Curve Romance [ABO]

Wen Qingyun thought she heard it wrong, and said in a daze, "I can do it myself..."

"Isn't it not enough? I'm going to compete abroad soon. What if you work with your injury and drag down the team?" Xiang Ye said seriously.

Wen Qingyun's expression became serious when he heard the words, and he returned to the team by himself. He really can't drag Xiang Ye down anymore.

Wen Qingyun lowered her eyes, her ears were reddish, she suppressed her embarrassment, and obediently lifted up the hem of her clothes, exposing her bruised and flat belly to the air.

Xiang Ye just took a look at the large area of ​​scars, wishing to tear Chen Ming and Chen Yiping apart.

In front of Wen Qingyun, he tried his best not to show his anger.

Xiang Ye raised his hand to hold Wen Qingyun's waist, and applied the medicine he had prepared a long time ago on his palm, frowning tightly, but gently pressed and applied on Wen Qingyun's injured area.

Was Wen Qingyun so thin before?Why does it feel like his waist will break if he pinches it lightly.

Xiang Ye couldn't hold back, rubbed his fingertips on Wen Qingyun's waist, and secretly pinched his soft flesh.

"Hmm...Xiang Ye..."

Wen Qingyun's sensitive place was suddenly touched, and she couldn't help but groan.

His face was reddish, his other hand subconsciously rested on Xiang Ye's shoulder, and turned his head away.

Xiang Ye could smell the grass-flavored pheromones in the living room, and Wen Qingyun's skin touched by his palm seemed to become softer.

Xiang Ye was suddenly curious about where Wen Qingyun was softer besides buttocks and waist.

"Why, did it hurt you?" Xiang Ye looked at Wen Qingyun innocently.

Seeing Xiang Ye's frank face, Wen Qingyun didn't suspect him, after all, her waist was too sensitive.

Wen Qingyun had no choice but to deflate herself and shook her head.

Maintaining this position for a long time, Wen Qingyun's body became stiff. He took advantage of Xiang Ye's medicine and moved his butt slightly...

Xiang Ye was already resisting the urge. At this moment, with Wen Qingyun's small movements, he could feel the softness of rubbing against his thigh delicately.

Xiang Ye felt as if he had become that stinky 18-year-old boy again, every time he saw Wen Qingyun his stomach would catch fire.

"Wen Qingyun, don't move around." Xiang Ye clenched his hands into fists, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was hoarse.

"I didn't... ah!"

Just as Wen Qingyun was about to explain, he felt that Xiang Ye's legs suddenly shifted direction, and he couldn't sit still, and fell to the side.

Wen Qingyun was terrified by the sudden feeling of falling.

Out of physical instinct, Wen Qingyun reached out and hugged Xiang Ye's neck, laying her hairy head on Xiang Ye's shoulder.

Xiang Ye raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Qingyun who was hiding in his arms in fright. After being surprised, there was a smile in his eyes that couldn't be concealed.

Xiang Ye let Wen Qingyun hug him for a while before he said slowly, "Have you not hugged enough?"

Hearing Xiang Ye's words, Wen Qingyun got up from Xiang Ye's arms with a red neck, bit her lip, and looked like she was being bullied.

Wen Qingyun tried to stand up, but was held down by Xiang Ye's thigh, unable to move at all.

In the end, he was the only one who was out of breath and his eyes were red with anger.

"Don't go too far, Xiang Ye." Wen Qingyun cried angrily.

Xiang Ye was bullied to the point of crying before restraining himself. He put his hand on Wen Qingyun's waist and looked carefully at the person in front of him. It was a pity that he missed it even in the blink of an eye.

"You hugged me first, why do you still say I was too much, are you a little rascal, Wen Qingyun." Xiang Ye asked.

Wen Qingyun was stupid, he had nothing to refute.

But he knew that Xiang Ye was here to bully him today, and every word Xiang Ye said sounded ironic in his ears.

Like a needle, it pierced into his chest, throbbing with pain.

It hurts too much, it is endless grievances.

But why should he feel wronged.

"Xiang Ye, if you really feel that bullying me over and over again can appease your resentment for my leaving, then you should be happy, and I hope you don't hate me so much." Wen Qingyun finally lowered her eyes and said.

As soon as Wen Qingyun spoke, Xiang Ye lost all thought of teasing Wen Qingyun.

Wen Qingyun's eyelashes were wet with water mist, Xiang Ye frowned, trying to raise his hand to wipe away the tear stains for him.

But in the end it didn't.

