It seems that as a husband, I am still not doing enough.

Yelu Yan looked at Li Xianyun in his arms with eyes brimming with laughter, which almost seemed to spill over.

"Are you trying to satisfy your husband with these petty kindnesses?"

Li Xianyun wrapped her arms around his strong neck, leisurely looking at him with a smile on her lips, revealing two sweet dimples on her snow-white skin, a beauty that was so captivating it left Yelu Yan, who had already tasted such sweetness, utterly transfixed.

"Husband, what do you want, then?"

Yelu Yan gazed at her affectionately, lowering his head to gently rub her delicate, charming red lips with his own, and spoke vaguely, "What do you think?"

Li Xianyun chuckled. Were all men who had tasted the forbidden fruit like voracious wolves, impossible to fend off?

She deliberately turned her head away, laughing, "Say what? I don't know."

Yelu Yan's lips then landed on her creamy, jade-like cheeks, and he chuckled softly, his magnetic voice filled with seduction.