Unscientific Love

"Okay, you said it yourself, update 10,000 words."

Lin Yan'er seemed to have changed her mind and sat down in front of Ao Ye, crossing her beautiful legs.

She called out to the outside, "Qianqian, the bathwater is ready. You can come and take a bath first."

At this moment, Wu Qian is taking photos in the courtyard.

Upon hearing the voice, he replied, "Coming! Do you want your junior to shower with me?"

! ! ! !

"I'm not going to shower with you!"

Wu Qian had just finished speaking.

Then a sharp and decisive voice of refusal was heard from inside the room.

She wasn't angry, and then said, "Oh, you've got guts. You've thought this through. Your senior sister Yan'er and I have been very polite to you."

At this moment, Wu Qian, wearing a pearl-embellished fishnet stocking and a bodycon skirt, was squatting under a cherry blossom tree, with one of her beautiful legs, clad in black butterfly high heels and fishnet stockings, stretched out in front of her as she took photos—she thought the lighting and her leg were both beautiful from this angle.

The tiny pearls on her fishnet stockings shimmered, making her appear like a sparkling diamond when viewed from a distance.

Reply: "Don't worry, Sao Qian, you should take a shower first, it won't be good if the water gets cold."

Having said that, Ao Ye didn't linger.

Seeing that her senior was already sitting in front of Ao Ye with her beautiful legs crossed.

Ao Ye then concentrated intently on writing his novel.

Because every time Ao Ye looked up, he could see his senior's cold and beautiful face, as well as her beautiful legs that had just removed their black stockings. This caused him to be immediately drawn to his senior when he was slightly distracted while writing, and he would associate her with his senior's cold demeanor, thus continuing to work on his creation.

……

time flies.

It took a full 2 hours.

Ao Ye stroked the keyboard, which resembled the graceful waist of a beautiful woman, and wrote about 6000 words in one go.

It is divided into two chapters.

After successfully posting, Ao Ye picked up a cup of tea from the table next to him and took a sip.

How many words are there?

The senior student seems to be binge-watching a TV series.

He was engrossed in watching when he was startled by Ao Ye's sudden action and asked a question.

"6000."

"Then hurry up and write it, there are still 4000 words left. Finish it in an hour, or I'll step on you!"

Lin Yan'er wiggled her toes, revealing her beautiful, crossed legs.

"If I finish writing in an hour, can I take a shower with my senior?"

"Can't!"

"Senior, can't you just agree to it first? That way, what if you write 5000 words in an hour and set a new record?"

"Stop being so fickle. Hurry up and write. 4000 words in an hour. Do you want your senior to step on you right now?"

"Dream on, Yan'er. I didn't expect there to be red wine here. Here, have a glass each, it'll make you feel more comfortable tonight."

A coquettish voice came from behind.

Ao Ye then saw a petite beauty wrapped in a bath towel appear before him.

Her shoulders still had glistening water droplets clinging to them, as she had just come out of the bathtub.

"However, is it not enough for you to keep an eye on him alone? I'm about to have some red wine, so why don't we keep an eye on him together?"

Then, Wu Qian, draped in a pink bath towel that tightly wrapped around her curvaceous figure, appeared. Her long black hair, freshly washed, was smooth and exuded a subtle, alluring fragrance.

Looking at her smooth, delicate shoulders, Ao Ye suddenly wondered how the sweet girl was doing now.

I haven't been in touch with her for a few days, and I miss her terribly.

But coincidentally, when Wu Qian knelt on the cushion, she was holding potato chips in her left hand and a wine glass in her right. As she leaned down to sit, she also tilted her head back and took a sip.

Ao Ye laughed and said, "Sao Qian, what are you wearing?"

……

Wu Qian's pretty face immediately turned bright red. She had just finished taking a shower, and her skin was already fair with a rosy glow. Now, it was almost as red as an apple.

He quickly said, "Ao Ye, forget everything you saw, understand?"

Splash splash ...

While typing, Ao Ye said, "Please, don't disturb my typing. I have to write 4000 words in an hour. My life is so hard."

"Don't pretend you didn't hear me. Did I tell you to forget clearly?"

"Sorry, if you saw a man's body, would you forget it? Obviously, there's something wrong with your thinking. I'm starting to wonder if you're deliberately talking to me like this to get my attention. Senior, look at her, she's distracting me from writing."

Ding!

Straight man value +10000!

I'm so cold and shivering.

