Curve Romance [ABO]

Wen Qingyun came out of the hospital and first went to the garage to arrange the work with He Xiaodong.

It is estimated that in the next half a year, he will go abroad to race with Xiang Ye's team, and the garage will be handed over to He Xiaodong.

It was already past six o'clock in the evening when Wen Qingyun was about to call Brother Li when she went back to pack her luggage, but her phone rang first.

"Buzz-buzz-" is Xiang Ye's call.

"Xiang Ye?"

"Come out after packing up." Xiang Ye's voice on the opposite side was much gentler than usual.

Wen Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, she walked to the window and saw the silver-gray sports car parked downstairs of her house, and Xiang Ye standing at the driver's door.

He was wearing a short black t-shirt, with his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants, sharp eyebrows, and a handsome nose.

As if sensing his gaze, Xiang Ye looked up at Wen Qingyun's window.

Wen Qingyun took a step back in panic, and Xiang Ye's indifferent and somewhat soft voice came from his ear.

"I'm waiting for you."

Hearing this, Wen Qingyun's earlobes were burning, he hung up the phone in a hurry, and walked downstairs with his suitcase.

From the distance from the corridor entrance to the sports car, Wen Qingyun felt Xiang Ye's burning gaze, as if he wanted to see through him.

"Didn't you say Brother Li came to pick me up?" Wen Qingyun felt awkward and started the topic.

"He can't come because he has something to do, let's get in the car first." Xiang Ye said and got into the driver's seat first.

Xiang Ye's car was full of chocolate-flavored pheromones, and Wen Qingyun felt a little hard to breathe while sitting in it, so he pulled down the window.

The summer wind chased the sunset light, cruised into the car, and blew Wen Qingyun's hair, revealing his smooth forehead, making him look a little more youthful.

"I heard from Brother Li that you went to the hospital today." Xiang Ye looked at the road ahead and pretended not to care.

Wen Qingyun didn't expect Brother Li to talk to Xiang Ye about such a trivial matter, and said, "Well, the injury on my waist still hurts, I was afraid there was something wrong, so I went to see it again, and the doctor prescribed me medicine. "

"En." Xiang Ye responded lightly.

The two of them didn't talk much when walking together, and the car quickly fell silent.

In the extraordinarily quiet car, Xiang Ye's pheromones were particularly obvious. Even if the wind was blown lightly, Wen Qingyun could still smell the sweet and pleasant smell.

Wen Qingyun couldn't deny that Xiang Ye's pheromones relaxed his tense nerves.

In the quiet car, the gentle evening breeze.

Wen Qingyun, who had suffered from insomnia for too long, originally wanted to take a nap, but did not expect to fall asleep completely under this opportunity.

Along the way, Wen Qingyun just fell asleep like this, and didn't wake up until the airport.

Xiang Ye stopped the car, looked sideways at his sleeping appearance, and the part of his heart that always pretended to be cold and hard also softened.

Xiang Ye got out of the car, unbuckled Wen Qingyun's seat belt, supported Wen Qingyun's buttocks as small as possible, and easily hugged Wen Qingyun into his arms like a child.

It might be because of the noise around the airport, Wen Qingyun tilted her head and lay on Xiang Ye's shoulder and groaned twice.

Afraid of waking Wen Qingyun up, Xiang Ye raised his hand to coax him, patted his back, and covered his exposed ears.

"Hush—" Xiang Ye gestured softly when his teammates came over.

He Han's jaw almost dropped in shock, and after being glared at by Brother Li, he took the luggage from the trunk with an expression of disbelief.

Because the convoy took Xiangye's private jet and went directly to Berlin without queuing up to board the plane.

Xiang Ye hugged Wen Qingyun and boarded the plane directly. The seats of the private jet were big enough and comfortable.

But Xiang Ye didn't mean to let Wen Qingyun sit down, and sat on his seat with someone in his arms, letting Wen Qingyun sleep soundly in his arms.

The teammates who were usually in a mess on the plane were all looking at each other at this moment, and no one dared to say anything.

Xiang Ye flipped through the racing magazine on his right with one hand, and hugged Wen Qingyun's waist with the other.

The more Wen Qingyun slept, the hotter his body became, and his face was flushed red. He subconsciously held Xiang Ye's skirt and crumpled it into a ball, rubbing Xiang Ye's skin red.

Even so, Xiang Ye let his dishonesty go.

"Hmm..." Wen Qingyun hummed, rubbing against Xiang Ye's arms.

