Yelu Yan furrowed his brows and said, "Just let me kiss you, and I'll let you go, be a good girl, hmm?"
As he spoke, he took hold of Li Xianyun's nape without asking, caught her lips, grinding and twirling. When Li Xianyun tried to say something, Yelu Yan didn't give her the chance. He pressed her head firmly, preventing her from moving.
Li Xianyun soon melted in Yelu Yan's embrace, letting him kiss her deeply or lightly at his will.
After a while, Yelu Yan kissed Li Xianyun's face all over, slowly moving towards her ear.
Li Xianyun, with her eyes gently closed, fluttered her butterfly-like lashes, and said in a soft voice, "My lord, this is the study."
While kissing her, Yelu Yan muttered indistinctly, "It doesn't matter."
If the two of them had only shared kisses, it would have been fine, but Yelu Yan soon couldn't restrain himself.
Li Xianyun quickly grabbed his hand, her face blushing as she said, "My lord, if the clothes get wrinkled, people will notice."