Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 150 Comforting Comfort

Chapter 150: Chapter 150 Comforting Comfort

Yang Fan rushed into the inner room, Wu Xue Mei was squatting on the ground picking up broken glass, a whole box of beer mugs had been smashed to bits, even the box that held the wine glasses was smashed to pieces.

"Be careful not to cut your hands, where is the broom? Let me sweep it up," Yang Fan said.

"It’s okay, I’ll just pick up the bigger pieces of glass," Wu Xue Mei said with her face flushed.

It was just a few cups that had been broken, yet somehow she was so embarrassed that her cheeks turned as red as if they were about to be cooked.

Yang Fan walked out of the inner room and found a broom and dustpan in the kitchen, bringing them back in.

"Let me do it."

He quickly cleaned up the glass shards on the floor, and as he was sweeping them into the dustpan, Wu Xue Mei suddenly let out a low cry.

"What’s wrong?" Yang Fan hurriedly looked over.

He saw Wu Xue Mei frowning slightly, pinching her right hand’s ring finger with her left hand, with a bead of blood the size of a soybean forming at the fingertip.

"It’s nothing, just a little cut," Wu Xue Mei said through gritted teeth.

Although it seemed to be just one wound, it was obviously still quite painful.

Yang Fan put down the broom and walked over, "I just told you, do you have any Band-Aids at home?"

"I haven’t prepared that kind of stuff," Wu Xue Mei said.

Yang Fan turned his head, saw a pack of tissues on the bedside table, quickly pulled out a few sheets, then turned back and took Wu Xue Mei’s slender finger, pressing the tissue against it to wipe the blood and took a look at the wound. "It’s not a big problem, hydrogen peroxide or the like would also work, I’ll help you treat it."

Wu Xue Mei shook her head again.

"You really should keep some emergency medical supplies at home. Here’s what we’ll do, keep pressing on it, I’ll go see if Gao Lanlan has fallen asleep yet, I remember she might have some Band-Aids."

Yang Fan was about to leave, but Wu Xue Mei stopped him, "It’s nothing, just a small cut, I can just wrap it with cloth."

"It’s just a short walk, I’ll be back very quickly," Yang Fan said.

"Don’t, don’t go, people will talk if you’re seen going in and out of my house three times in one night," Wu Xue Mei said with her face still flushed.

When she said this, Yang Fan immediately hesitated, "Then let’s find a clean cloth to bandage it."

Actually, for such a small wound, using a cloth bandage promotes faster healing than a Band-Aid because cloth is breathable and usually forms a scab within a few hours.

The advantage of a Band-Aid is that it’s more hygienic and has better hemostatic effects, but it’s not easy for the wound to scab over. You have to remove the Band-Aid for a scab to form.

Wu Xue Mei, still pressing on her finger, pulled out a clean strip of cloth from the wardrobe and handed it to Yang Fan, "Can you help me cut this? My hand... it’s not very convenient right now."

"You sit tight, I’ll take care of it!" Yang Fan said.

Wu Xue Mei sat down on the edge of the bed, somewhat shyly watching Yang Fan busy himself.

Being in such close proximity made Wu Xue Mei’s breathing suddenly become a little unsteady.

Yang Fan, up close, inhaled the scent of jasmine coming off Wu Xue Mei, and he felt his blood stirring.

Their positions—one standing and the other sitting—should have offered an excellent vantage point, but Wu Xue Mei was dressed too conservatively, and Yang Fan couldn’t see anything down her collar.

"Why did you fall for me?" Wu Xue Mei suddenly asked.

Yang Fan’s heart skipped a beat; this was a loaded question.

If his answer wasn’t good enough, Wu Xue Mei might just have second thoughts.

"Because I like you," Yang Fan said with a smile.

Wu Xue Mei’s expression became somewhat unnatural, as she asked hesitantly, "You should like young girls, so why would you like a married woman like me?"

"Does liking someone have to be so complicated? When I see you, my heart flutters, and I want to get closer to you—that’s all, it’s totally from the heart," Yang Fan asked with feigned surprise, then casually muttered, "As for you, always staying indoors, it’s not easy for me to have any interaction with you. But my heart feels tormented, so I’d rather throw caution to the wind."

Wu Xue Mei bashfully chided, "You’re quite scary, you know. Who confesses like that, just coming out and saying ’hey, I want to sleep with you’ without any preamble?"

"Too straightforward?" Yang Fan asked with a light laugh.

Wu Xue Mei gave a small roll of her eyes and lightly scolded, "You’re not just straightforward, you’re foolish. I only see it because you are sincere in day-to-day life and I know what kind of person you are. If it were someone else, just try it and see if you don’t get a beating."

Yang Fan chuckled sheepishly, "I just lack experience."

"Although I’ve agreed, there’s something I want to say upfront," Wu Xue Mei said softly, "when you can’t hold back, I can help out occasionally, just once or twice, don’t come to me every other day. You’re already so eager right now, the priority is to quickly find a girlfriend. And don’t mess around with your hands, it’ll ruin your health."

Yang Fan softened inside; regardless of whether Wu Xue Mei said these words to save face or if she really meant them, they sounded very heartwarming.

"But I don’t want to be with you just once or twice; what do I do about that? I’m not joking, I really have a thing for you."

"What ’thing for me’? You’re just lusting after my body, don’t get the concepts mixed up," Wu Xue Mei chided bashfully, "even if you like me, I’m already married. Are you suggesting that I get a divorce?"

"Well..." Yang Fan chuckled lowly.

"Stop fantasizing about useless things. Even if I got divorced, I wouldn’t be able to marry you," Wu Xue Mei said with a smile and light scolding, her excessive shyness making her eyes resemble shallow puddles of still water, exceptionally enchanting.

She moved her finger that Yang Fan had bandaged and nudged him with her elbow, "Quit while you’re ahead. If you talk about those messy things again, I won’t dare to do that with you. We need to be clear about the boundaries."

Yang Fan understood Wu Xue Mei’s meaning and nodded seriously, "Alright, I’ll listen to you."

"Then... let’s eat," Wu Xue Mei said.

"I’d prefer to eat you first, then have dinner afterward," Yang Fan joked.

"You’re so impatient; is that what you’re thinking about?" Wu Xue Mei teased with a smile.

Now that the conversation had opened up, her previously anxious state of mind seemed to stabilize a bit, and her eyes gleamed with a mischievous sparkle.

"I’ve been holding back for so long, if it weren’t for fear of angering you, I might have made my move already," Yang Fan said with a smile.

Wu Xue Mei tilted her head back and proudly thrust out her ample chest, "Then... come on."