Unscientific Love

Ding!

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As soon as Wu Qian finished stating her demands, Ao Ye immediately retorted.

"I advise you to be nicer to me now."

Wu Qian said with apparent confidence.

"Am I not good enough to you? I usually can't be bothered with girls like you. I've already spoken to you more than 100 times today, and you still say I'm not good to you."

"You! What girl would want to date someone as clueless as you!"

"Sorry, there are plenty of beautiful and tasteful girls who want to date me, so you don't need to worry about them."

"You're really going to be lawless if I don't teach you a lesson."

At this point, Wu Qian had lost interest in taking photos; the more the boy talked to her, the angrier she became.

"Bring it on, whatever you need. Oh, I almost forgot, I haven't even started writing the novel yet, how did I end up chatting with you like this?"

"Senior! Senior!"

If he doesn't update soon, Ao Ye feels his readers will definitely start cursing at him.

Without even glancing at Wu Qian, he strode briskly into the room. Once inside a room on the east side, he could vaguely see Lin Yan'er's graceful figure reflected in the doors and windows, somewhat like a shadow puppet show.

But when her figure was highlighted, everyone knew she was an absolutely stunning woman.

That's interesting.

When Ao Ye went inside, his senior sister was kneeling on a futon, making tea.

The room had a modern tatami room, and the senior student's high heels were neatly placed at the door, giving it a unique charm.

Why are you shouting so loudly?

Seemingly influenced by the atmosphere, Lin Yan'er gave a soft rebuke.

I miss you.

"Tch, go find your Qian Youyou. She's your number one goddess right now."

"My senior is jealous."

"Who would do something so pointless?"

Lin Yan'er, wearing a V-neck black mini-dress, knelt on a futon. After brewing three cups of tea, she stood up and bent over to remove her black stockings from the front and back of her skirt.

Ao Ye then quickly took off his shoes, stepped onto the tatami mat, and sat down in front of the goddess senior.

She said, "Senior, don't pretend. As long as you exist as a human being, you will naturally do boring things. You can despise boredom, but you can't eliminate it. That's human nature."

Suddenly, Bian's heart began to pound.

Lin Yan'er lifted her leg and quickly rolled up her black stockings with one leg. Soon, a beautiful and fragrant patch of skin was presented to Ao Ye.

In addition, the indoor lighting made her skin look even more beautiful. Ao Ye thought that it would be great if he could bring over the red and blue cyberpunk-style fill light he used to take photos before.

I'm sure I can take amazing photos of my senior.

But, senior, why are you taking off your black stockings now? Is she a little tired? Or is it just a habit of wanting to take them off as soon as she gets home?

She has obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness, and Ao Ye knows this very well.

But it was already 8 p.m.

While admiring his senior's posture, Ao Ye took out his laptop from his bag, placed it on the table, and prepared to start typing.

What he meant when he called Lin Yan'er was that if he were to write, he hoped that his senior could accompany him and supervise him.

This is the fastest and most effective way.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he entered, he would be able to appreciate and enjoy the beauty of his senior.

So, while logging into the author's backend, he teased the senior student: "Senior, you're really bold. You know perfectly well that the junior likes to see you in black stockings, yet you still do it in front of him. Also, could you come a little closer? I can't smell your scent anymore."

Chapter 230 The senior student possesses an inherent air of authority.

"I advise you to finish writing your novel first."

He saw Ao Ye say that.

Lin Yan'er remained aloof and indifferent. Her bent-over posture, with her beautiful legs partially visible between her diamond-encrusted nails, was displayed to Ao Ye in a way that was both up and down.

"I'm writing it, but I need my senior to supervise me."

Ao Ye told the truth.

Based on his past experience writing novels, Ao Ye could write the fastest when supervised by his senior.

That's why, back at school, when Ao Ye was thinking about writing his novel in the afternoon, he went to find his senior.

The senior student possessed an inherent air of authority.

"Tch, what a joke. If your senior isn't around one day, you'll stop writing, won't you?"

