Curve Romance [ABO]
Chapter 34
Xiang Ye simply cleaned Wen Qingyun's wound to avoid aggravating the infection, and then took Wen Qingyun directly to the hospital.
Neither of the two mentioned the quarrel that rained that day, and no one asked what this concern meant, so there was inevitably some silence along the way.
When the car drove downstairs to the hospital, Wen Qingyun, who was sitting in the co-pilot, was a little relieved. He didn't expect Xiang Ye to care so much about his injury.
But Wen Qingyun didn't dare to believe in this goodness, Xiang Ye's hot and cold, and Xiang Xuan's words were engraved in his heart.
He will not reveal his sincerity easily again, his friendship with Xiang Ye, after this year's game, let's bury it in the memory together.
"Thank you for sending me here, I'll just go back by myself before the main match tomorrow..."
"boom!"
Before Wen Qingyun finished speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of the driver's seat closing.
Xiang Ye got out of the car, walked around to the co-pilot, opened the door, and under Wen Qingyun's astonished gaze, he lifted his butt expressionlessly and hugged him into his arms.
"Xiang, Xiang Ye!" Wen Qingyun hugged Xiang Ye's neck subconsciously, her heart beating violently uncontrollably.
Instead of leaving, do you still have to accompany yourself to the hospital?
Wen Qingyun really couldn't figure out why Xiang Ye had to do these unnecessary things for herself.
But soon, the complex procedures and various examinations in the hospital left Wen Qingyun with no time to think about it.
In the consulting room, Wen Qingyun sat on the bed wearing a hospital gown, her right leg was exposed, and a nurse was cleaning the wound.
"There are blisters on the scald, which need to be opened with a needle before applying medicine. It may be a little painful."
Wen Qingyun's face turned pale instantly when he heard the words, and Xiang Ye who was standing beside him couldn't bear it any more. He looked at the wound on Wen Qingyun's leg, and his heart raised his throat again.
"Can't you just apply the medicine directly?" Wen Qingyun asked with a glimmer of hope.
"That's okay, it's only a few minutes, it'll be fine in a while-you are his boyfriend, come over and hug him, don't let him move around." The nurse glanced at Xiang Ye and motioned him to come over.
Xiang Ye raised his eyebrows when he heard the word "boyfriend", and subconsciously looked at Wen Qingyun. Wen Qingyun's earlobe was slightly red, but he said, "I won't move around, don't need to hug."
"How can you not listen to the nurse." Xiang Ye came over and sat beside Wen Qingyun with a serious expression on his face.
The moment the needle pierced the blister, Xiang Ye hugged him tightly, and gently stroked Wen Qingyun's earlobe with his hand to comfort him.
"If it hurts, you can allow you to bite me, don't move around." Xiang Ye said in a deep voice.
Wen Qingyun's body trembled slightly due to the pain, and he had no strength to push him away. He had no intention of biting Xiang Ye, but unconsciously hugged Xiang Ye even more tightly, and pinched his palm on Xiang Ye's arm with great strength.
Soon, Xiang Ye's arm was caught with crimson bruises, but he ignored it.
"It won't hurt soon, just relax."
Seeing Wen Qingyun enduring the pain, Xiang Ye was also tortured in his heart, so he tried his best to calm himself and go to comfort Wen Qingyun.
After taking the medicine, Wen Qingyun was also so tired that she was about to collapse, her calf was completely covered with snow-white gauze, Wen Qingyun lay on the bed, and began to worry about tomorrow's main match.
He was about to ask Xiang Ye what to do tomorrow, when the man got up first, Wen Qingyun put the conversation back.
"I'll go out for a while. If you have something to do, call or find a nurse."
"Okay, if you're busy, I can do it myself." Wen Qingyun said sensiblely.
Xiang Ye's footsteps were startled, he gave a shallow "hmm" and left.
Wen Qingyun had a bad cold and coughed all the time on the way to the hospital. Xiang Ye planned to go downstairs to find a shop selling ginger soup.
