"You..."
Yelu Yan said vaguely.
Li Xianyun's small hand still covered his lips.
Yelu Yan gazed deeply into Li Xianyun.
She had deliberately provoked him, and now she quit halfway through.
This woman really was...
One day he would make Li Xianyun pay back a thousandfold, he wanted to see her with tears in her eyes begging for his mercy...
Li Xianyun let go of her hand, raised her fair little hands, and gently rubbed Yelu Yan's handsome cheeks, saying in a sweet voice:
"Xiaobai, when did you grow up to look like a man, and become so handsome? But, you've gotten so tanned. From now on, I'll call you Xiaohei, not Xiaobai. Xiaohei..."
She started laughing to herself, her bright eyes and white teeth, her dimples like blossoms, striking hard on someone's heart.
Li Xianyun was his destined little demon, enticing and making him fall for her, enchanting him to the point of no return.
The drunken Li Xianyun couldn't see how burning hot Yelu Yan's eyes were.
