After I kissed the rough man Khan, I was busy farming in the grassland

Ye Luyan deliberately chose the moment when Li Xianyun was overcome with emotion and withdrew from her lips.

At this time, she is the most well-behaved and obedient. Even if he makes excessive demands, she will comply.

Over time and many times, Ye Luyan understood herself better than Li Xianyun.

Ye Luyan lowered his head and gently rubbed Li Xianyun's lips with his lips. The warm breath accompanied by the lingering moisture tickled her, but he did not let her get her wish or kiss her.

Just teasing her.

"Xian'er, am I your husband?"

Li Xianyun's autumn eyes were moist and reddish, her lips were slightly opened, and she said a warm "hmm".

Ye Luyan held her little face and continued to rub it with his lips, "Xian'er, talk nicely, okay?"

The final sound of the word "um" seems to be with a hook, and it will kill someone without paying for it.

Li Xianyun raised her head and felt the itching getting worse. She half-closed her eyes and swallowed softly, as if she had been poisoned.

"You, you are my husband."

The voice was broken into pieces.

Yeluyan then raised his head and left her lips, only looking at her smile without any intention of kissing her again.

He just seduces her on purpose.

Li Xianyun was angry and resentful, but the itch escaping from her bones drove her, and she stretched out her arms to wrap around Ye Luyan's neck without shame.

Sticking closely to him, the water rippled and extended little by little to the edge of the warm pool.

Her eyes first fell on Yelu Yan's handsome eyebrows, and then on his beautiful thin lips.

She hugged his neck tightly, pulled her down, then opened her delicate red lips and kissed him heavily.

The moment she kissed him, Li Xianyun couldn't help but say "hmm", as if she had finally found the sweet fruit she had been searching for, letting out a sigh of contentment.

Yeluyan listened to her voice and watched as her eyelashes trembled, and she finally ran away like a flood that burst a dam.

He held the back of her neck and responded with his lips.

Next, the relationship between the two became airtight.

It was as if all the people and things in the world had vanished into thin air. They only had each other in their eyes and hearts, and could no longer tolerate anyone or anything.

Yeluyan kissed her neck from behind and said in a dumb voice: "Xian'er, you are here for your husband, and you will always be for your husband." As if to confirm every word he said, he also said Cruel.

Li Xianyun felt that she was no longer herself.

Just like a reed standing in the water swaying with the strong wind, the reed set off waves, accompanied by the sound of rushing water, and continuous low humming and choking.

If it weren't for Ye Luyan holding her waist behind her, she really felt like she was going to fall into the water.

Seeing Li Xianyun biting her lip and not answering, how could Yeluyan be willing to give up?

He gently turned her little face, kissed her face and lips, and said vaguely: "Xian'er, you said, you and I are, and they will always be mine."

Li Xianyun's mind was now as empty as the freshly dried rice paper, her limbs and bones were occupied, and she couldn't care about anything else.

The continued non-answer made Yeluyan's hesitation and panic even worse, and he lost control of his strength.

Li Xianyun screamed repeatedly, feeling like she was really going to die here.

"Xian'er, why don't you say you are mine? Can you please say that?"

Although Ye Luyan's tone was discussing and pleading, his actions were not ambiguous at all.

Li Xianyun finally regained a little bit of her rationality and said between screams: "Husband, husband, I am your forehead, your forehead..."

Yeluyan finally heard what she wanted to hear, but still refused to give up. During this period, she even forced her to say it several times.

In such a situation, the hours are countless.

I don’t know how long it took.

Seeing that Li Xianyun couldn't hold on any longer, Ye Luyan hugged her and lay on the edge of the pool.

Like a savior, Li Xianyun grabbed onto the wooden backrest at the edge of the pool. She exerted force with her two small hands, and the white joints glowed for a long time.

But the man behind him is still tireless.

"Husband, husband, please spare me..."

"Xian'er, hurry up, hurry up."

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