The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 363 - 362 husband, you heard it wrong (first update)

Chapter 363: 362 husband, you heard it wrong (first update)

Yelu Yan’s lips curved into a smile. Li Xianyun had dreamed of him, and it was a sensual dream at that.

He gently kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, and her lips, and when he lifted his head, he saw Li Xianyun half-awake, watching him.

Yelu Yan maintained his kissing posture, and asked with a smile, "Did I wake you?"

Li Xianyun hummed an acknowledgment, and said coquettishly, "It’s all your fault for taking advantage while someone is asleep."

Yelu Yan’s gaze was intense as he watched her, his lips curled with an ambiguous smile.

Li Xianyun raised her delicate hand to push his handsome cheek away, "What are you doing?"

Yelu Yan was about to bite her little hand.

Li Xianyun quickly withdrew her hand to her chest, and said with a smile, "Are you a dog?"

"Yes, I am, one that bites only you, and can never bite enough."

As he spoke, Yelu Yan lowered his head to capture her lips, sucking on them.

At this moment, he was all slick and wheedling, nowhere close to the imperious demeanor of a man who reigned supreme, commanded the winds and clouds, and ordered the universe.

Li Xianyun raised her hand to clutch at his robe. Her pale, delicate hand against his dark clothing made her seem even more tender and soft.

After a while, Yelu Yan finally lifted his head and stared at her.

Her eyes were dewy, her cheeks flushed, and her lips moist. The sight of her tender and sweet appearance made it hard not to tease her even more.

He really had become quite wicked.

Yelu Yan raised his hand to wipe away the glimmering dampness at the corner of her mouth, cleared his throat, sobered his expression, and said in a serious tone, "Xianxian, your husband wants to ask you a question."

Seeing that he had become serious, Li Xianyun thought he was about to discuss something important, so she also became solemn, "What question?"

"What were you dreaming about just now?"

As he posed the question, a wicked smile instantly spread across Yelu Yan’s face.

Li Xianyun was stunned for a moment. Then, her face blushed, and she tried to turn away from him.

How could someone miss the opportunity to tease her?

Yelu Yan hugged her, trapped her in his arms, and wouldn’t let her turn away as he lowered his head to gaze at her, "We’re a married couple; what’s there to be shy about? Tell me, let’s hear it."

Li Xianyun made a swallowing motion and feigned composure as she said, "I wasn’t dreaming."

She indeed had a very erotic dream. In it, Yelu Yan’s desires were insatiable, catching her over and over again, like an indefatigable iron man.

She begged for mercy, but it only led to more intense ravishment.

The feeling was so real, every inch of her body felt it truly.

So, when Li Xianyun was awakened by Yelu Yan’s kisses, and saw him lying on top of her, kissing her.

Li Xianyun was momentarily dazed, unable to distinguish between the dream and reality.

Thankfully, she figured out it was reality because of their clothing; in the dream, they both had been completely vulnerable to each other.

But how could she possibly utter such an embarrassing confession?

They say that one’s daydreams seep into the night, unless she craved him, which was why she had such a ridiculously absurd dream.

She did crave him a bit indeed.

To be precise, quite a lot.

Being embraced and caressed by Yelu Yan every day, it was hard not to be aroused by him, so the real culprit was still the man in front of her with the wicked smile.

"Really not?" Yelu Yan’s smile became more brazen.

"No."

"Then why did you say ’My lord, don’t do this,’ don’t do what?"

Li Xianyun was stunned, her words from the dream had actually slipped out.

But how could she admit it?

Li Xianyun uttered an "ow," and looking aside, she said, "My lord, you heard wrong."

Yelu Yan lifted his coarse hand to gently turn her little face toward him, "What did you dream about? Tell me, I want to hear."