Curve Romance [ABO]

Xiang Ye had called the police before he came, and the police at the door had already contacted the owner of the gym to learn more about why Wen Qingyun was trapped.

When Xiang Ye came out with Wen Qingyun in his arms, Wen Qingyun's body had already started to have a fever. Xiang Ye skipped the process of taking notes and took a police car directly to take him to the hospital.

Xiang Ye sat in the back seat, holding Wen Qingyun in his arms, brushed his flushed cheeks with his fingertips, and frowned.

On the way to the hospital, you have to go through many tunnels. The street lights are too dim, and Xiang Ye's eyes are always on Wen Qingyun.

Compared with Wen Qingyun, his wish seemed mundane and ridiculous, and he used 800 million yuan to force Wen Qingyun to stay by any means.

She said she wanted to take revenge on him, but she just wanted to get his gaze back.

Now that he returned to his side, he was tossed like this by various things because of the game... Is this really the way to love someone?

When they arrived at the hospital, Wen Qingyun was finally hooked up to the water.

"This is the second time he has a fever this month. Is there any hidden disease in his body?"

Xiang Ye stood by the bed, afraid of waking Wen Qingyun on the bed, so he asked the doctor in a low voice.

"According to your description just now, this fever is caused by psychological factors. And during the examination just now, I found that he differentiated from beta to omega under unnatural circumstances, so his body will be weaker than ordinary people, but there should be no hidden diseases."

Xiang Ye's tall figure shook for a moment, and he had to admit that he knew too little about the three years Wen Qingyun had left.

"...Unnatural circumstances, what do you mean?"

"That is to say, he was artificially injected with a forbidden drug to differentiate. This will cause some irreversible sequelae, but it has no effect on life span."

artificial injection...

Xiang Ye's hands hanging by his side were tightly clenched into fists, probably only Chen Ming could do this.

"So is his sometimes breastfeeding a sequelae? Is there any treatment?" Xiang Ye approached the bed, touched Wen Qingyun's ear, and asked.

"This..." the doctor coughed, "Actually, alpha can help omega solve it, no treatment is needed."

Xiang Ye was stunned, he nodded, and suddenly felt that his subordinate's ears were getting hot...

When he looked down, Wen Qingyun's eyelashes were trembling slightly, and he had woken up at some point, pretending to be asleep.

"Okay, I see. What if Wen Bao's fever doesn't go down? Would it be better to use a suppository?" Xiang Ye said intentionally.

"It's okay, I'll send the nurse over later."

"No, no need." Wen Qingyun blushed and opened her eyes, and quickly refused.

The antipyretic suppository is used in ** to reduce fever. I used it once when I was with Xiang Ye, it was too shameful.

"Stop pretending to be asleep?" Xiang Ye sat down, concealed his thoughts, and looked at Wen Qingyun with a forced smile.

Wen Qingyun lowered her eyelids and did not answer, but held Xiang Ye's two fingers beside the bed with her free hand.

The threat of the rest of his life, not only did not make Wen Qingyun want to escape, but at this moment, he wanted to rely on Xiang Ye even more.

The doctor had already left at some point, leaving only Xiang Ye and Wen Qingyun in the single room.

"I was negligent. I will accompany you wherever I go next time. I'm sorry." Xiang Ye rubbed the back of Wen Qingyun's hand guiltily, took it to his mouth and kissed it lightly.

"They're just playing a prank, they won't really do anything to me, you don't have to blame yourself, it's not your fault." Wen Qingyun said softly.

"Do I have to hide you so that my heart can be more at ease." Xiang Ye said to himself.

Wen Qingyun looked at Xiang Ye, still a little apprehensive about the suppositories.

"I'm fine, the doctor said it, but my body is relatively weak, so I don't need suppositories." Wen Qingyun argued hard in order not to take suppositories.

Xiang Ye's dull mood was swept away by Wen Qingyun's nervous look.

At this time, he still cares about such trivial things as suppositories. Are you an idiot?

"Be obedient, the suppository will reduce the fever quickly." Xiang Ye coaxed Wen Qingyun's still hot cheek.

"I'm afraid of pain, I don't want suppositories, Xiang Ye." Wen Qingyun looked at Xiang Ye with wet eyes, and took the initiative to rub Xiang Ye's palm to curry favor with him.

"It's bigger than a suppository. I've never put it in before. It doesn't hurt. Don't be willful." Xiang Ye looked serious.

Wen Qingyun was ashamed and indignant, stared at Xiang Ye aggrieved, and said lowly: "Are you going to bully me again?"

Xiang Ye's heart tightened, and just as he was about to say something, the drip bottle was about to bottom out, so Xiang Ye had no choice but to call the nurse over first.

This was Wen Qingyun's last bottle. When the nurse came to remove the needle, she brought a box of suppositories. Wen Qingyun's face turned pale when she saw it.

"I don't want it." Wen Qingyun said weakly.

Xiang Ye didn't respond to him, but went to lock the door of the ward from the inside.

Wen Qingyun had no strength in his body, and tried to prop up his body to escape, but it was in vain.

"You're still having a high fever, can't you feel it yourself? You can be obedient only if you think about how sick you are." Xiang Ye sat on the edge of the bed with a sullen face.

Seeing Xiang Ye get angry, Wen Qingyun was still afraid, he glanced at Xiang Ye timidly, and didn't dare to speak.

"Sit up, I'll hug you, I promise Wen Bao doesn't hurt, and I don't mean to bully you." Xiang Ye said softly.

