Li Xianyun lightly patted Yelu Yan's rough and broad hand, smiling with her lips, her voice soft and sweet, "Husband, why are your hands so big?"
Bad intentions were clear in Yelu Yan's eyes, "The hands are not the only big thing about your husband."
In certain aspects, men need no teacher and, once they know the delightful details, desires grow like wild grass, leaving women far behind.
Li Xianyun looked up at Yelu Yan, her face full of confusion.
But she saw the mischievous smile on his lips, and his eyes were ablaze as if wanting to devour her, consume her whole.
Li Xianyun instantly understood what he meant by "big", and her fair little face turned crimson, her gaze flitting away as she reproached, "Flirtatious Man."
Yelu Yan laughed mockingly, "If your husband were a flirt, would you still be sitting here so properly dressed?"