My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

Chapter 248: 248: Stole a Kiss

Translator: 549690339

[I remember this ID seemed to belong to a game streamer, huh? Are game streamers all this fierce now? It’s just too cruel the way they bully the noobs.]

Rong Yan glanced at the man exclusively playing the game, reaping kills in the game. A profile view showed his noble and handsome features, with no hint of his being such a natural at first go.

If he plays at this level, will I even dare to play anything in front of him?

Half an hour later, Rong Yan finally got the trophy she wanted, and furthermore, she had fulfilled her wish to step over the man who had ambushed her and then trampled over her corpse.

Because Li Shengxiao didn’t just blow the heads off all ten players in the enemy team, but he did it by stepping over their corpses.

The other side was cursing up a storm.

The round ended.

Rong Yan looked at the MVP she had received and the system’s beep-beep-beep warning her of points deducted for ‘cheating.’ She promptly shut down her laptop. She reached out to touch his forehead, “Li Shengxiao, does your head still hurt? Feeling any better?”

Her soft hand rested on his forehead, bringing a trace of coolness. The noble man let go of the hint of murderous intent in his eyes, and withdrew his hand, his voice husky, “It’s better.”

Rong Yan saw a flicker of fatigue flash through his eyes, stood up, and said, “You sit here and rest for a bit. I’ll go get some needles and give you an acupuncture treatment.”

“No need.”

Her wrist was caught and she was pulled to stand in place.

“I’m much better, no need!”

Rong Yan pulled away from his grip. Her heart, having been soaring all night especially after he had helped her regain face, felt even better, “Acupuncture’s not only for when your head hurts, it can also be done when the pain is gone. To prevent the pain from getting severe again next time!”

“I have nothing else to do, anyway. Or is it that you want to sleep?” If he wanted to sleep, then that would be it.

Li Shengxiao let go of her hand suddenly, his thin lips pressed tightly together.

Rong Yan’s wrist loosened, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

Alright then.

She could tell he didn’t want to sleep anymore.

She fetched her usual acupuncture needles and carefully treated the tired person’s acupoints for over an hour, even giving him a head massage for good measure.

When she finished her tasks and looked back, the man who had said he didn’t want to sleep had already fallen asleep.

And he was sleeping deeply.

He didn’t even wake up when she pulled out the needles.

Rong Yan put all the needles away and crouched in front of the couch, her bright eyes observing the sleeping figure. She stretched out her hand and in mid-air traced the outline of the person before her—his full forehead, slender brows and eyes, his prominent nose bridge, and  thin yet beautifully shaped lips that made one want to kiss them.

They were both human, so why did she feel like God had taken extra care when creating this man?

Otherwise, why couldn’t she find a single flaw on him no matter where she looked?

Even Li Shengxiao’s skin was exceptional, without a single blemish. It was so perfect it was nearly poreless!

She had never seen him use any skincare products, so how could his skin be this good?

Rong Yan reached out and quietly touched the man’s smooth face. Just a stealthy little touch, and she immediately withdrew her hand, as nervous as a thief, swallowing hard.

To her own surprise, she had actually wanted to steal a kiss!

Rong Yan was startled by this thought. She quickly stood up, fanning her burning face with her hand to cool down. She ran back to her room to grab a blanket, which she then draped over the sleeping person. Face-to-face with his resting visage, she couldn’t resist bending down and planting a light kiss on the sleeping man’s forehead, whispering softly, “Li Shengxiao, good night.”

Having done all this, she scurried back to her own room as if something was chasing her.

She didn’t notice that after she fled, the man on the couch opened his eyes, the corners of his lips rising slightly. He gently touched the spot she had kissed, his voice deep, as if talking to himself, “…Good night.”