Unscientific Love

I didn't expect to fall asleep right away.

Ao Ye felt quite comfortable being with Lin Yan'er, but he also felt sorry for her and couldn't go against her wishes.

Therefore, after parking the car at the Dragon Art Museum, Ao Ye acted as the exhibition hall's introducer, trying his best to help his senior sister make a good impression.

But to everyone's surprise, shortly after they arrived, a beautiful woman dressed in an exceptionally fashionable and sophisticated style appeared directly in front of Ao Ye.

"Wu Qian!"

Ao Ye stared at the other person and called out in a deep voice.

This was the first time Ao Ye had met her since that day in the courtyard.

His voice was a deep, resonant baritone, so whenever he spoke, people around him would frequently turn around to look at the handsome, formally dressed man in front of them.

But ever since Wu Qian arrived, Ao Ye's gaze has been focused on her stunning outfit and her beautiful legs in black stockings!

She wore a light pink organza low-cut bodycon dress, with an organza lace cardigan draped over her shoulders, Valentino high heels, and black stockings. When she entered, Ao Ye was immediately attracted by her aura.

Her hairstyle looked freshly done, somewhat like a wedding bride's hairstyle, with her bangs swept to the right and her hair tied in a ponytail at the back. She had cherry-like lips and wore exquisite makeup.

"Wow, you look so beautiful today."

Although it's 3 PM now, an hour before the official opening of the senior's solo art exhibition, the Long Art Museum is already bustling with visitors.

Many people came in to admire the senior's paintings.

However, since it was not yet the opening time, all the paintings on the walls and indoor shelves were covered by a delicate veil. Although you could vaguely see that they were some refreshing landscape paintings, it was like a pipa player hiding her face. Ordinary people who came in only saw that the layout was neat and tidy. The man and woman in the exhibition hall were handsome and dashing, and aloof and beautiful, and their clothes were very ceremonial.

Oh, I forgot to mention.

Because it was my senior's art exhibition today, when we drove to the city, she went to the mall and bought Ao Ye a fitted suit.

The senior student helped Ao Ye choose the tie and even stood on tiptoe to tie it for him. At that moment, Ao Ye looked down at his senior student's serious expression and really wanted to call her "goddess wife".

As soon as Wu Qian, wearing an organza lace bodycon dress, entered the exhibition hall, everyone in the hall glanced at her.

This girl is so beautiful.

She has such a great figure—who is so lucky to have such a beauty!

The key point is that there was already a goddess-level aloof beauty in this exhibition hall. Now that another one has come in, they have quickly formed a beautiful sight.

"Boring, you change the subject when I'm just trying to talk to you."

Ao Ye looked Wu Qian up and down.

This girl is probably trying to avoid me and change the subject after her trip to the Lonely Wind Courtyard with Ao Ye last time.

I don't know what to say.

Wu Qian's cherry-like lips, likely due to makeup, give her an overall refined and elegant look, resembling a socialite or model, and her voice is low and gentle.

She was fine when she wasn't speaking, but once she did, she was carrying an expensive, sparkly handbag and wearing a light pink lace shawl. She turned around, searching for Yan'er, and her face was already quite eye-catching.

With a turn, her peach-like buttocks, encased in a light pink organza lace bodycon skirt, and a sheer black stocking, perfectly accentuated her alluring figure.

Ao Ye glanced at her and thought that Wu Qian's outfit today was absolutely stunning.

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Chapter 283 Scumbag!

"The senior student should have gone to the restroom."

Seeing Wu Qian's toes, clad in sheer black stockings and wearing Valentino high heels, searching for Lin Yan'er, Ao Ye looked down at her smooth, beautiful legs and said...

Those legs are so sexy.

You might want to compliment something that's sexy, but sometimes you just can't bring yourself to say it.

When you stare at something incredibly sexy, you're speechless. But when you find it incredibly sexy, you're immediately amazed. Words slip out of your mouth as you stare intently, wanting to hold it in your hands and cherish and experience it. The feeling of touching it in your palm is an otherworldly, wonderful sensation.

But when Wu Qian met Ao Ye this time, she was clearly avoiding his gaze.

If she hadn't done it on purpose, Ao Ye probably wouldn't have been interested, would have just admired it alone and been done with it, maybe making a few teasing remarks at most.

Who could blame Wu Qian, dressed in a light pink lace bodycon dress and black stockings, for avoiding Ao Ye like the plague?

Her face, adorned with exquisite makeup, was filled with utter disregard for Ao Ye.

……

"How did we end up running into him here?"

On the other side, when Wu Qian got out of the car, dressed in an elegant socialite style, she arrived at Yan'er's art exhibition hall as agreed. She originally thought she was just there to support the event, but unexpectedly, she ran into that person.

