Li Xianyun seriously devoured the roasted stuffed bun, and when she glanced up, she noticed that Yelu Yan was still looking at her, "Husband, why aren't you eating?"
In his hand, he held a roasted stuffed bun, barely taking a few bites, but his gaze was always on her, which seemed rather odd.
Yelu Yan sighed softly and walked over, scooping her up into his embrace and letting her sit on his lap.
It's often said that after a woman becomes intimately close to a man, she undergoes significant changes, becoming more concerned about that man, prone to anxiety over gains and losses, and turns much more tender and soft.
But his woman was truly different; far from showing any signs of change, she hadn't even noticed he hadn't embraced her after getting into the carriage.
Well, there was no point in making himself uncomfortable.
Yelu Yan wrapped his arms around her, lowered his head to kiss her little face, but was thwarted by Li Xianyun blocking his mouth with her roasted stuffed bun.
