The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 600 - 598 She deliberately cajoled him, and he gladly accepted (second update)
Chapter 600: 598 She deliberately cajoled him, and he gladly accepted (second update)
"It’s really scary," Li Xianyun timidly said as if she had truly been frightened by Yelu Yan’s intense stare.
In reality, she was thrilled inside.
Yelu Yan began to reflect on himself.
He had just tried to make his tone as gentle as possible and to look less severe.
Yet he still scared her.
Although Yelu Yan didn’t believe he had been that fierce just now, he thought of how his woman had been spoiled by him.
To her, that cold expression indeed seemed harsh.
That’s why Li Xianyun couldn’t bear it for a moment and lay down, turning her back to him.
Those entangled in love always like to see things from their beloved’s perspective, finding many excuses for them.
Thinking this way, Yelu Yan increasingly felt that he had behaved inappropriately.
He began to feel sorry for her.
Yelu Yan kissed Li Xianyun on the forehead, easily swayed by her.
"Xianxian, your husband may have been a bit harsh just now, but it was only so that you’d remember, so you’d know that before making any decisions, you should consider your own safety, so you won’t..."
"My lord, I understand," Li Xianyun interrupted him. free𝑤ebnovel.com
If she didn’t speak up to interrupt, Yelu Yan would probably continue on, entering a cycle of lecturing.
"You even find me long-winded," Yelu Yan said with a chuckling exasperation, reaching up to pinch her cheek and gritting his teeth as he spoke, "Alright, alright, I won’t say more. But you, there can’t be a next time, understood?"
"I understand," Li Xianyun looked up at him, "My lord, it’s like we have telepathy. I couldn’t sleep just now because I was thinking of you, and then you knocked and came in."
She intentionally cajoled him, and he gladly accepted it.
Yelu Yan laughed, "Flatterer."
Now it was finally his turn to tease her.
Li Xianyun looked up at him, and suddenly a mischievous thought arose, she said coyly, "Then why don’t you try and see if I am a flatterer?"
After saying this, her fair and delicate face immediately turned crimson, and she smiled bashfully, bowing her head.
Yelu Yan felt a spark ignite in his heart, crackling and toasting him with its fiery heat, "Little temptress."
Saying so, he cupped Li Xianyun’s chin with his hand and unabashedly captured her lips with his.
Li Xianyun softly moaned, her long lashes trembling.
After several light pecks, Yelu Yan parted her lips and delved in, initiating an intense entanglement.
Li Xianyun knew that Yelu Yan had been angry earlier, and she also wanted to please him, displaying much more initiative than usual. Just as they seemed to be progressing to undressing, Li Xianyun then pressed down on Yelu Yan’s hand.
During the kiss, Yelu Yan’s rough hand had been causing a commotion under her nightgown for quite some time.
Li Xianyun, trying to dodge Yelu Yan’s kisses and with her breath unstable, said with a flushed face, "My lord, did you come back in a spare moment? Is it time you should be returning?"
Although she was reluctant to let Yelu Yan go, and right now her fragile body was already deeply aroused by him, desiring an overwhelming ecstasy, she thought better of it as he was a busy man and she shouldn’t disturb him.
Yelu Yan easily broke free from Li Xianyun’s hold and continued his caressing and kneading.
Li Xianyun’s garment at the front was already out of sorts, and her undergarment had slipped down onto her soft belly.
Leaning over to nip at Li Xianyun’s moist lips, Yelu Yan said hoarsely, "No rush, we’ll go back tomorrow morning."
As he spoke, he didn’t wait for Li Xianyun to respond; kisses and caresses fell upon her all over, impenetrably intimate.
Under Yelu Yan’s meticulous teasing, Li Xianyun felt as though her soul was being pulled out bit by bit by him until, quivering as if stricken by a chill, she curled up tightly in Yelu Yan’s broad embrace, blossoming like a pampered flower.
Li Xianyun opened up to him, but Yelu Yan lay on her soft and tender body, falling silent.
Li Xianyun could clearly feel him.
There pulsed a power so grand, muscles taut and pronounced, reaching high into the heavens.
Her desire and itch mingled, and her legs slowly wrapped around Yelu Yan.
A bead of sweat cascaded down Yelu Yan’s forehead as he blushed.
He seemed like a sky heavy with dense clouds, the massive cloud puffs laden with moisture, the torrential rain poised to tumble down, yet he was restraining it with all his might.
It was painfully uncomfortable.
Li Xianyun was also feeling unpleasant, as her piercing desire compelled her to voice her doubts.
"Husband, are you too tired today?"
Her question sounded as if his performance had been lacking and she, his woman, was trying to console him with sweetness and patience.
Which man could endure his own woman’s scorn?
Yelu Yan slightly lifted his head and tenderly stroked Li Xianyun’s hair in front of her forehead, smiling and saying, "I haven’t bathed yet."
Li Xianyun was a stickler for cleanliness, always desiring to bathe before making love.
Currently, in the garment workshop, where could they find hot water for their use?
Yelu Yan felt heavy-hearted, but he had no choice but to hold back.
Li Xianyun, her face flushed, spoke in a voice as faint as a mosquito’s, "But, I want to."
Yelu Yan’s eyes went wide, and his heart pounded like a drum, thinking he had misunderstood until he saw Li Xianyun’s shimmering eyes and blushing cheeks, confirming that what he heard was true.
He was instantly ecstatic.
"Then I’ll have someone prepare hot water."
Yelu Yan said that and foolishly cupped Li Xianyun’s small face, giving it a firm nip, then went to the door to order the heating of the water.
Unexpectedly, Youlan brought the hot water in soon after.
Clearly, preparations were made the moment he stepped outside.
Li Xianyun’s face burned with embarrassment.
Since Youlan’s marriage, this young maid had become increasingly attentive.
After the pair bathed and washed, they entwined tightly as two strands of rope, from the clean room to the bed.
What a vigorous indulgence and world-shaking passion they shared.
Afterward, Li Xianyun lay on Yelu Yan’s firm chest, calming her body’s warmth and agitation, languid as a sunbathing kitten.
Graceful yet tender.
Yelu Yan caressed her silky hair periodically, affectionately pecking her forehead now and then.
Having not seen each other for a day, and with a morning departure looming, both treasured the present private moment.
Li Xianyun was too exhausted to even wiggle her toes, while Yelu Yan, still full of vigor, had restless hands.
And now, his rough hands slipped into the neckline of Li Xianyun’s sleeping gown.
Her neckline was loose.
As Yelu Yan slipped his hand in, a sizeable area of appealing skin was revealed, white and delicate like a baby’s, flawless.
What hadn’t the two of them done?
Since Yelu Yan enjoyed playing, she might as well let him play.
But he was truly playing with fire.
So Li Xianyun melted into his arms once more, even allowing an embarrassingly intimate sound to escape her throat.
If this continued, Yelu Yan’s desire would surely engulf her like a raging fire.
Using the last remnants of her rationale, Li Xianyun pulled Yelu Yan’s hand out from her garment.
"Husband, I have something to tell you."
Yelu Yan dodged her small hand, his own slipping back in to continue causing tender chaos.
"Speak, and I shall listen," he replied.
Li Xianyun had no choice but to say, "Husband, I stopped the Hidden Guards from sending you messages, so, please don’t punish them, can you?"
What she didn’t know was that Yelu Yan had already kicked Yelang hard, and at that moment, Yelang, enduring the pain, was being treated with medicine rubs by his attendants, grimacing in discomfort.