Wu Qian, who had just taken a sip of red wine, never expected that this kid would diss her like that. Dissing her was one thing, but to make matters worse, he complained to Yan'er.

!!!

Enraged, she immediately stood up and stomped hard on Ao Ye's legs as he sat cross-legged writing his novel!

If we don't teach him a lesson tonight, he'll become completely unruly.

Chapter 231 Senior, She Influenced My Novel Writing

"Hmph, Qianqian, don't fall for his tricks. He's just deliberately trying to annoy you. He'll be thrilled if you can't help but want to reward him. You can't give him that!"

Wu Qian's beautiful feet were about to step on him.

Ao Ye could have enjoyed the view up close, but all he heard was his senior's cold and heartless voice.

"What do you mean? Does he like being stepped on?"

"Yeah, he gets incredibly excited every time I step on him. It's less of a disappointment and more of a reward. So the best way is to torment him and prevent him from succeeding, otherwise he'll get unusually excited."

After saying that, Lin Yan'er changed the position of her crossed legs. As she crossed them, Ao Ye, who was sitting cross-legged on the tatami, was surprised to see his senior's beautiful figure.

This senior is so beautiful!

"Before I see it with my own eyes, I'd like to test it myself and see if he'll do that."

Scenes from the few times I'd met this junior quickly flashed through my mind: the first time was when he saw Yan'er off at her flight; the second time was in Yan'er's art studio, where I noticed he was looking down while Yan'er sat upright with her legs outstretched; and the third time was this time, when we met for the first time.

All that remains of my memory is this novel written by this kid that I couldn't put down.

Although he mentioned it in the novel, he still wanted to try it out in real life. After all, imagination and practice go hand in hand, and the latter will have a more powerful impact.

Therefore, when Yan'er warned her to stop, Wu Qian's eyes, beside a beauty mark at the corner of her eye, were fixed on her fair legs, which she had just washed, looking around with a vacant gaze. She was trying to take things a step further and test the boy's reaction.

She didn't actually mind being admired by the boy she liked.

"Let him write his novel first; there will be plenty of time later."

Lin Yan'er stopped her again.

Wu Qian hesitated for a moment, then stepped on Ao Ye's leg and left reluctantly.

"Sao Qian, actually your legs are quite nice, but it will take some time for me to accept new legs. Senior sister is very charming. She can use her endless goddess charm to make me willingly kiss her. As for you, although you are good-looking, to be honest, I only see you as an ordinary beauty."

Wu Qian had just withdrawn her legs, which were still fragrant with roses after her shower.

Then I heard such harsh and sarcastic remarks.

Her legs were still reluctantly resting on Ao Ye's legs, forming a "chair" shape, and her face was full of anger.

But I endured it.

"Sao Qian, are you feeling hurt? The truth is so hurtful. Unless you can exude a charm that makes people sincerely admire you, I will definitely still only see you as an ordinary beauty. Do you know what an ordinary beauty is?"

Ao Ye shifted his slightly numb buttocks. He had been sitting cross-legged, engrossed in typing for so long, and although the place was comfortable, it was still too much to handle in one position for so long.

"I don't want to hear it! I don't want to hear it!"

Wu Qian covered her ears, instinctively screaming inside. She felt that the man in front of her was a devil, not only eroding her mind but also physically attracting her to slowly move closer to him.

Perhaps, because he is his type.

That's why I allowed him to be so unrestrained.

"Tsk, you still have to listen. An ordinary beauty is the kind you see from afar and forget about immediately."

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"What did you say??"

At this moment, Wu Qian was furious and trembling with rage.

She seemed to no longer be able to resist the urge to teach the boy in front of her a lesson.

The situation was that in the afternoon at the Italian restaurant, he and Yan'er had already discussed it. They decided to let him be arrogant first, and then launch a fierce counterattack, which would be the most lethal and make him beg for mercy in the end.

How come we're being manipulated by them now?

“I said, you’re the type of ordinary beauty, the kind you’d forget about as soon as you turn your head.”

To make it easier for the other party to hear clearly, Ao Ye deliberately cleared his throat with "ah ah ah ah" sounds, speaking in a high-pitched, rhythmic voice full of domineering power.

"you!"

Wu Qian then raised her foot and placed it on Ao Ye's chest while it was suspended in mid-air.

But the worst part was that as soon as she lifted herself up, it seemed like she used too much force, and the pink towel wrapped around her was stretched open again, even though she had tried her best to protect it.