Xiang Ye was afraid that his heart would soften and he couldn't bear to watch it again. He said, "Next week the motorcade will go to Berlin. Brother Li will contact you in a few days and take you to apply for a visa. Brother Li will pick you up on the day you go to Berlin."

"I see, it will be dealt with." After Wen Qingyun finished speaking, she stood up from Xiang Ye's lap while leaning on the back of the chair.

The ambiguous atmosphere that was still in the air just now disappeared because of Wen Qingyun's words.

Xiang Ye also got up, took out the ointment and fever medicine from his pocket, and put them on the table.

"Brother Li saw that you fainted and was worried about you. Let me bring it to you. Heal your injuries well. Don't let people who care about you worry about you. You are not a child anymore."

Xiang Ye's tone became calm, he took a deep look at Wen Qingyun, turned and left.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Wen Qingyun walked over, grabbed the tube of ointment that Xiang Ye was holding just now, and did not move for a long time.

……

Wen Qingyun was injured for a few days, Chen Ming's people didn't come to find fault with the garage, and Xiang Ye didn't contact him.

It seems that life has returned to the previous stable days, but because of Xiang Ye's appearance, his psychological traumatic sequelae seem to have become more serious.

After three days of insomnia, Wen Qingyun planned to go to the hospital to prescribe medicine.

The smell of disinfectant filled the air, Wen Qingyun clutched the registration form in his hand, and quietly lined up at the hospital's medicine window.

The doctor prescribed sleep aid medicine for him, and when Wen Qingyun got the small white bottle, she finally felt more at ease.

For Wen Qingyun who loves to sleep late, insomnia is really painful.

After getting the medicine, Wen Qingyun returned to the psychiatric clinic on the second floor.

"Brother Li, is that Wen Qingyun really going back to the team?" In the corridor, oncoming was the beta in the team who always found fault.

"He Han, take care of your own affairs, I warn you not to trouble Xiao Wen." Li Ge said angrily.

"Why did that kind of person ask him to come back? I really don't understand what Brother Xiang is thinking..." He Han looked displeased.

"..."

Wen Qingyun heard the discussion when he was far away. He wanted to say hello, but he thought it would be better to pretend to be a stranger in such an embarrassing time.

He lowered the brim of his peaked cap, and turned sideways to lean against the wall.

"Little Wen?!" Brother Li's voice sounded in vain.

Wen Qing's back was stiff, and she stopped for two steps. After adjusting her expression, she turned her head with a smile.

"Brother Li, it's such a coincidence that you also come to the hospital." Wen Qingyun smiled awkwardly, and carried the medicine behind her back without any trace.

"I'm here to get the team's medical report. What's the matter with you? You haven't recovered from your illness last time?" Brother Li's sharp eyes glanced at the medicine bottle in Wen Qingyun's hand from the corner of his eye.

"Well...prescribed some medicine, it's nothing serious, thank you Brother Li for giving me the medicine last time, it's very useful." Wen Qingyun lied without changing his face.

As long as it is not in front of Xiang Ye, he finds that he is quite comfortable lying.

"Medicine? What kind of medicine?" Brother Li was at a loss.

Wen Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and said, "It's the fever medicine and swelling medicine you asked Xiang Ye to bring to me last time."

As soon as Brother Li rolled his eyes, he understood what was going on, and Xiang Ye must have used him as a shield.

"Ah, I gave it to you, as long as you think it's easy to use." Brother Li patted Wen Qingyun on the shoulder and continued, "I'll pick you up to board the plane this evening, remember to go back and pack your luggage."

The two of them said a few more polite words before parting. Brother Li looked at Wen Qingyun's leaving back and dialed Xiang Ye's phone with a smile.

"What's the matter, I'll talk about it after I finish training." Xiang Ye's voice was panting, it should be in the gym.

As an F1 driver, in addition to practicing racing skills, the usual requirements for physical fitness are extremely high.

"Okay, then wait until your training is over, and I'll tell you about how I met Xiao Wen in the hospital."

"Hospital?" Xiang Ye on the other end of the phone frowned, and his voice was a little higher.

"What did he go to the hospital for?" Xiang Ye got off the fitness equipment, his tone could not hide his anxiety.

"I don't know, Xiao Wen's complexion doesn't look too good either, maybe he's still sick? Anyway, I picked him up in the afternoon, and you can see him when you board the plane." Brother Li said.

"No, I'll pick him up myself."

After Xiang Ye finished speaking, he hung up the phone, put the fitness equipment back to its original position, picked up the backpack hanging on the side, and left in a hurry.