The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 432 - 431 Xianxian, what are you worried about? (First update)

Chapter 432: 431 Xianxian, what are you worried about? (First update)

Yelu Yan took a heavy overcoat from the clothes rack beside the bed, put it on, tied the garment’s pocket around his waist, walked to the door, picked up a wooden basin containing hot water and a white sweat towel, and placed it on the desk beside the bed. Then, he lifted the bed curtain to create a small opening.

Li Xianyun was searching the bed for clothes; she was only wearing a pitiable overgarment, her undergarment having been torn off by Yelu Yan and tossed who knows where.

It could be on the bed, or perhaps on the floor.

The thought of Yelu Yan’s rough and wild behavior just moments ago made Li Xianyun’s face flush and her heart flutter.

Yelu Yan gathered the bed curtains on either side, hanging them on the golden hooks, and with a smile said, "No need to search. I’ll get you something new to wear."

Li Xianyun complained in her delicate voice, "You always do this, throwing clothes everywhere. If the maids see this, I’ll have no dignity left."

Kissing, stripping, and discarding clothes along the way; it was always as if there was a fire under his bottom, hasty and impulsive.

Yelu Yan, smiling, went to the wardrobe to retrieve clean garments for both him and Li Xianyun and placed them by the bed. Then, raising the quilt, he said with a laugh, "Lean on this, open up, and let me wipe you clean."

Li Xianyun’s face turned red, "Husband, please go out. I can clean up by myself."

She had thought he was only going to kiss her; she did not expect that he would want more, so much so that they didn’t even finish undressing before he... went in.

The most arousing moments were when clothing provided a cover.

Yelu Yan, pinching her slender waist, carried on with his absurdities at the desk.

She didn’t know how much time had passed.

Yelu Yan supported her buttocks with one rough hand while the other cradled her thigh, lifting her up and slowly walking towards the bed.

Continuing his antics as he walked.

Li Xianyun, who had always been proper, had never imagined things could become so absurd; she was shy and uncomfortable, clinging tightly to his neck, her body pressed against him so closely that there was no gap, helpless and pitiable.

Upon reaching the bed, Yelu Yan dove in like a dragon to the sea, tossing and turning ceaselessly.

If she had not reminded him of the important matters at hand, who knows how long Yelu Yan would have carried on.

Upon hearing her, Yelu Yan laughed and said, "We’ve done much more outrageous things than this; what’s there to be shy about?"

Seeing that Li Xianyun was still flush-faced and uncooperative, leaning softly against the cushion, Yelu Yan said with a smile, "Xianxian, what are you worried about? Are you afraid that I’ll lose control again?"

Li Xianyun looked at him with watery eyes. Didn’t he warrant concern?

He had only gone through the motions once and hadn’t even withdrawn. If he were to see and touch again, who knows what he might do.

Yelu Yan said with a smile, "Xianxian, be obedient, don’t delay. After we have our meal, there’s still a lot to do."

So he knew after all.

Li Xianyun held her ground against him, and finally, biting her lip, she lay down on the soft cushion. After hesitating a moment, she spread her long, slender legs.

Yelu Yan took the sweat towel out of the water basin, wrung it until it was half-dry, then casually kicked off his shoes, got onto the bed, and, lying on the bed, started to clean the stains off Li Xianyun bit by bit.

At first, everything seemed normal, but Li Xianyun gradually realized something was amiss.

It would be fine to just wipe the sides; there’s no need to wipe...

"Husband, is it done?"

Li Xianyun’s voice abruptly stopped because of that person’s hand...

Instinctively reaching out to push him away, she was blocked by Yelu Yan’s hand. Any further resistance was futile.

Li Xianyun frowned slightly and let out a soft "Hmm," leaning helplessly against the soft bedding, "Husband..."

But Yelu Yan was far from willing to stop; his hand did not cease, but became even more...

Li Xianyun tightly bit her lip and moved backward, but who would have thought Yelu Yan would grip her sacrum, pull her back, and pin her down, leaving her unable to move.

Because she had already been... sensitized to an unbearable point, it only took moments before she lost control.