Curve Romance [ABO]

"Xiao Wen came here specially to watch your game, can you speak better, you've been eating gunpowder every day." Brother Li couldn't stand it anymore, and stood up for Wen Qingyun.

Of course Xiang Ye was happy for Wen Qingyun to watch him play, but he felt sorry for Wen Qingyun's injury. He glanced at the man's ankle and asked, "Have you changed your dressing this morning?"

"Well, it's been changed—congratulations, you're No.1 again." Wen Qingyun nodded and smiled slightly, looking really happy.

Looking at Wen Qingyun's smiling face, what he remembered was that last night he cried and said he wanted to be safe.

Even if Xiang Ye won the first place, he really couldn't be happy.

"Isn't it possible to watch the live broadcast on the mobile phone? I even ran here on purpose. How long do I want to stay in the hospital for wound infection?" Xiang Ye reprimanded.

Wen Qingyun looked at Xiang Ye's expressionless face, and the smile froze on his face.

He naively thought that the two of them had been so close last night, and the relationship would be a little easier than before.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Ye still hated seeing him, Wen Qing was flustered like a child who made a mistake, not knowing what to do.

"Actually, I'm here to ask for leave with Brother Li, and I'll leave after a while." Wen Qingyun lowered her eyes and said softly.

"Ask for leave? There will be no competition for the next half a month, so you don't need to ask for leave. It's fine." Xiang Ye frowned and said in surprise.

"No, I want to go back to Minghai City. I haven't been back to the car factory for a long time. I have to go and have a look, and I have some personal matters."

Wen Qingyun actually wanted to go back to see the Department of Neurology. Since these few firefighting and helping the field competitions, his psychological problems seemed to have become more serious.

"After dinner tonight, I'll go back with you, just as I have something to do."

Wen Qingyun's face changed slightly, he wanted to take this opportunity to go back by himself, he didn't want Xiang Ye to know that he was going to the hospital, but right now he could only bite the bullet and nod.

The Vietnam Grand Prix came to a successful conclusion. Brother Li organized a celebration banquet in the evening, and set up a tent for camping by the river, and barbecued on the hour.

Wen Qingyun and Xiang Ye's car came to the forest by the river, Xiao Linghe and other team members had already arrived, and the barbecue grill was also set up.

It was just dark, and the smoke from the barbecue was like a cloud, shrouded in clouds and mist.

"If your leg hurts, sit and chat with Brother Li. I'll bake it and you come over to eat." Xiang Ye rubbed Wen Qingyun's head and said.

Wen Qingyun saw Xiao Linghe holding a mutton skewer and roasting it on the fire not far away, and felt an urge to try it.

Wen Qingyun's thoughts were all written on his face, Xiang Ye couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth, and joked: "Don't think about it, it's impossible for you to roast, remember the meat you roasted for Brother Li and me at the celebration banquet?" , I lay in bed for a day after eating."

Wen Qingyun's small face collapsed visibly to the naked eye, and he muttered, "I'm sure I won't be like that now."

"No, I don't need you, just stay honest and don't make trouble." Xiang Ye said angrily.

Only then was Wen Qingyun honest, and she glanced at Xiang Ye aggrievedly, and before Xiang Ye looked over, she shyly looked away.

"I see..." Wen Qingyun replied lazily, limping and sitting on the small bench.

Xiang Ye watched Wen Qingyun sitting there alone, and couldn't bear it anymore, so he winked at Brother Li who was beside him.

"Brother Li, Wen Bao is sitting by himself. You stay with him. I will barbecue for him. He is a picky eater. You can't take care of him well. You can hand him over to me later." Xiang Ye lowered his voice.

Brother Li understood, nodded, and handed the meat in his hand to Xiang Ye.

Everyone was busy, it was awkward for Wen Qingyun to sit by himself, but Xiang Ye was so unwilling to help by himself, if he made his own opinions, he might come over again.

When Wen Qingyun was about to find a movie to watch, Brother Li sat over.

