Curve Romance [ABO]

When Xiang Ye came out of the jewelry store, he was carrying two small paper bags in his hand, and walked to Wen Qingyun's side, holding the shopping bag at his feet together in his hand.

"I don't have the strength to go, I can hug you." Xiang Ye said without any intention.

Wen Qingyun hurriedly sat up from her seat. In order to prove that she was better, she took a few steps and said, "I'm fine."

The car Xiang Ye drove was parked on the basement floor of the shopping mall. Wen Qingyun walked slowly. He looked at Xiang Ye's back and it took him a long time to muster up his courage.

"Xiang Ye."

Xiang Ye had just put his things in the back seat, and when he looked up and saw Wen Qingyun who was hesitating in front of the car, he thought he was feeling unwell again.

"Does it hurt again..."

"Auntie left, our fake relationship can end." Wen Qingyun interrupted Xiang Ye's unfinished sentence.

Wen Qingyun clenched his hands tightly, this time he didn't hang his head, he wanted to take a good look at Xiang Ye.

There was no emotion on Xiang Ye's face, he watched Wen Qingyun silently, waiting for him to continue.

"After it's over, keep a distance between us. You don't hold my hand, don't touch me, we can't do that again."

Wen Qingyun's voice was a little choked, he gradually lost the courage to look at Xiang Ye, and slowly lowered his head, like ears of wheat after being exposed to the sun.

"Keep a distance? When can you decide the distance between us." Xiang Ye still looked at Wen Qingyun coldly, but his tone was faintly angry.

Wen Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and he subconsciously said, "I don't want to hinder you from finding a new partner."

As soon as this sentence was finished, Wen Qingyun felt his chin being clamped fiercely by Xiang Ye, and he was forced to look up at Xiang Ye at a distorted angle.

Xiang Ye stared angrily, his eyes were scarlet, and every inch of his face became cold and sharp.

"Wen Qingyun, have you always hoped that I would find a new partner?" Xiang Ye asked word by word.

This posture made Wen Qingyun feel unbalanced, Wen Qingyun subconsciously wanted to grab Xiang Ye, but Xiang Ye avoided the hand that was fettering him like a snake.

Wen Qingyun's hand stayed in the air in embarrassment, he slowly turned his hand behind his back and rubbed his fingertips, and said cruelly: "I hope you can find a better one, I said I don't like you anymore..."

Wen Qingyun's voice dropped, and the underground garage was so quiet that only the sound of the engine starting from a car in the distance could be heard.

"Finished?"

Xiang Ye's hatred, which had gradually subsided during this period, was once again teased by Wen Qingyun's few words.

He looked at Wen Qingyun in front of him, he was still that person, but he was so strange at this moment.

"Wen Qingyun, I don't need you to remind me. I even regret that I was with you. How could I like a stone for four or five years." Xiang Ye said harsh words, but his internal organs ached.

He always thought that Wen Qingyun's departure would have some difficulties, but he didn't expect that he was simply heartless.

These words made Wen Qingyun fall into the swamp completely. He knew that Xiang Ye liked someone else, but why did he deny the four years with him in front of him.

In extreme grief and shock, Wen Qingyun couldn't even shed tears.

"From today, I will clarify the relationship between you and me. The first thing you have to learn now is to be my driver."

Xiang Ye got into the back seat of the car while talking, and threw the key to Wen Qingyun.

Wen Qingyun's driving skills are good, but now he has a stomachache and no strength, and his hands are weak when holding the steering wheel.

Xiang Ye sat in the back seat, the oppressive alpha pheromone in the car, there was no ambiguity at all, it was the first time Wen Qingyun was so suppressed by the chocolate-flavored pheromone he liked so much that he wanted to cry.

Wen Qingyun's body trembled slightly due to stomach pains. At the red light, he stopped, slightly bowed, with his right hand on the steering wheel and his left hand pressing his abdomen.

