The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 295 Husband, you go take care of official duties.

Chapter 295: 295 Husband, you go take care of official duties.

Yelu Yan directly carried Li Xianyun into the inner room and set her down on the soft couch.

Yelu Yan stood in front of her, looking down at her tender, fair little face. From this angle, her eyelashes were black and long, her starry eyes becoming all the more enchanting and captivating.

"I’m leaving now, rest early, alright?"

Li Xianyun obediently nodded, "Mhm," she murmured.

Yelu Yan gave her a deep look, turned and took a step away, but then his large figure doubled back, standing in front of her once again.

Li Xianyun looked up at him, surprise flickering in her liquid eyes, her lips curving up in a light laugh, revealing shallow dimples, "What are you doing?"

Her bright, kind eyes and red lips against white teeth plucked at one’s heartstrings.

Her voice was sweet and delicate, as tender as she herself was.

Yelu Yan’s gaze burned as he bent down, one hand encircling her slender waist, the other protecting the back of her neck, and he pressed a heavy kiss onto her soft, red lips.

He had been looking forward to the night all day while dealing with official duties, yearning to have a tender moment with her, his muscles taut with longing, an itching desire seeping from his bones.

Eager for a thorough release, to let go of the longing that had built up over these days.

But then that incident occurred, and he was forced to attend to it, which was why he had been so restless in the carriage.

Yelu Yan’s kiss was somewhat prolonged.

With her neck craned back involuntarily, Li Xianyun swallowed, her whole being felt unwell, her body went limp and hot, her mind thundering as Yelu Yan took control over her body and soul.

Eventually, Yelu Yan ended the lingering kiss, his lips tugging at hers as they parted.

Even pulling a silver thread between them.

Yelu Yan straightened up, gazing at her blushed, fair little face. Her lips were so ruddy they made her seem even more bewitching and alluring.

Before her, even the strongest willpower shattered to pieces.

Yelu Yan, with a thumb, gently wiped away the wetness at the corner of her mouth, greedily caressing her beautiful lips, over and over again.

His fingertip was rough, and his touch was not gentle, almost as if he was ravaging a flower.

In front of Li Xianyun, Yelu Yan often felt conflicted; he wanted to treat her gently, but when passion arose, he could not help but tease her.

Watching her pressed down by him, tears welling in her clear eyes, clutching at him, calling out to him, begging him, Yelu Yan always found himself teasing her even more fiercely.

She always managed to bring his wicked thoughts to a peak.

Li Xianyun breathed heavily, her heart racing, shyly lifting her gaze to Yelu Yan.

His tiger-like eyes were as deep as pools, with a darkness in them that seemed to want to devour her.

Having been intimately familiar for a long time, Li Xianyun understood him quite well and knew Yelu Yan was now harboring the thought to tease her, but official duties were pressing. She promptly said, "My lord, go attend to your official duties quickly."

Seeing that Yelu Yan had no intention of moving, his rough fingertip continued to tease her, she said with a trembling voice, "I’ll wait for you."

As Li Xianyun spoke, the tips of her ears turned red.

Yelu Yan sighed softly, taking her into his embrace.

Her little face was pressing against his waist and abdomen. Li Xianyun raised her hand to cover it but, rather inappropriately, touched the wrong spot.

Yelu Yan grunted.

Li Xianyun quickly moved her hand away, the hard object making her palm tingle.

She gently bit her flushed lip, her voice faint as a mosquito, "I...I didn’t mean to..."

Yelu Yan, no longer willing to restrain himself, bent down to pick up Li Xianyun and strode toward the bed.

Li Xianyun exclaimed, "My lord, don’t, you have to attend to your official duties."

"It’ll be quick."

Yelu Yan added, "Just once."

With his tall and strong stature, Yelu Yan took a few steps to reach the bed, placing Li Xianyun on it, removed her shoes, kicked off his own casually, pulled off his outer garment, and climbed onto the bed to tower over her.

Li Xianyun, blushing, quickly said, "The curtain."

Yelu Yan, while kissing her lips and tugging at her clothes, mumbled, "The door is closed."

"The curtains must be drawn too." Li Xianyun said softly.

Seeing that Yelu Yan was preoccupied with his reckless behavior, Li Xianyun raised her fair hand in resistance.

When Yelu Yan saw she wasn’t cooperating, he pressed her small hands together above her and continued his misdeeds with his other hand.

Unable to move, Li Xianyun dodged his kisses, calling out to him in a tender voice, "My lord."

When Yelu Yan couldn’t achieve what he wanted, he reluctantly raised his hand to scatter the curtains, and the fringed drape instantly fell, shielding the view of the entire bed.