Curve Romance [ABO]

There is no doubt that No.1 in this qualifying match is Xiangye.

"Xiang Ye overtook from the outside of the last bend, ok, from the hunting game to this game, Xiang Ye is number one."

The qualifying round ended with the excitement of the commentator.

Wen Qingyun took off the headset and let out a long sigh of relief. His body was covered in sweat. After being exposed to the scorching sun for so long, Wen Qingyun was unwell and the wound was not treated in time. At this moment, he felt a little weak and dizzy.

"Brother Li, I'm going back to the hotel first."

Wen Qingyun walked clumsily out of the P room, but saw Xiang Ye approaching him aggressively not far away.

Xiang Ye's face was livid, and his lips were pursed tightly.Seeing Wen Qingyun's pale, bloodless face, his heart ached.

"Where are you going again?" Xiang Ye's voice was much gentler than before, he ran back from the finish line, he was still breathing, and his tone was still a little anxious.

Seeing Xiang Ye's frowning look, Wen Qingyun thought he was coming back to blame him. He was a little scared, and his shoulders shook slightly. The courage and courage he had when discussing strategies with Xiang Ye just now had long since disappeared.

"Sorry, I won't make decisions on my own again, but luckily I didn't hold you back. Congratulations on ranking No.1."

Wen Qingyun glanced at Xiang Ye cautiously, and smiled flatteringly.

This smile seems to be satirizing Xiang Ye's neglect of Wen Qingyun these days.

Xiang Ye didn't care whether he was No.1 or not. He looked at Wen Qingyun who was so afraid of him, and it seemed that something was tickling him in his heart, and his internal organs were hurting.

"Why don't you tell me you're injured?" Xiang Ye frowned, and took a step closer to Wen Qingyun with a sullen face.

Wen Qingyun didn't know what Xiang Ye was angry about, he subconsciously stepped back, his right foot stepped heavily on the ground, the pain in his ankle made his nerves numb.

"Uh!" Wen Qingyun gritted her teeth to hold back the pain, retracted her foot, looked up at Xiang Ye again, with a thin layer of mist in her eyes, and said bravely: "I... I am not injured."

Xiang Ye noticed Wen Qingyun's staggering movements, and vaguely saw the bloodstains on the bottom of Wen Qingyun's trousers.

Xiang Ye took a step forward, bent down and hugged Wen Qingyun's waist with both hands, and lifted it up directly, carrying it on his shoulders like a sack.

When Wen Qingyun realized it, he was already hanging upside down on Xiang Ye's shoulder. He subconsciously clenched the clothes on Xiang Ye's back, lest he would fall off.

"You're crazy, Xiang Ye! There will be reporters coming to interview later, let me go!" Wen Qingyun's face turned red in an instant, and he shouted in a low voice.

Xiang Ye put his hand on Wen Qingyun's butt, and squeezed it gently.

"I'm going to spank you here if you don't obey me. Be good, I'll let you go when I get back to the hotel." Xiang Ye's threat was weak.

"Ah uh..." Wen Qingyun was honest immediately, biting her lip and lowering her head shyly.

Xiang Ye didn't know how to make Wen Qingyun more obedient and accept his care.

While putting Wen Qingyun on top of his heart, he also said cruel words against his will.

Wen Qingyun was hurt by Xiang Ye's shoulders, so he walked out of the field and there were fewer people, so he grabbed Xiang Ye's racing suit.

Xiang Ye felt the clothes on his waist being pulled, and said fondly, "Don't be naughty."

Wen Qingyun pursed her lips, and muttered, "This posture makes me want to vomit..."

Hearing this, Xiang Ye quickly hugged Wen Qingyun who was hanging on his shoulder gently into his arms, and dragged his ass with his hands.

Wen Qingyun's legs were hanging on Xiang Ye's waist. This posture of holding the child made him feel ashamed again. Seeing the staff who occasionally looked sideways at him, Wen Qingyun buried her head in Xiang Ye's shoulder socket.

Xiang Ye's heart suddenly softened and collapsed. He raised his hand and touched the glands on the back of Wen Qingyun's neck, but he felt Wen Qingyun's body gradually tightening.

"Don't touch it." Wen Qingyun's tone was conflicted, "I'm afraid I won't be able to control my body, so don't touch it."

Xiang Ye didn't understand Wen Qingyun's words at first, but when he walked downstairs in the hotel, he remembered that he had told Wen Qingyun on the plane that he would react when he touched him, and he couldn't control his body.

"I take back those words, I made a mistake." Xiang Ye said, releasing his pheromones, and rubbing Wen Qingyun's glands with his hands.

Wen Qingyun's neck slowly turned pink. He tried to break free from Xiang Ye's embrace, but found that he was held tightly by the other party, unable to move much at all.

"My pheromone will make you more comfortable, don't move around." Xiang Ye supported him with one hand, swiped the room card with the other hand, and went back to his room.

Xiang Ye walked to the bed in a hurry, carried Wen Qingyun onto the bed, then bent down and supported the bed beside Wen Qingyun with one hand.

As the two drew closer to each other, Wen Qingyun nervously looked away.

He didn't understand what Xiang Ye wanted to do by bringing him into the room. He rubbed his fingertips and said, "Are you going to hit me here?"

Xiang Ye was angry and distressed, he thought to himself, that time he slapped him at the Minghai City Hotel, just one slap, why did Wen Qingyun remember it for so long.

Xiang Ye ignored Wen Qingyun's stupid words, but knelt down in front of him on one knee, held his calf with one hand, and carefully rolled up his trousers.

It was only then that Wen Qingyun understood Xiang Ye's purpose of forcibly bringing him back. He looked at Xiang Ye's frown, which was so serious, that he forgot to resist for a while.

Shoes were taken off and trousers were rolled up to the knees.

Wen Qingyun's burns spread from the ankle to the calf, the flesh was dark red, and blood oozed from the scratched wound.

It formed an extreme contrast with other intact fair skin.

Xiang Ye didn't dare to use his hand to support Wen Qingyun's calf. He stared at Wen Qingyun in silence for a long while, until his eyes were red, and then asked awkwardly: "Why did it happen? Does it hurt, Wen Bao. "

Wen Qingyun's grievances came from every corner of her body because of this "Wen Bao".

"I rescued a car that was in an accident yesterday in the P room. In fact, it was fine yesterday. It may be that I didn't bandage it properly, so it looked a little hideous."

Xiang Ye's heart seemed to be entwined with a thorn, and every time Wen Qingyun had any accidents, that thorn would tightly bind his heart, making him breathless.

"I'll help you treat the wound briefly, and I'll take you to the hospital later." Xiang Ye restrained his emotions and said as calmly as possible.

"I, I can go by myself."

Although Xiang Ye called him Wen Bao again, Wen Qingyun just took it as Xiang Ye's hasty slip of the tongue, he knew that Xiang Ye already had someone in his heart, and that person was no longer Wen Bao.

Xiang Ye didn't know that Wen Qingyun's little head was thinking wildly again, so he lifted Wen Qingyun's calf and bowed his head.

Wen Qingyun struggled subconsciously, but was restrained by Xiang Ye.

"Don't hide from me, Wen Qingyun." Xiang Ye said, placing delicate and gentle kisses around the injured skin.

Wen Qingyun's wound was very hot, a fire that scalded Xiang Ye's lips and heart.

Whether Wen Qingyun loves him or not is not so important to Xiang Ye. Xiang Ye finds that no matter how much he persuades himself to forget Wen Qingyun, it is futile.