The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 324 It’s already like this (first update)

Chapter 324: 324 It’s already like this (first update)

Yelu Yan obviously wouldn’t let her go, his one hand encircling her supple waist, immobilizing her, while the other hand ventured downward.

He knew exactly how to strike the snake at its most vital spot.

Li Xianyun exclaimed in shock, this man was truly...

She hurriedly grabbed his large hand.

But who was Yelu Yan, strong and robust? Whatever he wanted to do, she simply couldn’t stop him.

Yelu Yan covered her, looking up at Li Xianyun with a smile that deserved a smack, "Already like this, huh."

Embarrassment flooded Li Xianyun, she just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Her two hands pushed against his iron arms, but she couldn’t budge them, she could only watch his large muscles bulge from the exertion.

After Yelu Yan’s skilled caressing, teasing, and stroking, Li Xianyun had long lost self-control.

Her hands no longer pushed him away but instead clung tightly to his shoulders.

Yelu Yan brazenly admired her thus.

Li Xianyun knew he was watching her.

But now she could not care less about face, a tight string stretched within her, spreading out, her mind a complete blank.

All her focus was on his hands, stirring heaven and earth, waves surging.

Yelu Yan bent down, biting and tearing, all the while not forgetting to look up at his Xianxian.

His Xianxian became increasingly charming and beautiful, no longer the secluded orchid in the valley, but a rose with thorns.

Heaven knows the effort he had to restrain himself, corrupting someone always comes with a painful price.

Suddenly, Li Xianyun leaned forward, fiercely embracing Yelu Yan’s head, holding him so tight and so forcefully—it was quite the treat for him.

Yelu Yan’s fresh stubble irritated Li Xianyun’s tender skin somewhat.

Following the tempestuous storm, Li Xianyun finally calmed down, but she still held onto him, unwilling to let go, her body and soul uncomfortable, stifled, lacking relief as if some gate had blocked something, needing to be cleared and released.

Yelu Yan was quite pleased with his achievement, pressing against her smooth skin, he murmured vaguely, "Kiss or not?"

Li Xianyun assented with a resigned "Mhm," then weakly sat up straight, looking down at his handsome face, his body exuded an unrestrained wildness—this was her man.

Yelu Yan looked up at Li Xianyun foolishly, her pale face was tinged with crimson, her eyes slightly red as well, those beautiful eyes were watery and bright as if soaked in water, truly captivating.

He finally understood what it meant to be born with seductive bones.

Li Xianyun’s lips parted slightly, she raised her fair little hands, cupping Yelu Yan’s chiseled cheeks.

Her little hands were indeed very small, only half the size of his cheek.

Li Xianyun first gazed into those pitch-black eyes that seemed to burn with fire, then at his handsome lips, slowly tilting her head to draw closer.

But someone clearly could not wait any longer, his hand making a forceful move.

His hand remained there.

Li Xianyun let out a soft "Oh," her brows furrowing, she leaned in and embraced Yelu Yan’s head, feeling as if her tailbone had been struck again.

A broken voice came forth, "My lord, I... kiss..."

So this was what it looked like when his Xianxian struggled helplessly.

Yelu Yan kissed her, but no longer wished to give her a chance, he was truly about to burst with pain.

After a struggle, Yelu Yan managed to hold back.

After a brief pause, Li Xianyun straightened up again, tilting her head to kiss Yelu Yan’s lips, mimicking the way he kissed.

After a tumultuous battle, Yelu Yan emerged from the bath, hastily dressing.

Upon looking up, he saw Li Xianyun weakly leaning on the pool’s edge, her small hands stacked under her chin as she rested it there, watching him with deep, affection-filled eyes—irresistible tenderness in that gaze.

Yelu Yan’s Adam’s apple bobbed, he opened his mouth to speak, but Li Xianyun, her face flushing, suddenly hid her face in her stacked hands, leaning on the pool’s edge, and stopped looking at him.

Yelu Yan couldn’t help but laugh lightly; now she knew to be shy when it was she who clung to him just before.