The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan
Chapter 498 - 497 What? Do you find your husband long-winded? (First update)

Chapter 498: 497 What? Do you find your husband long-winded? (First update)

Li Xianyun was nestled in Yelu Yan’s arms, craning her neck to look up at him.

He seemed to have endless advice to give, and at this rate, they were never going to get to the important matters.

Seeing the smile on Li Xianyun’s face, Yelu Yan cut off his admonishing words, raised his hand to stroke her small head, showing immense affection.

"What’s the matter? Do you find your husband tiresome?"

"A bit." Li Xianyun never hesitated to provoke him.

She often teased him with a mix of resistance and sweetness, quite naughtily.

"You..."

Li Xianyun sat up straight, looking at her own man with a mischievous smile.

She had never looked at anyone this way before.

To his surprise, Yelu Yan found himself somewhat embarrassed under her gaze, and parting his lips, he asked, "What is it?"

"Husband, why don’t we do something important?"

"What important thing?"

Yelu Yan’s heart raced fiercely—could the important task she suggested be the same as the one he was thinking about?

Although he felt it was unlikely, he still harbored a faint hope.

Li Xianyun examined Yelu Yan for a moment, then suddenly raised her hand to untie his clothing.

Yelu Yan was taken aback, the little woman actually had the same thought as him, quite shocking and delightful.

It was always him who fooled around, and Li Xianyun always put up resistance. Now, however, she was so proactive, which was truly rare.

Yelu Yan let her undress him, watching her with interest, and said with a smile, "What’s the matter? Not afraid of the carriage shaking anymore?"

Li Xianyun focused on undressing him, and without even lifting an eyelid, said, "Wait, I’ll sit on top of you... If we change positions, there shouldn’t be much commotion."

This woman...

Li Xianyun yanked open Yelu Yan’s collar, and her small hand slithered onto his chest, weaving around like a serpent, fanning flames everywhere.

She didn’t forget to lean in to kiss Yelu Yan’s cheeks and lips.

So proactive.

Yelu Yan was never one to resist such enticement.

Li Xianyun with just a look or a gesture could stir him up, let alone now when she was so blatantly inviting. How could he bear it?

His breathing grew hurried. When Li Xianyun kissed his lips, he lifted his large hand to cup her small head and kissed her deeply.

Instantly, he turned the tables.

Li Xianyun closed her eyes, reciprocating, her eyelashes fluttering uncontrollably.

She let Yelu Yan probe with his mouth.

Everything was under Yelu Yan’s control.

Yelu Yan picked up Li Xianyun, straddling her over himself, the two pressed tightly together.

Li Xianyun could distinctly feel...

A beast caged, longing to break free.

Li Xianyun was fearful yet yearning.

The two were enveloped by the sorrow of their impending separation, each longing to bring joy to the other.

Li Xianyun’s clothes were wrinkled and opened wide.

Her chest felt the coolness of flowing air.

Because there was a stove in the carriage, it was not cold, but for some reason, their emotions were heightened, blood boiling.

After lingering over Li Xianyun’s lips, cheeks, and swan-like neck, Yelu Yan raised his head and gazed at her, infatuated.

With the carriage’s jolting, her chest heaved tremulously, swayingly, beguiling him.

Li Xianyun could not bear such bold gazing, she wanted a swift satiation rather than such a fixed stare.

Li Xianyun bit her lip, the last remnants of her shame urging her to cover Yelu Yan’s eyes.

But Yelu Yan caught her small hand, seizing it behind her in one fluid motion.

Li Xianyun’s entire body leaned forward, her most provocative parts swaying intensely.

Yelu Yan used one large hand to pin down her slender wrists, while the other overlaid and caused havoc.

Li Xianyun, overwhelmed with bashfulness, furrowed her brows and moaned softly, revealing her pearly white teeth.

The vermilion of her lips had been smudged by Yelu Yan, exposing their natural color, tender and lusciously red, glistening with moist radiance.