But how could this kind of thing be sold in a foreign country? Xiang Ye spent some extra money, borrowed the stove from the restaurant downstairs, and made ginger soup with ginger and sugar himself.
When she came back, Wen Qingyun's face hadn't recovered from the pain just now, she was still a little pale, but her spirit was much better than when she was on the track.
"Sit up and drink this." Xiang Ye handed the thermos cup to Wen Qingyun's arms.
Wen Qingyun took it and twisted it away curiously. The pungent smell of ginger came to his nostrils, making him wrinkle his nose.
Wen Qingyun screwed on the lid silently, and looked up at Xiang Ye with a guilty conscience.
"Xiang Ye, I don't really want to drink ginger soup right now, I'll drink it later..." Wen Qingyun didn't forget to picky eaters when he was sick, and he was playing tricks to wait for Xiang Ye to leave.
Xiang Ye took the ginger soup and asked, "Didn't you like spicy food before? This is quite spicy too."
Wen Qingyun glanced at Xiang Ye reluctantly, thinking, just because he likes spicy food doesn't mean he likes ginger.
"That's different, it's not this spicy." Wen Qingyun argued.
Xiang Ye was annoyed, he was so injured and picky about what to eat and drink, and the only person he knew was Wen Qingyun.
"You have to drink that too." Xiang Ye didn't back down.
Regarding food, Wen Qingyun has a certain obsession, and at the moment, she also has some small emotions, and she purses her lips and refuses to speak.
The two were at a stalemate, and Xiang Ye conceded. He unscrewed the lid of the cup and took a sip himself.
When Wen Qingyun raised his head and looked at Xiang Ye in surprise, Xiang Ye's hand clasped the back of Wen Qingyun's neck, forcing him to raise his head.
Wen Qingyun's cool lips were entangled in the fiery kiss and became hot, and he had nowhere to hide.
The spicy liquid flowed down his throat, Wen Qingyun didn't have time to dislike the taste, the lingering kiss almost made him suffocate, he had no time to think about other things.
"Is it still spicy?" Xiang Ye kneaded the glands on the back of Wen Qingyun's neck with his fingers, looked at Wen Qingyun's increasingly red cheeks, and asked.
"I have a cold, and it will be contagious to you..." Wen Qingyun was a little dazed, the amount of information was a bit overwhelming for a while, and he couldn't react.
Xiang Ye has a new partner, why is he still kissing him, but is this considered a kiss?
It shouldn't be counted, but just now the tip of the tongue touched...
The more Wen Qingyun thought about it, the more shy she became, her gaze was erratic, and she didn't dare to look directly at Xiang Ye.
"If you still feel spicy, I can continue to feed you like this." Xiang Ye said, going to drink the ginger soup in the cup again.
Wen Qingyun came to his senses, pressed Xiang Ye's hand, looked at Jiang Tang in horror, and looked at Xiang Ye pitifully.
"Would you drink it obediently by yourself, or let me feed you, you choose one." Xiang was brutal and domineering, with a sharp sense of oppression in his long and narrow eyes.
Wen Qingyun was extremely wronged, and said unwillingly: "I drink it myself..."
Only then did Xiang Ye let go of the shackles on Wen Qingyun, and handed him the thermos in his hand.
Wen Qingyun stared at the ginger soup, his five sense organs were twisted together, as if he was on the battlefield, he drank it down after making up his mind.
When Xiang Ye kissed him just now, he didn't have time to taste it. Now that he drinks it by himself, he can clearly feel the taste of ginger soup.
So familiar, it tastes like the ginger soup that Xiang Ye made for himself every time he caught a cold three years ago.
Wen Qingyun's eyes were a little hot, and when he looked up, he was about to say something when Xiang Ye stuffed a piece of milk-flavored fudge into his mouth.
"If you want to say something to anger me, don't say it, take a good rest, I will go back to the game first, and I will come over to educate you about your injury at night."
After talking, Xiang Ye got up and turned up the air conditioner in the room before leaving.
Wen Qingyun held the thermos without moving for a long time, Xiang Ye's temperature still lingered on the corners of her lips, and the faint smell of chocolate pheromones in the air mixed with his pheromones, making it lingering.
