Unscientific Love

This time, Wu Qian behaved obediently.

Walk slowly forward.

Are you willing now?

Ao Ye asked.

"I'd rather. If I weren't willing, I wouldn't have asked you to come and help me tear it up."

"Okay, I like it now."

Ao Ye said, "You are most beautiful when you are willing."

After Wu Qian obediently sat down, Ao Ye tucked her long hair behind her ear, revealing her sideburns and profile. Ao Ye then made her stand up like him.

Then Ao Ye squatted down and roughly measured where the half-length fishnet stockings would look best.

The final determination was 3 centimeters above the knee.

Thus, she wore a tight-fitting bodycon skirt, revealing a section of her fair, white legs, and below that, she wore vaguely visible fishnet stockings.

That's what makes it beautiful.

By the time Ao Ye sat down to help Wu Qian tear the fabric, Wu Qian had already pulled down the waistband of the pearl-embellished fishnet stockings right in front of Ao Ye.

Ao Ye looked closely at Wu Qian's tight miniskirt and the section of her beautiful legs that were exposed.

It had an incredibly alluring feel to it.

"Why don't you turn around and take a look?"

Ao Ye took a deep breath, his tone stern.

Wu Qian was very obedient at this moment. After she turned around, Ao Ye pulled the edge of her fishnet stockings a couple of times to straighten it, and then began to praise her: "I told you, you're much more attractive like this than before."

Ao Ye admired his own work.

If Wu Qian's previous outfit was an XS size...

This is the XS Plus.

Wu Qian liked it very much, and she spontaneously spun around twice. Ao Ye then told her to put on her high heels.

Once he was dressed, Ao Ye casually sat down and tugged at his collar—the top two buttons of his elegant black shirt were undone.

He poured himself a glass of red wine and continued to drink while admiring the beautiful woman in front of him.

"What a nice view!"

Wu Qian said.

He even bent his leg upside down and couldn't help but look at his outfit, which was indeed very creative.

"Come here."

"what."

"you guess."

"No."

Chapter 238 Then Call Me Brother

"Junior Ao, do you like me like this?"

Holding her in someone's arms, Wu Qian finally decided to give it a try, and thus her words revealed her charm.

"I like it much more than before."

Ao Ye answered.

I thought to myself, "Congratulations to Sao Qian for finally getting it! She's officially embarked on her journey to find beauty. How adorable!"

"I don't want to resist you right now."

"So you're doing this willingly?"

"Correct."

Wu Qian blinked her beautiful eyes, which held a beauty mark at the corner of her eye, her tone firm.

Her eyelashes are very long.

Although her eyeliner looks a bit uneven up close, it just means her makeup skills are a little clumsy, and it doesn't mean she's not beautiful.

"You'd better be willing. If I find that you're even slightly unwilling, I'll punish you."

As he spoke, Ao Ye flicked the other person's nose with his finger, bent down, and reached out to grab the piece of fishnet stocking that he had just torn off.

As he tidied up and folded the cloth a few times, he said, "I was originally looking for an eye mask, but I'll just use what I have on hand."

"Junior Brother Ao, are you going to use this to blindfold me?"

"Don't question me. Since you've agreed, entrust yourself to me. In the end, you'll get the feeling you want. If you don't trust me, you're free to leave. But since you've made this choice, you'll listen to me in everything."

As Ao Ye spoke, he began to demonstrate the length and distance.

Now, he's more like a craftsman doing his work.

Wu Qian suddenly started acting coquettishly.

“Junior Ao, you have to admit that my suggestion is better in this respect.”

"Then take it off yourself. Put it on yourself."

Ao Ye's gaze fell into the other's eyes. Wu Qian then smiled, raised her right leg, bent it, brought it close to her body, and then quickly rolled it up and slowly took it off.

When she got down to her high heels, Wu Qian said, "Junior Ao, can you help me take off my high heels?"

Ao Ye glanced at her fishnet stockings, heels, and high heels with a flicker in his eyes, then touched her heels and slowly took them off for her.

Ao Ye watched as Wu Qian pulled at his fishnet stockings, slowly revealing her cherry blossom-colored fingernails, as if peeling back the layers of a painting.

Then Ao Ye put it back on for her.

"You're a very gentlemanly person."

After doing all this, Wu Qian smiled and praised Ao Ye.

Ao Ye ignored her.

She continued folding the fishnet stockings in half, blindfolding herself, lifting her head, and quickly tying them behind her head with both hands.

All that remained were her smooth, parted hair, her forehead, her pert nose, and her rosy, white lips.

Beneath the hazy DIY fishnet stocking blindfold, one could vaguely see the other person's beautiful eyes blinking.

"What surprised me just now was that you could actually listen to other people's opinions. I love it. I thought you were the kind of man who, once you made up your mind about something, would resolutely carry it out no matter what the other person thought."

At this moment, Wu Qian felt more relaxed than ever before.

"May I make another request?"

"of course."

"Hmm... I am willing to obey you, but only the two of us can know this. You can't tell anyone else."

"It's not a request, of course it's out of respect for the other party, you can rest assured."

"Alright, now I know why Yan'er likes you. You can be strict when you need to be gentle when you need to be gentle, and you can control yourself perfectly. That's the charm of a man."

"Don't you think you're beautiful when you're being yourself? A relaxed kind of beauty."

Ao Ye said.

"That depends on how you judge beauty; everyone has different standards."

"No, the most beautiful thing is when two people are completely free of ulterior motives, and have complete trust, respect, and understanding, and are free to be themselves."

"That sounds exciting!"

"Do you agree with the kind of beauty I just described? Are you willing to submit to this kind of beauty?"

"Haha, Junior Ao, are you trying to make me more beautiful now?"

After Ao Ye took the remaining torn pieces, held Wu Qian's fair right leg, and carefully wrapped them around her thigh, tying a bow, Wu Qian changed the subject and asked.

"Stop rambling and answer me directly: do you succumb to this kind of beauty?"

Why are you so serious?

"It's not just serious, it's a matter of being earnest. Do you think you can do something so beautiful well without being serious?"

"That's true."

So answer me, are you willing to respect this kind of beauty?

"Respect, respect."

Wu Qian pouted.

"Be serious!"

"Good."

Under the dim light, Wu Qian looked at the man so close to her through the fishnet stockings and blindfold. His handsome profile and sharp eyebrows made him hard not to like.

But she wanted to be mischievous on purpose.

"Okay, now close your eyes and start to really feel my hands."

It moved little by little.

"Call me brother."

"No, I'm a year older than you. Actually, you should call me senior, just like you call Yan'er."

"You're not going to call me? Then I'll stop here."

Ao Ye suddenly stopped speaking.

When Ao Ye lifted the other woman's beautiful leg again, pulled her black butterfly ankle-revealing high heels off halfway, and slowly touched the soles of her feet with his fingers.

Wu Qian suddenly started to panic.

"No, Junior Ao!"