Wen Qingyun knew that she couldn't hide, so she half propped herself up, and before she could sit up, Xiang Ye grabbed her armpits and hugged her into her arms.

Wen Qingyun was picked up, and immediately hooked Xiang Ye's neck with her hands, and the happiness in Xiang Ye's heart almost overflowed.

"Who's stalker is so clingy?" Xiang Ye chuckled, and lifted Wen Qingyun's clothes with his palms and stuck them on his waist.

"Then I won't hug you..." Wen Qingyun thought that Xiang Ye didn't like her like this, so he hesitated to let go.

Xiang Ye quickly pressed his back: "Hold, I like it."

Wen Qingyun buried her head in Xiang Ye's neck when she heard the words, and said sullenly: "Then can we not use the suppository?"

Xiang Ye ignored his willfulness and took off Wen Qingyun's hospital gown pants, revealing his round and upturned mounds.

"Wen Bao, separate your legs." Xiang Ye patted his buttocks and said.

Wen Qingyun knew that it was useless to refuse, so she had to obediently spread her legs, and bent her waist to facilitate Xiang Ye.

Xiang Ye put one hand on Wen Qingyun's right buttocks, and stuffed the suppository in the other hand.

During this process, it is inevitable that there will be some touches that should not be had.

"Hmm...Xiang Ye..." Wen Qingyun hummed tremblingly, and hid her body up.

"Come back, where are you going?" Xiang Ye pressed Wen Qingyun's waist, and took the opportunity to put it in directly.

"Well…"

The shallow hum and the gentle touch all touched Xiang Ye's heart. He knew he shouldn't react at this time, but he still couldn't hold back.

Xiang Ye pulled up Wen Qingyun's trousers and asked, "Is it cold?"

Wen Qingyun's earlobe was as red as a shrimp, he nodded, and Xiang Ye was pulled up by the quilt and wrapped around Wen Qingyun's body.

"Let me hug you for a while first, okay?" Xiang Ye wrapped Wen Qingyun up like a cicada chrysalis.

Wen Qingyun lay weakly on Xiang Ye's shoulder, and Xiang Ye's arms were much warmer than the hospital bed: "Okay."

The two hugged for a while, and Xiang Ye felt Wen Qingyun's body temperature drop a little.

"Wen Qingyun, tell me, is this the first time today?" Xiang Ye asked.

Wen Qingyun was stunned for a moment, then lied, "It's the first time."

But Xiang Ye didn't believe Wen Qingyun's words. In the gym today, Wen Qingyun said that "they don't care about me", which really made him unable to stop thinking about it.

Since Wen Qingyun didn't want to say anything, he would work with the police to find out all those who hurt Wen Bao.

"Then the doctor said that your differentiation is man-made, did Chen Ming do it?" Xiang Ye suppressed the anger in his body and tried to be as calm as possible.

Wen Qingyun didn't understand the artificial differentiation that the doctor said at all.

As an adult, he doesn't remember who injected him with anything, only his father who was a doctor gave him an injection when he was sick when he was a child.

"It's not him, and I don't know very well, it's just that the body is like this after a fever one day." Wen Qingyun shook his head, recalling things when he was a child made him a little tired.

"I'm a little tired, Xiang Ye."

Xiang Ye heard that Wen Qingyun was put back on the bed, and when covering the quilt, Wen Qingyun's brain became hot, and he said: "I saw a study before that said that kissing for three to 10 minutes can help reduce fever."

Xiang Ye was taken aback, stared at Wen Qingyun dumbfounded, frowned, and tried the temperature of Wen Qingyun's forehead.

Is it stupid to burn.

After Wen Qingyun finished speaking, he was also a little shy. Seeing Xiang Ye's reaction, he felt that he was crazy. He turned over suddenly and pointed his butt towards Xiang Ye.

"I'm talking nonsense, just pretend you didn't hear it!" Wen Qingyun put the quilt over her head.

Xiang Ye looked at Wen Qingyun's reddened glands, leaned over and kissed them.

"You still want to kiss when you are sick?"

Xiang Ye pulled Wen Qingyun back with a smile, and before Wen Qingyun could refuse, Xiang Ye kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, and her lips.

A lingering kiss, with hot passion, lingered between the two.

"Have you ever researched that kissing other places will also reduce the temperature." Xiang Ye kissed Wen Qingyun's neck.

He knew that Wen Qingyun didn't feel safe now, and he was willing to give Wen Qingyun everything he needed.

"Maybe...yes." Wen Qingyun covered his face with his hands, his voice was weak and weak, if it wasn't for Xiang Ye's proximity, he probably wouldn't have heard him.

While Wen Qingyun's initiative moved Xiang Ye's heart, he was also a little worried. When he went to the gym, he saw Wen Qingyun sitting slumped in a corner, lonely and helpless.

In these years, how many times has Wen Qingyun been as helpless as today, but has no one to rely on.

Distress turned into a kiss, Xiang Ye was afraid that Wen Qingyun would catch a cold, so when he kissed his chest, he covered it with a quilt.

The chest shrank shyly inside, and Xiang Ye bowed his head to hold it.

He sucked gently, wanting to taste Wen Qingyun's swelled milk again.

"Wen Qingyun, I promise that what happened today will not happen again, and I can kiss you all the time, have you calmed down?" Xiang Ye helped Wen Qingyun cover the quilt, and said.

Wen Qingyun covered her face with her arms, and it took a long time before she responded softly.

Xiang Ye has seen through his heart, the heart that floats on the sea and has been unable to reach the shore, so can he lean this heart to the shore that belongs to Xiang Ye again.