Chapter 132 Third Young Master Has a Nosebleed

She had never dared to do this before.

Young Master, a good man doesn’t mention his bravery in the past, but you still talk about the past.

"Mr. Yan, you... your nose is bleeding..." Wen Xuxu suddenly opened his eyes wide, pointed at Yan Rusheng's nose and screamed, "Your nose is bleeding."

She screamed and walked towards Yan Rusheng.

Is his nose bleeding? Yan Rusheng frowned in disbelief, how could he bleed so easily?

He reached out and touched under his nose, and then looked at his fingertips. They were really bleeding.

Master Yan himself was no longer calm and jumped up.

Oh my God! how so?

His eyes instinctively looked at Wen Xuxu's breasts. Not to mention that this stupid woman was dressed so conservatively. Even if she took off her clothes, he had never seen her. Her figure was not enough to make him nosebleed.

This is the first time I have had this natural nosebleed since I was a child.

What is the reason?

Yan Rusheng's nosebleed became more and more gushing and started to drip.

Seeing this, Wen Xuxu quickly took out a few tissues and stretched her hand towards his nose, "Lift your head quickly."

'Oh' Master Yan raised his head obediently, stood like a wooden stake, and allowed Wen Xuxu to stop the bleeding on his nose.

There was a big difference in altitude between the two of them. Xuxu had to stand on tiptoes to barely reach the level of her eyes with Yan Rusheng's nostrils. She got tired after holding on to this position for a while.

"Sit down, I can't reach you." She grabbed Yan Rusheng's arm and pushed him down.

After Yan Rusheng sat down, Wen Xuxu felt much more relaxed, "Look, if you don't understand, you will get angry. Now you really get angry and have a nosebleed."

She scolded gently while wiping, with a slight smile on her lips.

Yan Rusheng looked at her eyebrows and listened to her voice, and his mood calmed down inexplicably. A certain part of his heart suddenly felt very soft...

He was lying in a semi-lying position, Xuxu had to bend down, and her slender fingers would always touch his skin accidentally.

He always had uncontrollable heart palpitations.

how so? It shouldn't be like this.

The blood was still flowing, and Xuxu couldn't stop it no matter how hard he used paper.

Yan Rusheng's neck began to feel stiff and uncomfortable as he kept maintaining the same position. He wanted to change his position to allow his neck to move.

But as soon as he made some movement, Wen Xuxu's command came from above, "Don't move."

She also glared at him with a fierce look.

Master Yan pursed his lips, but he was very obedient... and fell silent.

His head tilted back obediently.

Damn it, when a tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by a dog, he just gets a nosebleed. It’s not like he has an incurable disease. Why is he here listening to her orders?

"Wen Xuxu, you..."

Master Yan realized it later and was very annoyed. He opened his mouth to yell when Xuxu's gentle reproach suddenly came from above, "It's going to be summer soon. It's easy to get angry. Don't get angry easily. Look at how much you've lost." Blood."

As she spoke, she put the blood-stained tissue in her hand in front of his eyes for him to see.

Yan Rusheng's eyes just passed over the tissue lightly, and finally landed on Wen Xuxu's face, her clear eyes, delicate and slightly raised red lips, and her slightly frowned brow.

My body suddenly felt inexplicably warm.

Damn it, I actually reacted to this stupid woman again.

He quickly lowered his eyes and looked away. Xuxu bent down at a hundred degrees. When he lowered his eyes, all the spring light in her slightly loose collar fell into his eyes.

"Why is it flowing more and more?" Seeing the blood, he was about to stop it, but suddenly it was like a flood again, and Xuxu was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.