Neither of the two mentioned the quarrel that rained that day, and no one asked what this concern meant, so there was inevitably some silence along the way.
When the car drove downstairs to the hospital, Wen Qingyun, who was sitting in the co-pilot, was a little relieved. He didn't expect Xiang Ye to care so much about his injury.
But Wen Qingyun didn't dare to believe in this goodness, Xiang Ye's hot and cold, and Xiang Xuan's words were engraved in his heart.
He will not reveal his sincerity easily again, his friendship with Xiang Ye, after this year's game, let's bury it in the memory together.
"Thank you for sending me here, I'll just go back by myself before the main match tomorrow..."
"boom!"
Before Wen Qingyun finished speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of the driver's seat closing.
Xiang Ye got out of the car, walked around to the co-pilot, opened the door, and under Wen Qingyun's astonished gaze, he lifted his butt expressionlessly and hugged him into his arms.
"Xiang, Xiang Ye!" Wen Qingyun hugged Xiang Ye's neck subconsciously, her heart beating violently uncontrollably.
Instead of leaving, do you still have to accompany yourself to the hospital?
Wen Qingyun really couldn't figure out why Xiang Ye had to do these unnecessary things for herself.
But soon, the complex procedures and various examinations in the hospital left Wen Qingyun with no time to think about it.
In the consulting room, Wen Qingyun sat on the bed wearing a hospital gown, her right leg was exposed, and a nurse was cleaning the wound.
"There are blisters on the scald, which need to be opened with a needle before applying medicine. It may be a little painful."
Wen Qingyun's face turned pale instantly when he heard the words, and Xiang Ye who was standing beside him couldn't bear it any more. He looked at the wound on Wen Qingyun's leg, and his heart raised his throat again.
"Can't you just apply the medicine directly?" Wen Qingyun asked with a glimmer of hope.
"That's okay, it's only a few minutes, it'll be fine in a while-you are his boyfriend, come over and hug him, don't let him move around." The nurse glanced at Xiang Ye and motioned him to come over.
Xiang Ye raised his eyebrows when he heard the word "boyfriend", and subconsciously looked at Wen Qingyun. Wen Qingyun's earlobe was slightly red, but he said, "I won't move around, don't need to hug."
"How can you not listen to the nurse." Xiang Ye came over and sat beside Wen Qingyun with a serious expression on his face.
The moment the needle pierced the blister, Xiang Ye hugged him tightly, and gently stroked Wen Qingyun's earlobe with his hand to comfort him.
"If it hurts, you can allow you to bite me, don't move around." Xiang Ye said in a deep voice.
Wen Qingyun's body trembled slightly due to the pain, and he had no strength to push him away. He had no intention of biting Xiang Ye, but unconsciously hugged Xiang Ye even more tightly, and pinched his palm on Xiang Ye's arm with great strength.
Soon, Xiang Ye's arm was caught with crimson bruises, but he ignored it.
"It won't hurt soon, just relax."
Seeing Wen Qingyun enduring the pain, Xiang Ye was also tortured in his heart, so he tried his best to calm himself and go to comfort Wen Qingyun.
After taking the medicine, Wen Qingyun was also so tired that she was about to collapse, her calf was completely covered with snow-white gauze, Wen Qingyun lay on the bed, and began to worry about tomorrow's main match.
He was about to ask Xiang Ye what to do tomorrow, when the man got up first, Wen Qingyun put the conversation back.
"I'll go out for a while. If you have something to do, call or find a nurse."
"Okay, if you're busy, I can do it myself." Wen Qingyun said sensiblely.
Xiang Ye's footsteps were startled, he gave a shallow "hmm" and left.
Wen Qingyun had a bad cold and coughed all the time on the way to the hospital. Xiang Ye planned to go downstairs to find a shop selling ginger soup.
But how could this kind of thing be sold in a foreign country? Xiang Ye spent some extra money, borrowed the stove from the restaurant downstairs, and made ginger soup with ginger and sugar himself.
