Unscientific Love

Chapter 76 I'm too lazy to deal with you! (3rd update)

"Huh??"

"How could I possibly be? Yan'er, you're definitely making this up!"

Its upper body swayed like a snake, howling.

I only remember having a dream last night, and it ended when I woke up.

Could it be...?

When Wu Qian heard Lin Yan'er say that, although she subconsciously retorted, she suddenly panicked as if she had realized something.

No, definitely not!

Last night, Wu Qian only remembered that she was reading the novel "Unscientific Love". As she read, she flipped through the pages faster and faster. Sometimes she would even go back to check the plot. After reading 50 chapters in one go, she felt like she couldn't stop. So she put in some eye drops and continued reading by candlelight in bed.

How long has it been since she felt this way?

I watch TV series on and off. This is the second book I've read, except for "The Beginning" which I finished in one go a while ago.

She couldn't understand why she, a girl, was so addicted to watching it.

She analyzed it carefully and felt as if something was constantly tugging at her. When she saw scenes of ambiguous intimacy between men and women, her soul seemed to be enjoying it, and she even felt increasingly excited.

When he couldn't take it anymore, he rushed into the bathroom, took off his stockings and threw them in the trash can. A wave of heat was still rising from his body. He quickly took a hot shower, but when he closed his eyes, the images described in the book were still in his mind.

It's like watching it play right in front of your eyes.

Later, I washed my hair thoroughly.

The bubbling foam slid down her long hair, along her slender body, and onto her thin legs—the slightly hot sensation only eased after being rinsed several times by the showerhead.

Afterwards, I applied a cool face mask, adjusted my breathing, and fell asleep in bed.

But I was awakened in the middle of the night by the noise from Yan'er's side—I've known this girl for quite a while, and she used to be on business trips all the time, but I've never seen her like this before.

She's clearly a girl who protects herself very well.

I never expected such a strong reaction.

She unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle on the lamp table next to her, gulped down a few mouthfuls of cool water, and then went back to sleep.

What followed was that strange dream I had.

It's probably like this: I'm dressed in ancient costume in a courtyard, showing off my beautiful legs, eating grapes. It's a bit hot, and I'm sitting on a swing, letting butterflies flutter by, exuding a sense of ease and freedom.

Just as I was enjoying myself, suddenly a pair of hands reached out and grabbed my legs without saying a word.

He also kissed himself and cuddled his own neck.

He whispered a question to you: Aren't you lonely all by yourself? He came up in front of you, grabbing your leg so you couldn't struggle, and teasing you about the virginity mark on your leg.

She said it was the first time she had ever seen someone with a virginity mark on their leg.

Ask him what his name is?

He said, "Guess."

All I remember is that the two of them started kissing at some point, on the neck, chin, and collarbone, in a very passionate way.

The intimacy was so intense, and towards the end, all she could remember was sitting on the swing, letting him kiss her...

But such a joyful thing should be a dream.

In dreams, different scenes are often cleverly blended together through time travel, and your subconscious mind doesn't think there's anything wrong with it.

She knew very well that the man was Ao Ye, the male protagonist of the novel. However, since he was just a character in a book, she was able to dream about him without any problems. It was strange, but also reasonable.

So, could it be that when I was dreaming about these pleasurable scenes, I unconsciously made some movements that Yan'er noticed?

This……

"You slut, I can't be bothered with you."

Seeing Wu Qian's somewhat flustered appearance, Lin Yan'er knew she had won the round, and her facial expression began to relax.

Best friends often undermine each other; they all know who the other is.

Goddess Lin Yan'er snorted coldly, opened her mobile travel app and looked through the hotel she had booked earlier—it was supposed to be a lonely and quiet guesthouse with tatami mats.

But the owner said he had taken on a private event at the last minute and rented it out.

So we gave up.

But the thought that the two of them were finally going to meet made him gasp.

Haven't seen you for a few days.

Dry wood and raging fire,

Who knows what will happen tonight?

"Take a deep breath."

"call----"

Lin Yan'er's blue and white porcelain-patterned tight-fitting uniform accentuated her already curvaceous figure, making her smooth S-shaped curves appear both subtle and alluring.

Afterwards, on the flight to Paris, Lin Yan'er dragged her suitcase, her left hand lightly smoothing her clothes. A beautiful leg was faintly visible under her high-slit skirt, its light steps brushing against the silky hem. Her charming figure, stepping in high heels, passed through the high-altitude passage and quickly entered the aircraft cabin.

"Night, what's going on? What happens after chapter 75?"

the other side.

Nanjiang University, 10:00 AM.

The first finance class had just ended when the finance teacher, a slightly chubby man of about 160 cm, dressed in a high-quality suit, trousers, and leather shoes, and wearing frameless glasses, announced the end of get out of class with unusual confidence and a hint of disdain.

The more than 40 students in Class 2 packed up their textbooks and chattered about preparing to change classrooms.

Ao Ye, who was sitting in the last row, got up and followed the crowd out of the classroom.

As a result, the bamboo stopped them.

"It's swallowed; I can't write anymore."

Ao Ye said helplessly.

"Hold!"

"I'm really enjoying watching it."

Bamboo adjusted his glasses and yawned.

"No, what if you fail the course if you're just reading novels in class?"

Ao Ye asked with concern.

"Hey, just listen to the finance class casually, there's not much substance. The professor will probably just brag on the first day, and only some naive students will think he's amazing. Have you ever seen me fail a class?"

Bamboo smiled, as if it understood everything.

"Then you must be very bored in class."

Ao Ye looked at the top student in front of him and tried to analyze the classroom situation from his perspective.

"No, there's a novel you wrote."

"That's awesome! Hehehe."

Bamboo raised an eyebrow and said.

"You've already put them in the group chat, right?"

"Yes, there are 4000 words at the end, which are usually put inside. But it doesn't affect the plot's progress."

Ao Ye sighed and said.

"I saw it, but isn't yours the original version?"

"You little rascal, you're trying to trick me into talking."

"This isn't just cliché; it's normal logic. I've also read the content, and there's nothing wrong with it, but it clearly feels like it's been modified. Generally, a modified version has already undergone a round of adjustments, but you usually wouldn't revert to the original version."

"so what?"

"I want the original version."

Bamboo stretched out its hand with shining eyes, looking at Ao Ye with a mischievous glint in its eye.

Chapter 77 The top student's ability to deduce the truth is too strong!

"there is none left!"

Ao Ye quickly refused.

This bamboo is absolutely terrifying.

It's quite surprising that he could meticulously spot such subtle logical flaws. If you hadn't spent a semester with him and known he was a top student, you would definitely think he had a surveillance camera on you.

If you asked him to investigate something or crack something, he would definitely be a master.

"Hehe, how about this, you give me your phone and I'll restore your phone history?"

We left the teaching building.

Bamboo shamelessly offered a solution.

"no!"

Ao Ye rolled his eyes at Zhu Zi.

He admitted that the historical records could be restored, but there were only 5 versions of the historical records. Each modification left a trace, but little did he know that Ao Ye had modified all 5 versions before the release.

To get it back now, we'll probably have to find the programmer who developed the backend for this writer's app.

Even so, I can still write a few detailed side stories when I have time.

"Night! Bamboo! What are you chatting about? I'm a little thirsty, shall I go buy you some drinks?"

Wow!

A sound.

Suddenly, I felt a weight on my shoulder, and an arm, bent like a python, coiled around me, accompanied by the scent of cologne.