Unscientific Love

Perfect view! Lin Yan'er was in such a hurry that she hadn't turned off her tablet, and it was still on the drawing tools page.

Surprisingly, Ao Ye saw a handsome anime-style boy diligently drawing something on the tablet computer held by his senior's slender fingers, about three-quarters of the way across.

His handsome hair flew in the wind, and his face exuded a serene and piercing aura.

His eyebrows were sharp and imposing.

A face with perfectly defined features leaps off the screen with exquisite brushstrokes.

"I won't let you see it."

Soon, the green screen turned off, and Lin Yan'er gently touched the screen-off button with her index finger, then put it into the canvas bag she was carrying and continued walking.

"Oh, you stinky senior, you drew a picture but won't let us see it, aren't you just teasing us?"

Lin Yan'er, wearing high heels, had already walked out of the coffee shop, leaving the handsome man in the black shirt chasing after her.

It was already past 9 p.m., and the café was nearly empty. The barista was doing inventory, seemingly oblivious to the loud bangs as people left through the glass doors.

"That's still better than keeping you in suspense. I won't give it to you."

Are you going to give it to me or not?

To be honest, when my senior gets angry, she can be quite arrogant.

She walked down the street wearing black stockings and high heels, her white shirt revealing her smooth shoulders. A sudden gust of wind blew through the corridor, sweeping her long hair up like waves, revealing her fair neck with exposed hair roots.

She didn't say anything.

She walks with a cool and aloof air.

She's a complete ice queen.

Even passersby on the street turned their attention to her – which was not surprising, as Lin Yan'er was already extremely beautiful with a slender figure and stunningly beautiful legs that were enough to make her a leg model or fashion model. In addition, the high heels she wore paired with her black stockings were incredibly alluring.

She's acting all angry and haughty again.

The next moment, as Lin Yan'er was walking, something suddenly seemed to pass through her waist and quickly wrapped around it. Then, her black-stockinged legs, like her waist, were also wrapped around by a hand. Just as she was about to react, her body was lifted into the air.

She was about to call out.

As a result, her rosy lips were kissed by a thick man's lips.

She was about to struggle.

As a result, her legs were hugged tightly.

The other person kissed my lips, my chin, and my neck.

Even your own collar.

rogue!

rogue!

Lin Yan'er screamed inwardly. When the other person's lips left her, she realized that the boy had suddenly picked her up. She was worried that she would fall, but the other person held her tightly without loosening his grip at all.

She was like a butterfly, perfectly imprisoned in a cage.

She was placed on the cutting board like a delicious piece of meat.

There was no room for resistance.

"You scoundrel! Who gave you permission to kiss me?"

Lin Yan'er was forced to vent her anger.

She means I've given you permission.

"I can't let my senior get away."

Ao Ye stared at Lin Yan'er's beautiful eyes as if he had a lot of reason. Although this beautiful senior sister was somewhat heavy in his arms, looking at Lin Yan'er's beauty made him forget everything.

"I can do whatever I want, and it's none of your business."

"Yes, I don't want to get involved either, but like irreversible human genes, my genes tell me that I can't let my senior leave, that I have to stay with her. So if you want to blame someone, blame my genes. My Queen."

"Pah! You just want to hit on me."

"Divine logic."

"Wrong, wrong, wrong. What do you mean by 'I want to pick you up'? I have too many ideas. I not only want to pick you up, but I also want to sleep with you. The senior is very proactive."

……

……

You brat, we're still on the street!

Aren't you afraid of hearing this?

As soon as Ao Ye finished speaking, Lin Yan'er covered Ao Ye's lips with a slender, shiny fingernail, signaling him to stop talking.

Chapter 409: My face is gently touched by my senior. (Seeking monthly votes)

"Put me down?"

"dream."

"shallow."

Say what you want.

At this moment, Ao Ye, whose lips were covered by Lin Yan'er's slender fingers, with her smooth, jade-like fingertips arranged in rows, twitched his lips a few times, and a few words of breath, as faint as gossamer, escaped from between the beauty's fingers.

