Yelu Yan, however, remained set in his ways, peeling Li Xianyun's clothes while kissing her tender, fair cheeks, his scorching breath fanning the jade-like skin.
Always so fervent as if it had been ages since he'd tasted meat.
Li Xianyun turned her head to dodge, her lips parting lightly as she said, coquettishly, "My lord, I truly have something important."
Yelu Yan sought Li Xianyun's lips, clamping onto them and spoke indistinctly, "Let your husband finish first."
With that, he kissed her deeply, entwining his mouth with hers.
Li Xianyun couldn't help but let out a soft moan, forcefully pushing against his rock-like chest, feeling as if she were being pinned down by a mountain.
Fortunately, Yelu Yan finally pulled away from her mouth after his satisfaction, kissing her cheeks and the napes of her ears.
Seeing how eager Yelu Yan was, Li Xianyun swallowed back the words she had wanted to say.
Forget it, she would speak later.
