known for her unusually strict demeanor.

Ao Ye's left arm was mercilessly held by a pair of small hands, and his right arm was also mercilessly held by a pair of small hands. His arms were being pinched painfully by fingernails as he was being carried along, which quickly attracted the attention and whispers of many passersby.

"Look at this man, he's so lucky..."

What was the girl thinking after a couple passed by?

"Under what circumstances would two stunningly beautiful women be holding hands with the same guy?"

"What's their relationship?!"

"Those three are so beautiful..."

"Hey handsome brother!"

……

"No, Sao Qian, isn't it a bit inappropriate for a strong and muscular man like me to sit inside? It's more appropriate for me to sit outside."

6 p.m.

The Fellas is an Italian restaurant full of charm and romance.

The ceiling is decorated with upside-down empty wine bottles, and outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows next to it is the most beautiful urban scenery in the bustling area of ​​Nanjiang City.

After the two attractive women and one man entered the restaurant, Wu Qian searched around for a window seat that would block anyone from leaving. She forced Ao Ye to sit inside first, and then sat outside herself.

The goddess Lin Yan'er sat coldly opposite Ao Ye. As soon as Ao Ye looked up, his senior stared at him with a pair of fierce and beautiful eyes.

What did you call me?

As if she had heard an inappropriate adjective, Wu Qian, who had just placed her bag between herself and Ao Ye, realized something was wrong and moved the bag to the other side, squeezing closer to Ao Ye as she spoke.

"Sao Qian."

Ao Ye said bluntly.

Seemingly worried that Wu Qian couldn't hear him, he deliberately lifted her hair and blew air into her ear, saying, "sao, qian."

"Good heavens, Yan'er, did you see that? You clearly did something wrong, and we haven't even shown our power yet, and you're already acting so arrogantly? Do you think that if you take the initiative, we'll give in?"

"If we don't teach him a lesson, it seems he won't listen to us."

Immediately, Wu Qian, wearing fishnet stockings and black butterfly high heels, stepped on Ao Ye's right foot, which was nearby.

"Ouch! That hurts!"

The crucial point is that, at that moment, across from me under the table, the tip of another high-heeled shoe stepped on my left foot.

"Ouch!! Senior! You're here too? That hurts!!!"

The pain was transmitted to his brain, and Ao Ye's face immediately turned bright red as he resisted as much as possible.

Just as he was about to desperately pull back, the goddess Lin Yan'er, while looking at the menu and tossing her beautiful hair, asked, "What's wrong, senior?"

"It's nothing, ah, it's Mr. Ao's great honor to be stepped on by my senior's beautiful feet!"

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

To debase! To humiliate! To debase!

These words were as if they were precisely etched into his mind. Suddenly, the memory of what his senior had done to him in the hotel came to mind, and Ao Ye blurted them out fluently.

As soon as he said this, Wu Qian, who was wearing pearl-embellished fishnet stockings, was immediately speechless.

She glanced at Ao Ye's seemingly ecstatic expression, then at Yan'er's indifferent demeanor, who seemed to have no intention of paying any attention to Ao Ye, and exclaimed in surprise, "Yan'er! You two can play like this? You step on him and he's so willing?"

Wu Qian was completely shocked.

She had never seen anything like it before.

The key point is the kind of things that came out of Ao Xuedi's mouth...

Good heavens!

"Wu Qian, I'm sure you can understand if I say that's not what I really wanted to say. Don't overthink it. I just really like my senior, I like her to death, so I'm willing to do anything she does for me."

It seemed that Wu Qian was about to do something to him.

Ao Ye quickly tried to dispel the other party's thoughts with the language of the Light of Reason.

Unexpectedly, no sooner had he finished speaking than Wu Qian exclaimed, "I really want a junior like that too!!"

???

……

It would have been better if he hadn't said anything, because once he did, it was as if he had touched the deepest longing in Wu Qian's heart, and a torrential downpour came over her heart. She slammed her hands on the table.

"Oh, no way, forget it, Sao Qian, I only belong to Senior Yan'er, so don't even think about it—ouch!!! Senior, what are you doing?"

"What did you say?"

A cold, clipped sound.

As soon as Ao Ye finished speaking, Wu Qian glared at him angrily and stomped even harder on the toe of her 5cm high heel on his right foot.

Did I let you see other women?

What should I do?

only!

Before Ao Ye had finished dealing with that situation, he only saw Wu Qian's surprised, lotus-like face when Lin Yan'er's haughty and cold voice rang out again.

"Senior, I, I..."

Damn it.

The high heel on the right was stepping on his right foot, and the high heel in front was stepping on his left foot. Ao Ye was sitting at the very back of the dining table, and he didn't know whether to speak or not, whether to look or not.

I got completely outmaneuvered by two beautiful female seniors.

……

……

This must be a dream.

"Ouch!!!!"