The bass note, though somewhat muffled, was firm.

It seemed like it was absolutely necessary.

Not only did he have protruding lips, but his eyes also seemed to be carrying knives, as if they wanted to cut off the gaze that Lin Yan'er was casting.

Their eyes clashed, neither giving an inch. Lin Yan'er, wearing a white shirt tucked into a black mini-skirt, revealing her beautiful legs in black stockings, swayed a few times during her struggle, her high heels with ankle straps buckling.

It seemed like they were about to jump down with great courage.

This woman, unafraid of getting hurt, is always so stubborn and arrogant. But we should also thank gravity, which allows the senior's naturally delicate feet, tightly bound by black stockings, to reveal a hazy, alluring whiteness.

It seems to have left the sole of the high heel.

The thin black lace straps around her ankles were temporarily removed from the beauty.

The silky smooth and bouncy feel of her legs, and the touch of her arms, came over me. If you closed your eyes, you would definitely only feel a fleeting sense of beauty. But if you opened your eyes, you would see the perfect curves and the snow-white skin, the slender lines, and the high heels that accentuated her feet.

He suddenly seemed to have lost his mind.

The man's gaze was focused on experiencing it up close.

He felt as if he were admiring a priceless treasure, staring intently, cautiously and tenderly trying to touch it—of course, his gaze replaced his arms and hands that were holding the beauty; if he were to touch her while still holding her, it would be vulgar.

The core of baseness is your lack of sufficient respect and restraint for beautiful things.

Instead, why not lift the senior down, and then, with roses, red wine, a quietly hummed tune, and a uniquely poetic setting, truly appreciate the exquisite beauty of the place?

So Ao Ye suggested, "Senior, let's go somewhere."

"You shallow person, put me down first."

"You can't just act recklessly because you're strong, really."

Lin Yan'er thought to herself, "It's a good thing I know you well, otherwise I would never talk to you again."

"Is hugging you considered indecent?"

While Ao Ye opened his phone app and searched for something, he quickly typed in a few words, zoomed in on a few photos, and smiled as he contradicted his senior.

“You won’t please anyone by hugging me here. You should do the right thing in the right place. You can’t be like those brainless kids who think they can act impulsively without regard for the atmosphere just because they have the strength. Understand?”

As she spoke, Lin Yan'er reached out and touched Ao Ye's cheek, looking at him with tenderness and playfully lifting his chin.

"Did you hear that, junior?"

.........

.........

So gentle...so kind.

My senior actually touched my face.

She still looked so distressed, and patiently talked to herself.

"kindness?"

"Are you out of your mind?"

The deep, resonant voice of a mature, elegant woman.

Her beautiful eyes stared intently at the man in front of her.

Then, with a smile playing on her lips, she gently cupped the boy's face in her slender, jade-like hands, lowered her head, and kissed him warmly and tenderly, as if afraid of missing out.

!!!

Suddenly, while I was thinking about something, a gentle and sweet shock descended upon my mind.

"My senior... kissed me?"

"Senior... she's so good at this!"

Because when he kissed his senior before, she had never kissed him like this before. In most cases, it was Ao Ye who took the initiative. In his memory, this was the first time that his goddess senior had taken the initiative to kiss him!

So sweet, so sweet!

Unfortunately, the senior only lowered her head to kiss Ao Ye once before leaving.

At that moment, Mingming's long, black hair cascaded down, resting on her arms. Looking down, all she could see was her upturned neck, with two smooth, white neck veins that looked healthy and vibrant. Although she couldn't see the exact shape, she could imagine how beautiful it was.

Thinking this, Ao Ye's nose went straight to Lin Yan'er's fragrant neck.

Smell her, inhale her scent.

Close your eyes, open your eyes, and repeat this process.

Instantly, the fragrance emanating from a top goddess seemed to penetrate Ao Ye's mind.

But he knew perfectly well that this was just the tip of the iceberg about his senior.