Chapter 933: Zi Yan's soft rice
"Ah!"
As Xiao Yan's large hand moved, Zi Yan cried out in fright.
Although Xiao Yan's daughters and sons had all grown up, and more than a decade had passed since he became an Emperor, Zi Yan had only tried such things once, back in the blood pool of the Wild Ancient Region. After that, she had either been cultivating in hibernation or on her way to hibernating.
After all, for the Dragon Race, both sleeping and cultivating took an extremely long time. Zi Yan was still rather inexperienced with certain matters.
Seeing Zi Yan's delicate, flushed appearance, her cheeks seeming to glisten with moisture and her beautiful eyes showing a strange hue, a sly glint flashed through Xiao Yan's eyes. He laughed wickedly. "Hehehe, little Zi Yan."
Of course, Xiao Yan could not actually do anything here. This was the wilderness, and moreover, it was the territory of the Dragon Race. Nalan Yanran and Yun Yun were still waiting a thousand miles away, and with their perception, they could naturally sense what was happening here.
"Let Zi Yan go!"
Just as Xiao Yan and Zi Yan were rolling around and playfully tussling on the ground, an angry roar suddenly came from nearby.
Xiao Yan sat up straight and looked toward the young man in the distance. He drawled, "Where did this little nobody come from? How can he be so blind as to interrupt the intimacy between husband and wife?"
Hearing Xiao Yan call them husband and wife, the sudden young man's face flushed red. Anger surged through him, and he shouted sternly, "Impossible! Zi Yan is a noble member of the Dragon Race. How could a lowly human like you possibly be worthy of her?"
Xiao Yan had not even become angry