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

Li Xianyun looked at Yelu Yan and smiled. She really wanted to say that he was a smooth talker, but she held back, snorted and turned away.

Yelu Yan turned his head to look at her.

Li Xianyun then turned her to the other side.

Yelu Yan also turned his head over.

He looked at her and smiled in a naughty way.

Li Xianyun patted his big hand and couldn't help laughing: "Childish."

Yelu Yan smiled and bowed, resting his chin gently on her shoulder, with his handsome cheek against her little face.

His skin was wheat-colored, and when the two faces were pressed together, Li Xianyun's face looked white and small, like a beautiful porcelain doll.

Yelu Yan opened his thin lips and said, "Xian'er, what your husband said is true. You don't know how much I miss you."

It was this sentence again. Li Xianyun's ears were almost callused from hearing it.

But my heart is sweet.

Although she didn't say it, she missed Yelu Yan very much.

The huge army marched through the desert for several days and finally walked out of the desert and joined the army led by Shulüxi.

Shuluxi has been suffering a lot these days, and the suffering has become more and more severe as time goes by.

Although Yelu Yan had sent someone to deliver the news long ago, saying that the person had been found and was on his way back.

But since we didn't see Yelu Yan return safely, everyone was worried.

When they saw the team in the endless yellow sand from afar, Shuluxi and the soldiers were all excited.

When Shuluxi saw Li Xianyun in Yelu Yan's arms, she felt relieved. If anything happened to Li Xianyun, Yelu Yan might do something crazy.

Fortunately, we found it, so it was a close call.

After the two armies joined forces, Yelu Yan sent messages to Yaduo and Tia respectively to report that they were safe.

At the same time, Yelu Yan asked Shuluxi to lead the army back to the garrison, and he left more than a hundred people to follow him, wanting to travel with Li Xianyun and slowly return to Beijing.

He looked like a tyrant addicted to pleasure.

If the king orders his subject to die, the subject must die. Shuluxi had no choice but to obey the order and leave with his army.

Yelu Yan took Li Xianyun to an inn on the border to rest.

As soon as she had some free time, Li Xianyun advised Yelu Yan, "My husband, you have been away from the court for a long time and have delayed many official duties. You should hurry back as soon as possible."

Yelu Yan hugged Li Xianyun tightly, buried his head in her neck, kissed her, and placed his free hand on her empty chest.

In the palm of your hand.

Kneading.

While kissing, Yelu Yan said vaguely: "If a monarch does everything himself, what is the use of having subjects?"

The hot breath on her body, coupled with his magnetic voice and unrestrained behavior.

It's confusing and fascinating
Li Xianyun raised her head and lightly closed her eyelids, her face flushed and her breath sweet as orchid.

"But, but... "

Yelu Yan kissed her lips, taking away her breath and her sanity.

A passionate kiss.

Deep and shallow.

Finally stopped.

Yelu Yan looked down at Li Xianyun's sharp eyes and complained, "Can't you concentrate?"

Li Xianyun slightly opened her moist lips, which were glistening with water, and uttered a delicate "hmm".

Delicate and timid.

Yelu Yan couldn't help but get erect. He opened his mouth and kissed her lips, then pulled the clothes off her shoulders.

Li Xianyun's jade-like skin was completely exposed in the soft light.

After spending these days in fear, now that he has finally got her back, how could Yelu Yan miss the opportunity to be intimate with her?
He had been left out for too long, and once he got what he wanted, he started to fight back.

But he suppressed his desire and forced the woman under him to lose her mind and fall limp on the brand new bed.

Li Xianyun's white legs wrapped around Yelu Yan's strong waist.

It was like a beautiful snake entwining him.

Li Xianyun was obviously moved. She grinned and moaned, hugged Yelu Yan's neck, kissed his cheeks closely, and clung to him tightly.

Yelu Yan was neither anxious nor slow at first, paying close attention to Li Xianyun's reaction to decide his own behavior.

Yelu Yan's strong arms danced vigorously, and his solid muscles bulged again and again.

Li Xianyun couldn't stand it anymore, and suddenly she hugged him tightly, with every inch of her skin tense.

It is also like magma rushing up onto the stubborn rock, slowly receding and melting into a sea of ​​red fire.

Seeing that Li Xianyun relaxed a little, Yelu Yan kissed her sweaty cheek, asked her softly, and whispered something in her ear.

Li Xianyun tightened her slender arms and made a soft "hmm" sound into his neck.

Yelu Yan started doing the same thing again.

Li Xianyun quickly grabbed his hand and pushed him away.

But this time Yelu Yan did not follow her wishes and continued to do as she pleased.

Li Xianyun arched her body, and her transparent, round nails dug into Yelu Yan's skin, leaving a red mark.

Seeing that Li Xianyun could no longer bear it, Yelu Yan stopped.

But the hand did not leave.

After a short pause, the cycle repeats itself again.

The quilt that Li Xianyun was lying on was wet with sweat.

Her face turned red and she gasped for breath. She thought Yelu Yan had finally stopped torturing her, but she didn't expect the man to move down.

He held her down.

It's obvious what to do.

Li Xianyun once wanted to do this, but Yelu Yan was reluctant.

At the moment, he looked very familiar with doing such things.

Li Xianyun half-raised her body and pushed his head, "Husband, don't do this."

The gentle voice fell into the dark night and blended into the dim light without any lethality. Instead, it was like a gentle hand leading people forward.

It makes people want to go even further.

Yelu Yan buried his head

Li Xianyun frowned and dropped her head heavily on the pillow. Her small hands tightly grasped the quilt, getting tighter and tighter.

She bit her lips tightly.

The inn is not like the palace. It is small and cramped, so you have to take it easy.

But how can she relax?
The sound in her throat was squeezed out from between her tightly clenched lips.

Yelu Yan nodded his head even more.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Xianyun begged for mercy in a hoarse voice.

Li Xianyun hugged Yelu Yan's neck, blushing, and wanted to kiss his rosy lips.

Yelu Yan turned his head slightly to one side and said mischievously, "Say something nice."

"Husband." Li Xianyun said while sobbing, but did not say any nice words.

Endearing.

Yelu Yan's long-suppressed desire was finally released. He opened his mouth and kissed Li Xianyun's lips, moving forward.

Li Xianyun opened her eyes wide, forgot about the kiss and the movements, and looked at the bed curtain with a confused look.

Her three thousand strands of hair fell on the pillow, some of them hung down from the bed, and some of them fluttered in the wind.

Like slender willow branches swaying in the wind.

It was unknown how much time had passed before Li Xianyun could no longer bear it. Tears welled up in her eyes, she opened her mouth and bit Yelu Yan's strong shoulder, sobbing.

Yelu Yan sensed her helplessness and stopped tormenting her.

After Yelu Yan finally finished, Li Xianyun collapsed on the damp quilt. She pulled the corner of the quilt to cover herself loosely.

In fact, she has achieved her revenge and can have a child with Yelu Yan.

It's just that the timing is not right now. (End of this chapter)