Curve Romance [ABO]

The two boys Xue Mingyi and Chen Kong on the side had almost dealt with everyone, at this moment Xue Mingyi rushed over.

"Xiang Ye didn't buy vegetables, he was fighting with our brothers outside! Hmm..."

Xue Mingyi yelled at Xiang Ye's mobile phone, and Chen Kong grabbed his back collar and covered his mouth.

"Why are you so boring? Why are you dragging me? I was just joking with Xiangzi. He is still afraid of an omega." Xue Mingyi was speechless and pushed Chen Kong away.

Wen Qingyun on the opposite side of the phone heard Xue Mingyi's words, stood up from the sofa, and said a little louder: "Xiang Ye, you... went out to fight?"

Xiang Ye felt strangely guilty, his Adam's apple rolled, and he gave Xue Mingyi a sharp eye.

"Xiang Zi isn't really afraid of his own crimes, is he?" Xue Mingyi whispered in Chen Kong's ear.

Chen Kong looked at Xue Mingyi silently, without answering.

Xiang Ye walked out of the alley with his mobile phone, and Wen Qingyun's voice came from the mobile phone, with a slight cry.

"There was no fight, my friend was just joking." Xiang Ye explained.

Wen Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, don't come here if you are busy, don't worry about me."

"I'm on my way back, I'm not busy."

After Xiang Ye finished speaking, he hung up the phone, ran back to the alley, looked at the yellow hair on the ground who was punched down by himself just now, and was so painful that he couldn't get up, and squatted down.

Xiang Ye grabbed Huang Mao's collar, stared into his eyes, and said indifferently: "According to what I said before, don't show up at the door of the garage again. If I see you again, I will send you in to accompany Chen Ming. "

"Not going, not going..."

Huang Mao was afraid and in pain, so he wouldn't dare to do it again, if he knew that Xiang Ye could beat ten people by himself, he wouldn't ask for a fight no matter what.

Xiang Ye stood up and looked at Xue Mingyi and the others.

"Let's go, I have to go shopping, it's too late." Xiang Ye glanced at his phone, it was already eight o'clock, and he had missed the appointment.

Xiang Ye strode ahead, Xue Mingyi secretly complained to Chen Kong about him.

"Fuck, why didn't I realize that Xiang Ye is so afraid of his family before, it's too embarrassing for us."

"You're not going any better." Chen Blank glanced at him and said dismantlingly.

"Hey, who are you talking about?" Xue Mingyi turned his gaze back to Xiang Ye, "Xiang Zi, you won't kneel on the keyboard when you go back, right?"

Xiang Ye felt a little uneasy, and said, "I have the final say between the two of us, Wen Bao has always listened to me."

Xue Mingyi gave a thumbs up when he heard this.

Several people went to the parking lot together, and before getting into the car, they agreed on a day for Xiang Ye to treat guests to dinner, and then went back to their respective homes.

……

The summer evening wind is a bit sultry, pouring into the carriage, and the noisy vendors hawking at night are also accompanied by the wind.

Xiang Ye bought all the ingredients for the menu, and when he passed by a night market street, he saw a variety of fruits on the street stalls.

He thought of Wen Qingyun.

Xiang Ye dialed Wen Qingyun's phone, looked at the fruit stand and asked the person on the phone: "What fruit do you want to eat?"

Wen Qingyun on the opposite side of the phone was stunned for a while before she opened her mouth uncertainly: "Lychee? But isn't lychee too sweet for you? You can buy whatever you like, and I can do it."

"Understood, just wait for me." After Xiang Ye hung up the phone, he parked the car and went across the road to buy lychees, melons and big peaches.

They are all Wen Qingyun's favorite food before, sweet ones.

……

Wen Qingyun was about to go downstairs to take out the trash. On the way, she remembered Xiang Ye's conversation with herself on the phone just now, and her heart was full.

Tonight is like two lovers who have lived together for a long time asking each other what they want for dinner on the way home from get off work.

Wen Qingyun couldn't restrain her heartbeat that she shouldn't have.

Wen Qingyun's legs still hurt a little, and he walked slowly. When he just threw the garbage into the trash can downstairs, there was the screeching sound of wheels rubbing against the ground behind him.

He looked back and saw a familiar black suv parked in front of him, the headlights dazzled his eyes, he raised his hand to block the light, and saw Xiang Ye got out of the car with a lot of things in his left hand.

With the lights off, Wen Qingyun could see more clearly, Xiang Ye's short hair was a little scattered, there was a freshly scabbed wound at the corner of his mouth, and a big red mark on his right arm.

"Why did you go downstairs by yourself, and your legs don't hurt anymore?" Xiang Ye walked over with a frown and reprimanded him.

Wen Qingyun didn't answer him, and looked at Xiang Ye with watery eyes without emotion, and Xiang Ye's sulking anger grew in his heart.

Liar, all injured, and said there was no fight.Wen Qingyun thought to herself.

"What's wrong?" Xiang Ye wondered.

Wen Qingyun ignored him, turned around and walked towards the corridor.

It was the first time that Wen Qingyun boldly expressed his dissatisfaction since they reunited for so long.

He wanted to hide it, but his instinctive love told Wen Qingyun that it was impossible.

"You'd better go home and live today, please come here."

Wen Qingyun was sullen, but he was not qualified to let Xiang Ye listen to him, so he opened his mouth dejectedly, and walked forward without looking back.

Xiang Yechu was on the spot, this scene was so familiar, it was the same when Wen Qingyun was angry with herself when they were together.

Xiang Ye didn't have time to think about the reason why Wen Qingyun was unhappy, he hurried forward, shackled Wen Qingyun's shoulders, and turned him around.

Seeing Wen Qingyun's expression, he swallowed back the insignificant words he was about to say.

