Chapter 367: Chapter 367: Considering whether or not to learn something like Taekwondo

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She had never learned Taekwondo or Sanda; she had only studied Judo abroad for a while, but it was just a very basic level.

She would usually carry several silver needles with her when she went out, anesthetizing them with a homemade numbing agent. In the past, when she would often work several part-time jobs at a time, she was not too afraid when returning home late at night.

It was because she carried those specially made anesthetic needles.

However, after hearing what Estelle said, Rong Yan suddenly considered whether she should learn some self-defense techniques.

It wasn’t that she thought she was so beautiful that she would get molested every time she stepped out onto the street. She was worried about Rong Weiwei’s relentless schemes—a direct confrontation would be troublesome if Weiwei ended up being backed into a corner.

As Rong Yan was pondering whether to sign up for a Taekwondo class, Estelle’s text message suddenly beeped twice.

It was a message.

When Rong Yan opened it, everything about Taekwondo was forgotten—[By the way, I just saw online that someone splurged on two hours of fireworks in your area, did you see it?]

Who else but Li Shengxiao could afford such extravagance!

Recalling the kiss on the rooftop, her ears began to feel warm; she hurriedly texted Estelle back.

[I saw it.]

Then she set her phone to vibrate mode and tucked it back under her pillow.

Time to sleep!

If she didn’t sleep now, she wouldn’t be able to fall asleep all night. She had a tough battle to face tomorrow; no matter what, she had to sleep!

After lying down, Rong Yan turned off the bedside lamp, pulled up the covers, and forced herself to close her eyes.

At the start, her mind would wander as she lay with her eyes closed, but as sleepiness slowly overtook her, she yawned, gradually drifting off to sleep…

The breaths of the person sleeping in the big bed were calm, indicating a deep slumber.

With a ‘click’, the door to the bedroom opened.

In the darkness, the man who had finished his affairs for the day entered the room and approached the bedside.

Unaware of the extra presence by her bed, Rong Yan kept sleeping sweetly, her fair skin serene in the night’s shadow, and even in her dreams, her delicate red lips seemed to hold an upward curve, suggesting that she slept well, free of nightmares and unaffected by the depressive news from the afternoon at the hospital.

Li Shengxiao stood quietly by her bed, extended his hand, and traced the contours of the petite woman’s outline in the air with his slender fingers.

Eventually, his fingers paused on the points of her red lips.

He wanted to bring her under his wing!

He wanted her to be free from any harm!

He wished to give her the best of everything in the world!

He longed to declare to everyone that she was the woman he cherished above all else!

But…

His open hand slowly curled, forming into a fist.

He had promised to give her time to get used to him, so he must wait, wait a bit longer!

His chest surged with possessive desire, clamoring to collect the sleeping woman into his domain, his blood heating unpleasantly from the conflict.

Li Shengxiao’s lips pressed into a firm line as he forcefully suppressed the emotions running rampant within him.

All of his domineering nature was locked away deep within his eyes.

Withdrawing his hand from the air, he leaned over and left a light kiss on Rong Yan’s forehead, “Yanyan, good night.”

In response to his words was Rong Yan’s steady breathing, the blankets rising and falling with her breath.

Li Shengxiao helped tuck her in, stole another kiss on her lips, then quietly got into bed, pulling her into his embrace, and closed his eyes…