The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 558 - 557 You’ve finally come out (Second Update)

Yelu Yan had finished washing, and he came to the inner room and looked intently at Li Xianyun under the lamplight.

She was bending her head, hooking iron wire with a golden hook, her hair lightly coiled, serene yet delicate.

The warm, goose-yellow light seemed to be subdued by her beauty, gently circling around her, making her tranquil beauty seem like a painting.

Her beauty stunned Yelu Yan, and wicked thoughts began to slowly rise and proliferate.

Things that are too beautiful always make one want to possess them fiercely.

Yelu Yan walked over.

Li Xianyun was always serious when engaged in her tasks, often losing herself to the extent that she did not notice someone enveloping her from behind with his broad, solid embrace until that moment.

Yelu Yan leaned in and pressed his cheek against Li Xianyun’s warm little face, "Xianxian, I’ve finished washing, now it’s your turn."

Li Xianyun chuckled lightly, looked down, and continued hooking the wire, exposing a long, pale section of her nape, as tender as her skin, soft like white tofu.

"I’ll wash after I finish hooking this sleeve."

She was so serious and persistent in her work, she couldn’t stop until reaching a breaking point.

Yelu Yan, with a smile in his eyes, kissed that enticing nape, nibbling inch by inch, stirring both body and mind, his hand also becoming unruly beneath her clothes.

At first, Li Xianyun dodged and laughed lightly; Yelu Yan had promised to behave, but his rough hand slipped into her collar, going under her clothing and began to knead and twist.

Unable to withstand these actions, Li Xianyun put her task into the basket, and through the clothes, she caught his misbehaving hand, "Husband, my lord, I’ll go wash."

The tickling sensation brought out made it impossible for her to concentrate on her work, so she had no choice but to give up.

Yet Yelu Yan still wouldn’t let her go, and continued to grope her within his embrace.

Li Xianyun struggled to stand up, wanting to escape.

Yelu Yan pressed against her from behind, right against her buttocks.

Imposing, already grotesquely so.

Li Xianyun’s cheeks were flushed, her heart pounding like a drum.

Yelu Yan’s other hand ventured under her skirt.

Li Xianyun was terrified and quickly clenched her legs.

But he still managed to part them and cupped her.

Li Xianyun’s breathing became disheveled, her little face flushing hot as she lifted her hand trying to push away his big hand, backing away, but it was futile, eventually allowing his hand to probe inside.

Li Xianyun moaned, "My lord, please, don’t do this."

If he hadn’t been embracing her from behind, she would’ve been swaying, barely able to stand.

Yelu Yan’s hand in his pants lightly nibbled at the tip of her ear from behind.

Li Xianyun, overwhelmed with shyness, arched her neck backward, her eyes shimmering as she called out softly, "My Lord."

Yelu Yan kissed the base of her ear, "Xianxian, be quick, I’m waiting for you."

Li Xianyun hastily replied, "Then let go of me."

Yelu Yan touched her thoroughly a few more times before finally withdrawing his hand from her skirt.

Li Xianyun, not daring to look at the moisture on his hand, quickly walked towards the washroom, provoking the man behind her to laugh out loud.

This man was really too wicked.

After bathing in the washroom, Li Xianyun wiped her hair to semi-dryness before stepping out.

During this time, someone, anxious like ants on a hot pan, had urged her twice at the door, as impatient as can be.

As soon as Li Xianyun stepped out, she saw that tall and robust figure leaning against the doorframe, lazily watching her with a deep smile on his face.

His gaze was direct and scorching.

Li Xianyun glanced at him hurriedly, then lowered her eyelids towards his chest.

Yelu Yan slowly walked up to her, gently pinned her against the wall, and bent down to meet her eyes, "Xianxian, you finally decided to come out, making me wait for so long."