Yelu Yan looked at Li Xianyun's delicate little face with a smile and said, "The sky is high and the earth is wide, a beautiful time and splendid scenery, how can we waste it?"
Li Xianyun reached up to touch his chin, which was a bit prickly. Men's beards really do grow quickly. Yelu Yan shaved every day, and right after shaving it felt nice and soft, but by the afternoon or evening, it would become prickly again.
"You always have thousands of reasons to kiss me," Li Xianyun said coquettishly.
"And you kissing your husband is just the same," Yelu Yan said with a mischievous smile.
Li Xianyun paused, then let out a soft laugh, "That's not the same at all."
"Of course, it's not the same, one is passive, the other is active, which do you prefer?"
Li Xianyun gave him a sidelong glance, "I don't want either."
"That's not up to you," Yelu Yan said authoritatively.
This man's domineering and barbaric nature was rooted in his bones.
"You… Mmm…"
