Unscientific Love

"Hmph! I just saw the novel you were reading, it's called 'Unscientific Romance,' isn't it?"

"I'll search right now and see what you've been watching in bed, causing such a commotion night after night, hmph!"

Wu Qian ran back to the bathroom to change her towel, washed her hands, and came out with her long, wet hair hanging down her beautiful back. But she quickly started to put on her own clothes.

She took out a new roll of gray stockings from the suitcase next to her, took out a fitted bra, turned her back, tossed her hair, and quickly tied it up.

The time is now 10:00 AM.

Time flies. I have to work one more shift tonight, and then I'll be going back the next day.

She opened her phone and looked at what she had bought in her shopping cart.

I suddenly felt a little panicked.

Curiosity often makes people feel a strange mix of shyness and excitement.

"Unscientific romance..."

While buttoning her clothes, Wu Qian opened her browser and searched.

She wanted to see what kind of shows that aloof and reserved guy, Yan'er, would watch at night.

Two nights in a row were strange.

She typed quickly, her pink diamond-studded nail polish clicking on the keyboard as she typed the keywords.

A book introduction popped up immediately!

(Chapter 2 will be updated tonight. My readership has been stagnant these past two days. The editor said there are more readers at night, so depending on the situation, I might update twice before 10 PM tonight. Please vote and keep reading!)

Chapter 50 My Best Friend is a Flight Attendant!

"whispering sound,"

On the other side, Lin Yan'er was momentarily flustered when she was suddenly seen doing something.

But she quickly opened the phone settings, swiped down to disable facial recognition, and reset her phone's numeric password—making it as complex as possible.

After checking several times and finding that the facial recognition function wouldn't start, and seeing that Qianqian wasn't watching, I finally felt relieved.

That brat!

Such a sudden attack.

Luckily, I have a good relationship with them; if it were someone else, I would definitely be angry with them.

Everyone needs a little privacy.

If she takes advantage of my sleep and does something with my phone, like looking through more detailed records, then I'm really doomed.

Those are all people who were with him...

……

Thinking of their previous chat history, Lin Yan'er quickly opened her phone and scrolled back through it.

The more they scrolled through the chat, the more explosive the content became.

However, I can't stop myself; I seem to want to continue this ambiguous relationship.

"This……"

Turning around, Lin Yan'er glanced at her best friend Wu Qian, who was changing clothes and looking at something with a somewhat sly expression.

I felt a little lost for a moment.

She must have just seen the novel he wrote that she was reading. Luckily, she only glanced at the chat history a few times. If she had seen it all now, she would be too embarrassed to show her face.

"Wow, you've written quite a lot, over 100,000 words already..."

On the other side, after putting on her stockings, Wu Qian quickly opened the book she had just found, then looked at the synopsis and silently recited it to herself.

"I never would have guessed that Yan'er, that repressed girl, would be reading this kind of novel."

"There must be something inside that she's so obsessed with that she can't help herself."

She quickly glanced at the synopsis; the cover featured a beautiful girl wearing an eye patch, with wavy, permed black hair—a very evocative image. Looking down at the author's name, she saw a female protagonist named "Lin Yan'er," and Wu Qian immediately smiled.

"You stinky smoker, you still won't admit it now."

He immediately clicked on the first chapter and began reading it with great interest and curiosity.

“I said, Qianqian, no matter what you see, you can’t tell anyone.”

Seeing that things were escalating, Lin Yan'er immediately spoke up.

"Okay, okay, how could I tell anyone? I'm just angry that you have something good to share but don't tell your best friend, so I had to do something really serious before you admitted it. Tell me, did you do 'that' last night?"

As Wu Qian watched, she questioned Lin Yan'er.

She really needs to read this book carefully. For several nights in a row, Yan'er has been somewhat absent-minded, and her breathing has become irregular. Apart from the videos, since this book is ranked second in the program, there must be something in it.

Thinking it over, Wu Qian began to read it carefully again.

"Chapter One, A Date with the Goddess..."

"Male-oriented novels".

"As expected, guys are the ones who most want to go to a hotel room for a date with the person they like."

"Tch, no way,"

Lin Yan'er vehemently denied it.

Last night, I did fall asleep while reading his novel, but it shouldn't have made that much noise, right?

She was acting very politely.

This girl must have done it on purpose.

"Okay, okay, you can deny it if you want, but I'm telling the truth. We're both 20 years old now, it's time to find a boyfriend to settle things, otherwise we'll be pent up."

"You! Qianqian, I didn't realize you dared to say anything like that."

"What's the big deal?"

"you!"

"Oh, I always told you aloof and secretly passionate beauties, shame is just a matter of conventional thinking. These days, it's not like the old days when people would turn pale at the mention of sex. Friendly communication is the best way to bring out the full potential of feelings between men and women, isn't it?"

Wu Qian turned to look at Lin Yan'er, and couldn't help but feel a little envious.

"Ugh, why is it that I only have a B, while Yan'er's is so perfect?"

"Hey."

"I wonder which lucky kid is. Yan'er, you're a bit traditional."

As Wu Qian read, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she felt a surge of excitement. Her pupils dilated as she carefully read the text.

Those 5cm pointed, sparkly silver high heels, paired with her perfect figure, and the sheer, skin-colored stockings tightly encasing her legs, instantly created a hazy, alluring effect.

She wore a silky, pleated cheongsam, which accentuated her already beautiful waistline, making her even more alluring.

……

"Isn't this just talking about Yan'er, that beauty?"

That day, when she parted ways with Yan'er, she did see that Yan'er was wearing a silky cheongsam.

But Yan'er seems to have started to change recently. Before, she was quite well-behaved during business trips. Although she did read novels at night, they were all physical books, such as "Dream of the Red Chamber" and "One Hundred Years of Solitude."

As for me, once I start reading a physical book, I always fall asleep within five minutes.

I really admire her perseverance in watching it.

However, Yan'er has read so many books, her taste should be quite good.

Judging from the first chapter, the book has excellent detail descriptions, even describing the lace on the edge of a cheongsam, which shows the author's skill.

The character is somewhat like a controlling man.

What straight man or not, isn't this just a sadist?

"Maybe, but Qianqian, you can't tell anyone."

Seeing Wu Qian, I realized she had already started reading.

Lin Yan'er repeated it again.

"Okay, okay, don't worry. I, Wu Qian, swear that the secret between Yan'er and me is only between the two of us. No one is allowed to tell anyone else. It's just a secret between best friends."

Wu Qian held up four fingers and continued, "See, we've already passed 4. Now you can rest assured?"

"Don't believe me!"

"Really."

Lin Yan'er felt somewhat helpless.

But there's nothing we can do.

Qianqian is a very curious and gossipy person. She always wants to get to the bottom of things.

It's a waste of her talent not to be a gossip queen.

But wait, Qianqian just muttered that she found it online?

He's already published a book?

Is it really that fast?

But just yesterday, I told him that we could apply for a contract, and maybe if we wrote well, it would get featured on the hot search list.

It feels pretty good to be written into a book by someone who likes you.

To get a contract, isn't it supposed to be at least 2 words? If you break it down, it'll be at least 10 chapters.

For some inexplicable reason, Lin Yan'er followed Qianqian's example and searched on the browser. No, wait, he said he wanted to write on Qidian.

Lin Yan'er quickly opened the Qidian app on her phone.

"Unscientific romance..."

With a series of rapid taps, Lin Yan'er's diamond-encrusted fingers typed quickly.