Wen Qingyun originally wanted to hold out until he could go back, but Xiang Ye's pheromones were like a cruel punishment, torturing his nerves.

"Xiang Ye, please stop the pheromone, I really can't hold it." Wen Qingyun panted heavily, and looked sideways at Xiang Ye.

Only then did Xiang Ye look at Wen Qingyun as if giving charity, his thin lips parted slightly, but he said ruthlessly: "Keep driving."

Wen Qingyun bit her inner lip, and was able to wake up for a moment, and the faint smell of blood permeated the car.

Xiang Ye's hands on his knees gradually tightened, and the alpha pheromone in the car also faded.

Xiang Ye didn't look at Wen Qingyun much along the way, even when he was groaning in pain, Xiang Ye just told him to drive faster.

The weather, which was already gloomy, was now blustery and rainy.

Wen Qingyun drove the car to the destination with difficulty, and found an umbrella in the storage compartment of the co-pilot's side door.

He wanted to give the umbrella to Xiang Ye, but Xiang Ye didn't look at him at all, and he was not in a hurry to get out of the car.

Wen Qingyun had no choice but to open the car door, opened the umbrella, and walked into the rain.

The wind howled, and the rain, with the smell of mud, fell chaotically on Wen Qingyun's face.

After Wen Qingyun got off the car, Xiang Ye was willing to turn his gaze back to him.

In the torrential rain, Wen Qingyun was as small as a broken wooden boat, so helpless.

Xiang Ye told himself time and time again that this was all an illusion, all this reluctance was just a habit of caring about Wen Qingyun.

It's time for him to try to give up on Wen Qingyun.

The next second, the car door was opened, and Wen Qingyun's pale face appeared in front of Xiang Ye again, and his bewildered look still made Xiang Ye's heart ache.

"As a driver, you don't even know how to hold an umbrella. What are you waiting for, are you going to let your creditors get wet?" Xiang Ye said angry words against his will.

Wen Qingyun reacted immediately, he raised the umbrella above the car door to make it easier for Xiang Ye to get out of the car, and in this way he was completely exposed to the heavy rain.

"Yes, is that so?" Wen Qingyun asked cautiously.

Xiang Ye gritted his back molars, watching Wen Qingyun gradually getting wet, how could he be so stupid, wouldn't he stand up together.

Xiang Ye didn't make things difficult for him anymore, and quickly got off the station under the umbrella, only to find that Wen Qingyun still had half of his shoulder outside the umbrella in order to keep a distance from him.

Wen Qingyun's hair was wet, and the rain ran down his eyelashes, as if crying.

Xiang Ye forced himself to look away. He returned to the hotel, afraid that he couldn't help caring about Wen Qingyun, so he didn't say a word to Wen Qingyun, and went back to his room directly.

After closing the door, only Wen Qingyun was left in the living room. He tiredly put all the shopping bags in his hand on the cabinet by the door.

I went to the bathroom lightly, took off my wet t-shirt, and wanted to change into a new one, but found that the clothes I brought were also soaked.

Wen Qingyun could only walk around the room with his upper body bare, and he placed Xiang Ye's two jewelry bags neatly on the dining table.

Wen Qingyun looked at it for a long time before turning around to get her cheap t-shirt. Just after plugging in the hair dryer in the living room, there was a whistling wind, and the sound of objects falling to the ground came from Xiang Ye's room.

Wen Qingyun froze for a moment, thinking that Xiang Ye hated his being too noisy, he unplugged the plug quietly, went back to his room, closed the door and sat on the carpet, silently blowing on his wet t-shirt.

The clothes had just dried a little, and the rain fell on them again. Wen Qingyun's shoulders trembled, and he was finally exhausted by all this.

Putting the hair dryer aside, Wen Qingyun hugged the wet t-shirt and cried bitterly. His tears overflowed, and it began to rain in the house along with the sound of the wind outside the window.

"I'm sorry..." In the intermittent crying, Wen Qingyun's apology was disturbed and shattered.