When she came back, Wen Qingyun's face hadn't recovered from the pain just now, she was still a little pale, but her spirit was much better than when she was on the track.
"Sit up and drink this." Xiang Ye handed the thermos cup to Wen Qingyun's arms.
Wen Qingyun took it and twisted it away curiously. The pungent smell of ginger came to his nostrils, making him wrinkle his nose.
Wen Qingyun screwed on the lid silently, and looked up at Xiang Ye with a guilty conscience.
"Xiang Ye, I don't really want to drink ginger soup right now, I'll drink it later..." Wen Qingyun didn't forget to picky eaters when he was sick, and he was playing tricks to wait for Xiang Ye to leave.
Xiang Ye took the ginger soup and asked, "Didn't you like spicy food before? This is quite spicy too."
Wen Qingyun glanced at Xiang Ye reluctantly, thinking, just because he likes spicy food doesn't mean he likes ginger.
"That's different, it's not this spicy." Wen Qingyun argued.
Xiang Ye was annoyed, he was so injured and picky about what to eat and drink, and the only person he knew was Wen Qingyun.
"You have to drink that too." Xiang Ye didn't back down.
Regarding food, Wen Qingyun has a certain obsession, and at the moment, she also has some small emotions, and she purses her lips and refuses to speak.
The two were at a stalemate, and Xiang Ye conceded. He unscrewed the lid of the cup and took a sip himself.
When Wen Qingyun raised his head and looked at Xiang Ye in surprise, Xiang Ye's hand clasped the back of Wen Qingyun's neck, forcing him to raise his head.
Wen Qingyun's cool lips were entangled in the fiery kiss and became hot, and he had nowhere to hide.
The spicy liquid flowed down his throat, Wen Qingyun didn't have time to dislike the taste, the lingering kiss almost made him suffocate, he had no time to think about other things.
"Is it still spicy?" Xiang Ye kneaded the glands on the back of Wen Qingyun's neck with his fingers, looked at Wen Qingyun's increasingly red cheeks, and asked.
"I have a cold, and it will be contagious to you..." Wen Qingyun was a little dazed, the amount of information was a bit overwhelming for a while, and he couldn't react.
Xiang Ye has a new partner, why is he still kissing him, but is this considered a kiss?
It shouldn't be counted, but just now the tip of the tongue touched...
The more Wen Qingyun thought about it, the more shy she became, her gaze was erratic, and she didn't dare to look directly at Xiang Ye.
"If you still feel spicy, I can continue to feed you like this." Xiang Ye said, going to drink the ginger soup in the cup again.
Wen Qingyun came to his senses, pressed Xiang Ye's hand, looked at Jiang Tang in horror, and looked at Xiang Ye pitifully.
"Would you drink it obediently by yourself, or let me feed you, you choose one." Xiang was brutal and domineering, with a sharp sense of oppression in his long and narrow eyes.
Wen Qingyun was extremely wronged, and said unwillingly: "I drink it myself..."
Only then did Xiang Ye let go of the shackles on Wen Qingyun, and handed him the thermos in his hand.
Wen Qingyun stared at the ginger soup, his five sense organs were twisted together, as if he was on the battlefield, he drank it down after making up his mind.
When Xiang Ye kissed him just now, he didn't have time to taste it. Now that he drinks it by himself, he can clearly feel the taste of ginger soup.
So familiar, it tastes like the ginger soup that Xiang Ye made for himself every time he caught a cold three years ago.
Wen Qingyun's eyes were a little hot, and when he looked up, he was about to say something when Xiang Ye stuffed a piece of milk-flavored fudge into his mouth.
"If you want to say something to anger me, don't say it, take a good rest, I will go back to the game first, and I will come over to educate you about your injury at night."
After talking, Xiang Ye got up and turned up the air conditioner in the room before leaving.
Wen Qingyun held the thermos without moving for a long time, Xiang Ye's temperature still lingered on the corners of her lips, and the faint smell of chocolate pheromones in the air mixed with his pheromones, making it lingering.
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