Li Xianyun gazed at the man above her, seeing the focused desire in his eyes, her heart softened.
Yelu Yan should have been strong and unbreakable, yet now he seemed to waver, begging.
He truly loved her so much.
If Li Xianyun had felt just a little bit of pity for the man before her, now it was complete and utter compassion.
Li Xianyun let out a soft "mm" and raised her delicate arms to gently wrap around Yelu Yan's thick neck, lifted her head, and gently pressed her lips against his, pressing firmly.
This kiss was full of passion, the sound of their pounding hearts indistinguishable between his and hers.
After the kiss, Li Xianyun slightly pulled back from his lips and shyly, timidly looked at him.
Her delicate and cute appearance would set anyone's heart throbbing.
For her response, Yelu Yan was clearly not satisfied; he needed more assurance.
The voice of Yelu Yan, laden with emotion, sounded, "Have you agreed?"
"Mm."
Yelu Yan stared at her, unblinking.