Xiang Ye's Adam's apple rolled, put down the magazine in his hand, and turned to look at Wen Qingyun. The upturned nose can be touched with one side of the head.

Xiang Ye stared at it for a while, but couldn't bear it anymore, he closed his eyes and kissed the tip of Wen Qingyun's nose.

"Did I bring a little ancestor to the competition?" Xiang Ye looked at the person in his arms and whispered.

Wen Qingyun was ticklish, and in his deep sleep he frowned and turned his head to the outside.

Xiang Ye wasn't angry. He took advantage of Wen Qingyun's sleep and applied medicine to the wounded area of ​​the man a few days ago.

The plane that was supposed to take off at 07:30 is now at [-] o'clock, and it is still parked in place.

Everyone was waiting quietly, only He Han was fidgeting, he shook his legs for a while, and walked to Xiang Ye's side.

"It's eight o'clock, Brother Xiang, isn't the plane taking off yet?" He Han said.

Xiang Ye's expression was indifferent, he didn't even look up at He Han, he just kept his eyes on the person in his arms.

"Wait until Wen Bao wakes up." Xiang Ye said in a low voice.

Although it is a private jet, the route and time are fixed, so it can only be delayed and rescheduled for a while.

And Wen Qingyun, who was sleeping soundly, didn't know how much time the team was wasted because of a little sleepiness.

Wen Qingyun suffered from insomnia for three consecutive days, and this time she slept very deeply.

After another half an hour, Wen Qingyun slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the muscular collarbone and strong arms in front of him, and he was stunned for a long time before he could react.

If it wasn't for the fact that the familiar pheromone smell was so real, Wen Qingyun would have thought she was dreaming.

When did he fall asleep, was this on a plane?How did he lie in Xiang Ye's arms?

Wen Qingyun was full of doubts, which made him, who was not sober at the moment, completely dumbfounded.

Until he heard Xiang Ye's voice above his head.

"Get down when you wake up, the plane is about to take off." Xiang Ye let go of Wen Qingyun's hand with a sullen face.

Wen Qingyun shuddered and almost jumped out of Xiang Ye's arms.

He looked at Xiang Ye in front of him in shock, and Xiang Ye's expression couldn't see through the joy and anger, but it also made Wen Qingyun a little scared.

Of course, he also saw the small puddle of saliva on Xiang Ye's shoulder...

"Yes, I'm sorry." Wen Qingyun felt ashamed.

Xiang Ye wiped it off with a paper towel indifferently, and said blankly, "When you get to your place of residence, wash this clothes."

When He Han heard Xiang Ye's tone like Qiushuang, he was secretly happy, and he knew that Xiang Ye could not really forgive Wen Qingyun.

With Xiang Ye's "backing", He Han became more courageous.

"Hey! Brother Xiang is the only one you need to apologize to. Do you know how long we all waited for you to wake up! The takeoff was delayed." He Han stood up from behind and shouted at Wen Qingyun.

Xiang Ye frowned slightly when he heard this, but he didn't intend to stand up for Wen Qingyun.

Wen Qingyun, with her sleepy hair and the marks of just waking up, said sincerely, "Sorry for wasting everyone's time."

"It's okay, you are quite tired too, everyone fasten your seat belts, we are ready to go, He Han, please sit down quickly." Brother Li smoothed things over.

However, He Han was still relentless, and said, "That's the end of the matter? You..."

"Sit down, don't waste time." Xiang Ye interrupted He Han, seemingly speaking to Wen Qingyun, but looked at He Han.

Wen Qingyun didn't know that Xiang Ye was referring to Huai Sang, so he hurriedly sat down next to Xiang Ye, and raised his hand to scratch his disheveled hair.

It's a pity that the more you catch, the more you will get fried.

"Seat belt." Xiang Ye looked sideways and reminded.

When Wen Qingyun frantically hung his head down to fasten his seat belt again, Xiang Ye watched the lock of fried hair playfully swaying under the light.

Xiang Ye suddenly thought of Wen Qingyun three years ago. At that time, he still liked to laugh and act like a baby to himself.

After returning to China and reuniting, Wen Qingyun never smiled sincerely at him again.

Xiang Ye withdrew his bewildered thoughts, and without changing his face, he suppressed the raised lock of dull hair.

Regardless of whether Wen Qingyun liked to laugh or not, it was Wen Qingyun who he couldn't let go of for three years.