Wen Qingyun was looking at him with tears in his eyes, Xiang Ye was reluctant to tell Wen Qingyun any more useless truths.

From many years ago, Wen Qingyun has become his reason.

"Are you quarreling with me now? Wen Qingyun." Xiang Ye's tone was soft and seductive.

Wen Qingyun hesitated for a moment, and murmured: "You have wounds on your face, and you lied to me that you didn't fight. To be honest, I can't do anything to you. What's the use of lying to me."

Xiang Ye was stunned for two seconds. He thought Wen Qingyun was angry with him for coming back late, but he didn't expect it to be this reason.

Seeing Wen Qingyun's depression, Xiang Ye took Wen Qingyun's arm and gently hugged him into his arms, rubbing his palm on Wen Qingyun's back to comfort him.

"Well, I was wrong, stop fighting."

If you admit your mistake, it will be the same as before.

"You don't have to admit your mistake to me, and I'm not angry." Wen Qingyun suddenly came to her senses, trying to break free from Xiang Ye, but it was in vain.

The corners of Xiang Ye's mouth curled into a smile unconsciously, and Wen Qingyun's mouth was pouted so high that he could hang a bottle of oil, isn't that called anger?

Xiang Ye pinched Wen Qingyun's cheek with two fingers, and said narrowly, "You are not angry when you frown like this?"

Wen Qingyun looked away, and just about to say something, he felt Xiang Ye's approach, and then something warm and soft touched his forehead.

"Don't frown." Xiang Ye demanded arrogantly after kissing.

There are a lot of people running at night in the neighborhood, and Xiang Ye and him being bored here have already attracted the attention of many people, Wen Qingyun blushed and wanted to push him away.

Xiang Ye squeezed Wen Qingyun's face, shortened the distance between the two of them, and kissed Wen Qingyun firmly on the mouth.

"You're not allowed to pout either." After Xiang Ye finished kissing, he looked at Wen Qingyun contentedly.

Wen Qingyun was stunned and shocked, his brows just furrowed when Xiang Ye came up and kissed again.

"Still angry? Still want me to go?" Xiang Ye's tone was quite threatening.

It seemed that Wen Qingyun didn't agree with him staying, and he would keep kissing like this forever.

Wen Qingyun was so dazed by the kiss, Xiang Ye's anti-client was the main one, which made it too late for him to think about the reason why Xiang Ye lied to him.

The eyes of the passers-by fell on Wen Qingyun, and Wen Qingyun felt uncomfortable, and he grabbed Xiang Ye's wrist.

"You, you go upstairs with me first." Wen Qingyun's face was hot, and he dragged Xiang Ye into the corridor.

Back at Wen Qingyun's house, the first thing Xiang Ye did was to take all the vegetables and fruits in his hand to the kitchen.

He washed and peeled the fruits he bought, put them on a plate, and served them to Wen Qingyun first.

Wen Qingyun was rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the living room, Xiang Ye looked at Wen Qingyun's pouted buttocks, and suddenly remembered the big peaches he bought, which were white and soft, sweet to bite...

"Cooking takes time, eat fruit first when you're hungry." Xiang Ye hurriedly diverted his attention and suppressed the heat in his body.

Xiang Ye put down the fruit plate and was about to go to the kitchen, but the hem of his clothes was grabbed by the people behind him.

"What's the matter?" Xiang Ye turned his head and said patiently, "If you are still angry, I don't mind continuing to coax you in the way I just did."

Wen Qingyun let go of Xiang Ye's clothes as if burning his hands, looked at the scar on the corner of his mouth, and said, "I'll give you the medicine first, there's no rush to cook, I'm not hungry."

Only then did Xiang Ye notice the disinfectant and cotton swabs Wen Qingyun was holding.

"Okay." Xiang Ye readily agreed.

The two sat on the carpet in the living room, Wen Qingyun dipped a cotton swab in disinfectant, supported Xiang Ye's shoulder with one hand, leaned forward and half knelt to apply medicine to the corner of Xiang Ye's mouth.

"Will this hurt?" Wen Qingyun asked worriedly while applying the medicine.

Xiang Ye didn't feel any pain at all, Wen Qingyun's strength was extremely gentle, and his breath also swayed on his cheeks, itching.

Xiang Ye lied without changing his face: "Well, a little bit."

Wen Qingyun heard the words and had no choice but to be lighter.

"Wen Bao, why does your pheromone smell so good?" Xiang Ye looked into Wen Qingyun's eyes, distracted.

Wen Qingyun was disturbed by Xiang Ye's words, the cotton swab fell on the carpet, and he was in a panic to pick it up, but Xiang Ye hugged his waist.

"The wound is not finished yet."

Wen Qingyun tried to increase the distance between the two of them. Xiang Ye trained all the year round, and his strength was many times stronger than Wen Qingyun's. He suddenly pulled the person onto his lap.

"Wen Qingyun, tell me why you care so much about my injury." Xiang Ye said.

Hearing this, Wen Qingyun gave up struggling, he fell silent, and looked at the expressionless Xiang Ye uneasily.

His heart was beating violently, and he was afraid that his thoughts would be discovered.

He just hoped that Xiang Ye would not pay attention to him, nor come to expose him.

Wen Qingyun just shook her head trying to cover up, resisting Xiang Ye's approach.

"You don't know, or you dare not say it." Xiang Ye pressed Wen Qingyun's back neck and leaned towards him, sucking Wen Qingyun's lower lip ambiguously.

Wen Qingyun felt strange changes in her body, her glands became hot.

All the sensations in his body were the same as last time in Xiang Ye's room, and because of Xiang Ye's provocation, he suddenly fell into heat again!

"Let go of me! Inhibitors..." Wen Qingyun's estrus period was fierce, and he looked at Xiang Ye with blurred eyes.