Yelu Yan finished speaking but did not let go of Li Xianyun. Instead, he kept her pinned against the corner, playfully watching her with a smile.
Because he was so tall, he blocked the warm yellow light behind him, and Li Xianyun's delicate figure was completely shrouded in the shadow he cast.
Li Xianyun's little face was tender and pink, she gently bit her moist lips, looking resentfully at the tall and burly man before her.
She had already said earlier that she would let him have his way today, but he insisted on making her answer.
He liked to tease her, he liked to see her shy and unable to control herself.
This man was not only shameless but also childishly annoying.
Li Xianyun looked to the side and gave a soft "Mmm."
Yelu Yan was delighted, bent his head down, and fiercely captured Li Xianyun's lips.
He was like a lurking beast, suddenly leaping out gracefully to catch the pitiable prey.
A lingering, airtight kiss enveloped her.