Little Wife's Diary: My Husband is My Boss!
Chapter 39: Nosebleed

Chapter 39: Nosebleed

Yan Yuling couldn’t believe she actually agreed to live with Feng Zhexuan. Even if he is her husband, he is also her big boss. She shuddered to think of what would happen if everyone found out about her marriage.

She felt much better when she thought that he had promised to wait for her. Fortunately, he did not ask her to fulfill her duties as a wife. Otherwise, she wouldn’t know what to do tonight. Just the thought of doing this or that with him made her toes curl in embarrassment.

While she was taking her time showering, Feng Zhexuan was cooking in the kitchen. Although he rarely cooks, his cooking skills are good. His kitchen is fully equipped and the nanny he hired always keeps his refrigerator stocked.

Since it was getting late, he decided to cook something light. He only drank two mouthfuls of porridge and rushed to his grandfather’s house. So, he is starving now.

As soon as he put two bowls of egg noodles on the dining table, he heard footsteps. He raised his head and said with a smile, "Yuling, I made egg noodles. Come and eat while it’s hot."

The moment he saw his wife wearing his shirt, he was stunned. Due to her petite figure and their height difference, his fitted shirt was too big for her.

The wide collar exposed her beautiful collarbones, and the hem only covered half of her thighs, revealing her slender legs. In addition, she was only wearing underwear and no pants. As he stared at his wife’s alluring figure, Feng Zhexuan felt that the blood was rushing to his lower body.

Yan Yuling didn’t know the impact of her appearance on her husband, so she walked over and sat down opposite him.

When she saw him staring at her, she thought that he was thinking why she didn’t wear the sweatpants, and said, "The sweatpants are too large, so I couldn’t wear them."

"I didn’t know you could cook. It looks delicious," she said with surprise as she looked at the egg noodles.

With her sitting and he standing, Feng Zhexuan’s eyes were fixed on his wife’s opened collar, or to be more precise, on the mounds that peeked from the opened collar and were vaguely visible on the white shirt due to the dampness caused by her wet hair.

When he noticed the slightly raised pink peaks on her twin mounds, his mind exploded as he realized she wasn’t wearing a bra and what he had just seen. In an instant, he felt something hot flowing out of his nose.

While he was still in a daze, Yan Yuling was shocked as she looked at him and shouted, "Feng Zhexuan, you have a nosebleed!"

Hearing this, Feng Zhexuan’s eyes widened as he quickly turned around and pinched his nose. He wanted to cry because his image was destroyed by his lustful mind ah!

Yan Yuling didn’t understand her husband’s embarrassment and urge to jump into a hole at this moment. She quickly took some tissues and stood on tiptoes to help him stop the bleeding despite her dizziness when she saw the blood.

"Lower your head," she said with worry clear in her voice as cold sweat broke out on her back and her face turned pale.

Seeing his wife’s pale face and cold sweat, Feng Zhexuan thought she was anxious and panicked. He lowers his head and lets his wife stuff his nostrils with the tissue.

"Pinch your nose, I will get you some ice packs," Yan Yuling said and quickly walked to the refrigerator.

She took out an ice pack from the fridge, wrapped it with a clean towel, pulled up a chair, and said, "Sit down, I can’t reach your nose."

Feng Zhexuan, sat down with closed eyes as he refused to look at his wife.

’Ah ah ah, it’s so embarrassing! Someone please kill me or dig a hole for me to jump into!’ he thought while crying inside.

Fifteen minutes later, Yan Yuling put away the ice pack and said, "Let me take a look."

Feng Zhexuan’s voice was hoarse when he said, "I’m fine, the bleeding has stopped."

Yan Yuling pulled out the tissue from her husband’s nostrils, wiped the blood off her husband’s face with a clean wet towel, and asked with a frown, "Why did you suddenly have a nosebleed? Are you feeling unwell?"

Hearing the worries in her voice, Feng Zhexuan held his wife’s trembling hands and explained, "My nose was injured a long time ago. Ever since then, I get nosebleeds when I get excited...I mean stressed."

Hearing this, Yan Yuling sighed and said, "Then you should manage your stress better. No matter how busy you are, you should get enough rest. After all, you are not young anymore."

The moment Feng Zhexuan heard his wife’s words, he narrowed his eyes and defended himself, "I’m only twenty-seven years old, so I’m still young."

Yan Yuling was amused by his age sensitivity and joked, "You are 28 years old. A full eight years older than me."

"It’s not my birthday yet, I’m only 27," he insisted through gritted teeth.

Recalling her husband’s information she read on the internet, Yan Yuling said, "By the way, your birthday will be in three days. How do you usually celebrate it?"

Hearing his wife’s words, Feng Zhexuan was stunned and asked, "Do you know my date of birth?"

"Is it December 31st?"

"So, you know. Are interested in me?" Feng Zhexuan smiled.

He was delighted to learn that his wife was paying attention to him. For some reason, he felt it was okay to lose his perfect image in front of his wife.

After all, he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. It would be too tiring if he had to maintain his public image at home as well.

After coming to this conclusion, he felt a little more relaxed and said, "Wife, if you want to know about my information, just ask me directly. I will try my best to tell you everything about me."

Hearing him call her his wife again, Yan Yuling said, "Feng Zhexuan, you...can you stop calling me wife?"