Li Xianyun was inherently a flirtatious man, with a body so delicate that the slightest touch would set her senses alight, providing the ultimate pleasure.
"Xianxian, can we set off for the West Mountain hot springs now?" Yelu Yan asked, his voice husky as he kissed her.
While he was attending to state affairs in the Hall of Diligent Governance, he had rushed over to Xuanyi Pavilion as soon as he received the news that Qu Ting and the others had been rescued.
He couldn't wait to share the news with Li Xianyun, and he couldn't wait to take her to the West Mountain hot springs.
There, the two of them wouldn't have to wait until evening or afternoon to meet; they could spend days and nights together uninterrupted. The very thought made him happy.
Because they were pressed so close together, Li Xianyun's pert bottom easily felt Yelu Yan.