"Writing, of course I have to write, but having a senior supervising me is a completely different story. When a senior is supervising me, my inspiration really explodes. I'm just destined to be influenced by seniors. But senior, you'd better not say anything like, 'What if you're not by my side one day? If you're not by my side, senior, I'll search the whole world to find you, you know?'"

Ao Ye suddenly pulled Lin Yan'er's legs close and looked up at her seriously, saying...

"Tch, that's easy for you to say. If you met other pretty girls, you'd still forget about your senior. I don't believe you."

……

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"Senior, you've been wronged!"

Despite Lin Yan'er's slow and deliberate manner—which started in the latter half of the dinner—Ao Ye became increasingly uneasy as he noticed his senior acting this way.

If the senior student were to punish herself at this moment, that would truly show her true colors.

But she didn't.

This made Ao Ye very uneasy.

And what did she mean when she said earlier that she should finish writing her novel as soon as possible?

"Look, senior's black stockings."

In the blink of an eye, after breaking free from Ao Ye, Lin Yan'er took off all the black silk she was wearing, curled it up in her hand, and threw it in front of Ao Ye while letting a transparent black silk thread hang down from between her fingers.

Although the senior student is very beautiful.

When I think about how beautiful my senior is, I really want to hug her.

Just as Ao Ye was about to reach out and pick it up, a cold, flirtatious voice rang out.

"Focus your energy. If a person can't even resist being attracted to a beautiful woman, how can he talk about doing anything great?"

"I can't write."

Ao Ye said.

"Ever since I came in and saw the senior, I've been attracted by her beauty and sexiness. If a man doesn't know how to appreciate her wholeheartedly, then he must be a fool."

"So you're blaming your senior?"

"Yes, I am blaming my senior."

"Say it again?"

At this moment, Lin Yan'er suddenly became very angry and quickly took a step forward.

The atmosphere in the room immediately became very powerful.

"Senior, you're really charming when you exude queen-like aura."

"You scoundrel! Don't think I don't know what you're thinking!"

"Then the senior is wrong. Just because I like the way she looks when she's angry, does that mean she's a pervert? That doesn't make sense, you stinky senior."

Ao Ye really wanted Lin Yan'er to come over, but she just seemed very cold.

Then she continued, "See, how tolerant I am of you? I just pointed out your logical problems, which were quite problematic, but because you're my senior, I'll forgive you easily. Besides, as my favorite elegant senior, I certainly wouldn't mind sitting in front of my junior and supervising him as he writes his novel, right?"

Ao Ye mentally gave a "yeah" sign.

……

……

Lin Yan'er immediately turned angry.

She's quite the talker.

Ok?

She had originally planned to take a bath first—she had just entered the bathroom and saw a wooden tub with beautiful roses placed next to it. She was already imagining lying in it and taking a comfortable bath to wash away the day's fatigue.

As a result, I got angry at what this kid said.

"Senior, having good manners will definitely earn you points."

"So you mean the senior student has no manners?"

Lin Yan'er walked barefoot over, carrying her high heels from the doorway, and looked down at Ao Ye.

At this moment, Ao Ye had already turned on his computer and started typing.

"No, I was just correcting some minor issues with my senior's behavior."

Out of the corner of his eye, Ao Ye looked at the goddess Lin Yan'er's long, fair legs, which were standing together in place, as if the breathtaking fragrance was about to reach Ao Ye's nose.

"Hurry up and write me a book."

"My senior is with me."

"Isn't this what I'm doing, keeping you company?"

"My senior is too fierce. It would be better if she could wear high heels or not at all and sit in front of me so I can gather some material."

"You just want to see the senior's legs, don't you?"

"Hmm, I want to kiss you again. With you here, I feel like I can update 10,000 words tonight without any problem." Ao Ye looked up at Lin Yan'er's aloof and disdainful eyes and realized that from this angle, her V-neck mini skirt tightly hugged her body, and the goddess's beauty was right in front of him.