379 Angry and Ignoring People (Second Update)

Indeed, upon hearing her words, Yelu Yan finally let go of the exquisite beauty, kissing his way up to her neck, cheeks, and lips.

The kisses weren't lingered upon much; they were light and quickly withdrawn.

"Husband will light the lamps," he said.

"Mhm."

Yelu Yan got out of bed, removed the cover of the lantern, struck the fire steel, blew on it to ignite the wick.

The room was instantly illuminated.

Li Xianyun, clutching the quilt to herself, searched the bed for her own and Yelu Yan's clothing.

As Li Xianyun was putting on her undershirt, she noticed something unusual—there were many red marks on her chest.

This man really went too far.

After lighting several lanterns, Yelu Yan turned around to see Li Xianyun clutching the quilt, looking at him with a hint of grievance.

As if he had committed an unforgivable crime.

Yelu Yan approached with a smile, wrapped his slender iron arm around her and looked down, "What's wrong? Hm?"