...The man with whom I had our intimate moments in front of the cherry blossoms, his back to me.

Although he was my junior, it was still... too embarrassing.

Moreover, the relationship between this junior and Yan'er is rather ambiguous.

Feeling she should avoid suspicion, she pretended to be looking for Yan'er, even though she could have gone in to wait since she didn't see Yan'er. But when she saw the handsome boy also see her and greet her, she simply turned her head and pretended to be looking for Yan'er.

But this kid is like a bull.

They can always easily defuse awkward situations.

"I can't get too close to him, otherwise I'll feel guilty if Yan'er finds out."

"When I stayed overnight at Yan'er's house a couple of days ago, I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and heard Yan'er calling Ao Ye's name. I guess Yan'er must love him very much."

Therefore, Wu Qian felt that she should stay away from Yan'er's ambiguous boyfriend, otherwise, they might end up breaking up and not even being able to remain friends.

However, when that man's piercing gaze looked at her sharply, especially as if scanning her beautiful legs and high heels, and of course, staring intently at her full bust—she knew it all, even though she didn't say anything.

What's worse, when the other person's gaze fell on her, the thought that he was her best friend Yan'er's target made her subconsciously wonder, "What would happen if I got together with my best friend's ambiguous boyfriend?"

A sudden surge of excitement welled up inside me.

But then I felt it was immoral.

But then I thought that love is a very private and precious thing, and if I had to choose between friendship and love, it would definitely be love.

……

Wu Qian, the socialite with the stunning legs in black stockings who attracted a lot of attention, was thinking about these things while the boy was talking to her.

It's just that nobody knows it.

After that, she felt she had to leave quickly. It was obvious that the jerk of a junior had become interested in her, so she hurriedly turned to leave.

However, the next moment, Ao Ye quickly grabbed her smooth and fair hand. Because her skin was so fair, you could even see the faint blue veins on the back of her hand, just as delicate as her fingers.

What are you doing?

Wu Qian quickly turned her head, her cherry-like mouth open, staring at Ao Ye as if nothing was wrong.

"Shouldn't I be the one asking you what you're doing?"

Faced with the other party's questioning, Ao Ye sneered and looked into her beautiful eyes.

"Come find your senior, Yan'er."

"Come on, don't pretend we don't know each other."

"We didn't know each other to begin with."

As she spoke, Wu Qian tried to break free from Ao Ye's hand, but found that his fingers were intertwined with hers.

"Scumbag."

Wu Qian suddenly blurted out.

She stomped her foot on her Valentino high heels, which were clad in black stockings.

"Thank you for bestowing this title upon me. I think you are quite right."

As if he had finally been criticized, Ao Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

Unfortunately, every beautiful woman he encountered—whether it was the goddess-like senior, the beautiful young girl Ling Ye, the beautiful but sickly teacher, or the voluptuous young woman Bi Bi who spoke with a soft, watery voice—all of them made him fall in love with them.

Not to mention the sweet girl with twin ponytails, and Ou Jiayi, a girl group member I recently met who is both sweet and hot.

What happened that morning was simply unbelievable.

Although I later learned that this was true, and that the conditions for sleeping with Ao Ye were met—the time and the person were a perfect match—I never expected it to be so crazy.

Is it because the years of training in a girl group have put you under a lot of pressure, and the pressure of participating in the show is immense, that you want to find someone to vent to?

Ao Ye is still unaware of the other party's motives.

We need to find the time to pry her open up and get the facts straight.

"...and he actually admitted it."

Wu Qian glanced at Ao Ye sideways and bit her lip.

"The person you know might be different from the average person. He's the type who admits to what he's done, unlike others who might do something but then deny it. It's good to be honest with yourself."

"Oh, be honest with yourself, what were you thinking when you came in and saw me?"

Wu Qian seemed to have become interested, her gaze no longer darting away, and she suddenly asked.

"I think this girl is really sexy, with big breasts and a big butt. She's already very sexy, but she's also wearing black stockings. And the stockings are thin and sheer, so you can see the skin of her beautiful legs through them."

"Besides these?"

"It depends on your figure."

"Is it sexy?"

"Of course I'd look at you if you weren't sexy."

"Who cares if you look at this?"

"Oh, you don't care if I watch it? Not only did I watch it, but I even—"

However, just as Ao Ye was about to speak, Wu Qian, wearing a lace bodycon dress, quickly took a step forward and covered Ao Ye's mouth, while her beautiful almond-shaped eyes glared at him, signaling him not to say anything more.

"Your hands smell so good."

Then, Wu Qian felt her palms get a little wet.

She tried to pull her hand away, but Ao Ye quickly grabbed it.