Why would Yelu Yan let her go?
His iron arm tightly circled Li Xianyun's slender waist, rendering her incapable of even the slightest movement.
"Hey, let go," Li Xianyun threatened, "My lord, if you don't release me now, I will bite you."
"Then bite me, for it would be my greatest honor," Yelu Yan said with a teasing smile.
Li Xianyun sighed softly in her heart. When he was with her, Yelu Yan would always frolic, completely lacking the demeanor of a sovereign.
As Yelu Yan spoke, he became even bolder; his arm, originally circling her soft waist, moved up slightly, and his large hands now covered her chest.
Although Li Xianyun's chest was wrapped in soft cloth and she wore loose men's clothing, it was still plump and full. The slightest touch filled his hands completely, leaving him unable to encompass it all.
The feel was quite satisfying.
"My lord, you..."
