Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

When Hua Suwen heard Xie Xiaoyi ask if she could kiss him, she suddenly looked up, about to say no.

"Ugh!!"

Before she could finish speaking, Xie Xiaoyi silenced her with a kiss.

His kiss was intense, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

Hua Suwen's mind went blank, and she could only feel Xie Xiaoyi's tongue frantically entwining with her cherry lips.

This was her first kiss, and the unprecedented feeling startled her so much that she trembled all over. She instinctively tried to turn her head away, but Xie Xiaoyi grabbed the back of her neck. The force wasn't strong, but it was enough to make her obediently submit.

Hua Suwen struggled for a while, then finally closed her eyes, clung to Xie Xiaoyi's back with both hands, and began to respond little by little.

Xie Xiaoyi noticed this, of course. He played hard to get, and slightly parted his lips.

"Senior sister, you are mine..."

Hua Suwen was completely captivated by his charm. She reached out and hooked her arms around his neck, then stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to bite his lips, her voice soft and cloying.

"Hmm...it's yours."

Xie Xiaoyi's heart skipped a beat, and his previously loosened hand suddenly tightened, kissing her more urgently and aggressively than before.

Hua Suwen closed her eyes, basking in the warmth of his love.

She only realized something was wrong when she felt her collar being ripped open and a hand reaching inside, and then she began to resist again.

"Junior brother, no, no... no..."

Xie Xiaoyi's lips curled slightly. To him, this "no, no" sound was just as exciting as the "Yamete" from the female protagonist in the Japanese movies he watched before his transmigration.

Now he can't stop.

"Senior sister, don't resist, you can't escape." With that, Xie Xiaoyi began to undo Hua Suwen's outer garment.

Hua Suwen was horrified and crossed her arms protectively in front of her chest. "Junior brother, don't do this, Master..."

"We're too far away for Master to hear. Besides, Master wouldn't object to Junior Brother liking Senior Sister."

"That's nonsense. Master doesn't object to junior brother liking senior sister, but he also didn't make junior brother take off senior sister's clothes."

Xie Xiaoyi ignored her.

His instincts as a womanizer, combined with Hua Suwen's unique purity as a virgin, fueled his growing rage.

Now, let alone his master, even if the Heavenly King himself came, he wouldn't be able to stop.

Seeing that he remained unmoved, Hua Suwen pleaded, "Junior brother, please stop, I beg you."

But such pleas for mercy were like adding fuel to the fire for the man. Xie Xiaoyi lowered his head and gently bit her earlobe.

"Senior sister, I like you. I've been holding back for so long, please stop resisting, okay?"

Hua Suwen felt a strange sensation when her earlobe was bitten, as if a switch had been flipped.

Her heart softened, her crossed hands went limp, and she turned her head away and closed her eyes.

This relaxation is tacit consent.

Xie Xiaoyi pulled her into his arms, lifted her up horizontally, and gently placed her on his bed. He quickly and neatly untied her clothes.

Hua Suwen did not refuse again. It wasn't until her clothes were half off and their skin was touching that she let out a soft moan.

A sudden inspiration struck Xie Xiaoyi, and he quietly began to circulate the "Qi Harmony Technique".

This technique requires dual cultivation with a virgin to be effective. He deliberately suppressed his internal energy, slowly moving along with the intertwined breaths of the two, not daring to disturb his senior sister beneath him.

Before long, warm breaths began to mingle, and Hua Suwen felt a surge of true energy flow into her body from where the two were touching, so comfortable that she couldn't help but groan.

Unbeknownst to her, that warm current was the internal energy drawn by the "Harmony Qi Technique," flowing along her meridians and then returning to Xie Xiaoyi's body.

After an unknown amount of time, everything returned to calm.

Hua Suwen was so tired she could barely keep her eyes open. She nestled in Xie Xiaoyi's arms, her breathing gradually becoming steady.

Xie Xiaoyi, however, was wide awake. He could clearly feel that the previously stagnant third-grade internal energy within his body was now surging wildly.

It felt as if the meridians had been widened, and a more powerful flow of energy surged into the dantian.

"boom--"

A soft sound exploded inside his body.

His internal energy suddenly surged, and the barrier that had kept him stuck at the peak of the third rank for so long was easily broken through!

Xie Xiaoyi suddenly opened his eyes, a look of wild joy flashing in them.

He secretly channeled his inner strength, and a wisp of energy several times stronger than before condensed at his fingertips—that was a genuine fourth-grade cultivation level!

Cool!

An indescribable sense of exhilaration swept over my entire body, more enjoyable than any other time I had ever picked flowers.

He looked down at the peaceful sleeping face of the person in his arms, a smug smile playing on his lips.

This "Harmony Technique" is indeed powerful; Hua Suwen's pure virginity is simply the perfect vessel for cultivation.

What's even more amazing is that she was deeply in love with him and had no idea that he had secretly sabotaged her.

Xie Xiaoyi tightened his arms, holding Hua Suwen even closer, then stroked the hair of the person in his arms, his mind racing with calculations.

This Aikido technique is amazing!

In this way, he reached the fourth rank of cultivation.

If I continue to pursue women and pick up flowers like this, wouldn't I be able to reach the peak of the ninth rank and have the physique of the "Vajra Holy Guardian" realm?

pity.

The peak of the ninth rank is something I've only heard rumors about in the martial arts world; I've never actually seen anyone reach the point where their Qi becomes armor and they are impervious to swords and spears.

Thinking about this, Xie Xiaoyi fell into a reverie.

......

As dawn broke, a pale, fish-belly white light peeked through the window paper.

Hua Suwen woke up feeling weak all over, and the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was Xie Xiaoyi's sleeping face.

She then realized she was still nestled in his arms, her clothes half-undone. Thinking of the scene from last night, she felt her ears burning with embarrassment and hurriedly got up.

"Senior sister, why are you running?" Xie Xiaoyi reached out and pulled her back into his arms, deliberately rubbing his palm against her chest, and chuckled, "So you're just going to abandon her after starting something?"

To start something and then abandon it?

This junior brother is always talking nonsense. The way he's saying this makes it sound like I took advantage of him, and that I'm the one who wanted to run away after taking advantage of him.

"So you were awake all along," Hua Suwen said, raising her hand to punch him in the chest. "What nonsense are you spouting! It was clearly you... you were the one who bullied me!"

Xie Xiaoyi grabbed her wrist and played with her soft, boneless little hand.

"Bully?

Senior sister, you're being too polite.

I took your body, and you took my heart. How can this be considered bullying?

After saying that, his hands began to wander improperly over Hua Suwen's body, causing Hua Suwen to panic and become flustered.

"Stop fooling around! If Master sees this... I'll be too ashamed to show my face."

Since she, a young lady, had said such things, Xie Xiaoyi felt embarrassed to tease her any further and lowered his head to kiss the corner of her lips.

"Senior sister, I won't make trouble anymore, I'll listen to you."

Hua Suwen blushed and grabbed her scattered clothes to put them on. Before leaving, she glared at him fiercely.

"If you dare do that again... I'm ignoring you."

Xie Xiaoyi didn't say anything, got up and stretched, but found that his waist muscles were a little tight.

This reminded Xie Mo and Xie Xiaoyi of a poem from the novel "Jin Ping Mei," which they had secretly read before their transmigration:

The body of twenty-eight beauties is like a crisp,

With a sword at his waist, he could slay ordinary men.

Although no heads were lost.

Secretly, I'll teach you to drain your very marrow.

......

A woman's waist is a deadly weapon.

The ancients were right!