While grilling skewers, Xiang Ye paid attention to Wen Qingyun's movements. Seeing that Wen Qingyun chatted with Brother Li, he felt a little more at ease, so he concentrated on grilling skewers for Wen Qingyun.

Wen Qingyun didn't want to eat vegetables, and Xiang Ye never planned to spoil him, but this time he was injured, Xiang Ye also wanted to make an exception once and it would be fine.

Just eat more meat, he can afford it.

Xiang Ye was working hard on grilling skewers, and Wen Qingyun's voice suddenly became blurred in his ears. While changing the net, he raised his head and saw that Wen Qingyun and Brother Li were no longer in the same place at some point.

Xiang Ye panicked, he frowned and looked around, and saw Wen Qingyun beside another barbecue grill.

And Xiao Linghe next to him, the two were laughing together again!

Xiang Ye's expression was gloomy, forming a layer of frost.

Xiang Ye held back his anger, not wanting to save Wen Qingyun face in front of everyone, so he tried to calmly call him.

"Wen Qingyun, come here when you've had enough fun, the meat is all roasted."

Wen Qingyun was still holding the meat skewer that Xiao Linghe forced for him, and when he heard Xiang Ye's voice, he put down the skewer with a guilty conscience.

Wen Qingyun's feet were inconvenient and he walked slowly, but Xiang Ye had no intention of helping him, but just watched him walking towards him step by step without any disturbance.

"Xiang Ye, I didn't mess around on purpose. Brother Li answered a work call, and I sat there by myself. Xiao Linghe invited me, and I'm embarrassed to refuse..."

Before Xiang Ye reprimanded him, Wen Qingyun explained what had happened just now like a bamboo tube dumping beans.

Xiang Ye glanced at Xiao Linghe, who was looking at Wen Qingyun, Xiang Ye turned his head and hugged Wen Qingyun's waist.

"I've said it several times, don't smile at him like that." Xiang Ye said in an ambiguous tone, leaning into Wen Qingyun's ear.

"They're all colleagues, except him and Brother Li, there's no one..."

Wen Qingyun stopped in the middle of his words. He didn't want Xiang Ye to know that he had rejoined the team. Everyone disapproved of him. If he hadn't helped Xiang Ye last time, he would probably be even more unpopular.

"The meat is ready, sit next to me and eat." Xiang Ye handed a handful of meat skewers to Wen Qingyun.

Wen Qingyun was aroused by the smell, so Xiang Ye quickly took the grilled skewers with both hands, and sat on the small bench beside him, regardless of whether it was hot or not, he just took a bite.

"Hmm!" The tip of Wen Qingyun's tongue was burned, he subconsciously removed the skewer and covered his mouth.

As soon as Xiang Ye turned around, before Xiang Ye could tell Wen Qingyun to eat slowly, that idiot burned his mouth.

"It's hot?!" Xiang Ye hurried over and squatted in front of Wen Qingyun, just at his level.

Wen Qingyun nodded with tears in her eyes.

"Stick out your tongue, let me see if it's burnt." Xiang Ye said seriously.

Wen Qingyun also felt a little numbness on the tip of her tongue, and she stuck out her tongue after getting used to Xiang Ye's words.

The tip of the pink tongue was burnt into a small piece of deep red, moist and attractive.

Xiang Ye lifted Wen Qingyun's chin, getting closer and closer, he felt Xiao Linghe's hostile gaze, and he simply swallowed Wen Qingyun's tongue in front of everyone.

Wen Qingyun was so shocked that he even forgot to push him away, staring at Xiang Ye's face in front of him with dumbfounded eyes, and the surprised eyes of many teammates and colleagues...

"Is it better?" Xiang Ye said without changing his expression.

Wen Qingyun quickly withdrew her tongue, her neck was completely red, she lowered her head and nodded frantically.

"Wen Qingyun." Xiang Ye suddenly called him again: "Why is your tongue so small, is it also hot inside? Let me see again."

Wen Qingyun's face was almost smoking, and he couldn't speak a word.

"It's still a small tongue and it knows how to be shy." Xiang Ye's voice was low and hoarse, like the sound of the tide rolling up the waves