Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

The candlelight inside flickered, casting a dim light.

Xie Xiaoyi was completely at a loss; this was utterly contrary to the natural order.

In the past, if a beautiful woman had taken the initiative like that, he would have seized the opportunity to unleash that "Rasengan," the kind that involves flicking both hands in quick succession.

But who is this person in front of me?

He has the best looks in the world and the fourth best martial arts skills.

Facing Xie Lingyun, he truly had the desire but not the courage.

Before he could finish the sentence, Xie Lingyun grabbed his collar and pulled him sharply towards himself.

"Mmm—" Xie Xiaoyi was caught off guard when her lips were forcibly sealed.

Immediately afterwards, Xie Lingyun relentlessly kissed him, the rough kiss causing him to lose his senses instantly.

Her lips were slightly cool, yet exceptionally moist, carrying a cool, refreshing fragrance.

The kiss was domineering, yet so tender that it was unforgettable.

What is this?

Was I molested by the most beautiful woman in the world?

Xie Lingyun's kiss grew deeper and deeper, as if he wanted to pour out all the longing he had suppressed for eighteen years.

Xie Xiaoyi composed himself, raised one hand to embrace her slender waist, and with the other hand he gripped the back of her neck, responding swiftly and eagerly.

Their lips met, filled with the rich aroma of strong liquor and the pure, innocent scent unique to her.

Xie Xiaoyi was so overwhelmed with pleasure that she almost forgot to breathe, only following Xie Lingyun's movements. But the next second, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her lips.

It's a bite!

Xie Xiaoyi groaned, quickly turning his head away, his tongue brushing against his lower lip, tasting a mouthful of metallic sweetness—

She bit him so hard that blood was drawn, and a little blood was sliding down the corner of his lip.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips and tentatively asked, "Senior... are you drunk?"

"I'm not drunk, I'm insane." Xie Lingyun's eyes were red with tears. "I'm insane. I waited eighteen years for you to come back, and then I foolishly let you go..."

Wait for me to come back?

Xie Xiaoyi was surprised for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Then...can I stay?"

Xie Lingyun did not answer him, but suddenly looked up, his gaze intense yet unwavering:

"I don't care if you're a notorious womanizer or some low-level brothel owner. You once did things for me... so I can do anything for you too."

"senior?"

"Don't call me senior!"

"aunt?"

"I don't want to be your aunt!"

"Not going to be an aunt? Then what will you be?"

"Ugh—"

Xie Lingyun tiptoed up, cupped Xie Xiaoyi's nape with his palm, pressed his head down, and covered him with his lips again.

This kiss was more intense than before. As their lips and teeth intertwined, her tongue slowly mended the broken skin on his lip, the force so strong and urgent that it almost devoured Xie Xiaoyi.

Xie Xiaoyi was no longer passive. With one hand, she gently tugged at Xie Lingyun's collar, while the other hand slipped inside the edge of her loose collar.

The moment my fingertips touched it, it was like a spring breeze suddenly blowing into a cold plum branch, shattering a moment of tranquility.

Xie Lingyun froze abruptly, suddenly regaining his senses.

What are we doing?

She raised her hand and pulled Xie Xiaoyi's restless hand away, hurriedly taking half a step back, her voice slightly tense:

"You...you get some rest, I...I need to go back."

So what if you're fourth in martial arts?

It's unreasonable to think you can just leave after provoking someone's anger.

There aren't even windows, let alone doors.

Xie Xiaoyi had already set a scoring standard for women's appearance in his mind.

One hundred points is the maximum score, and anything over sixty points is considered acceptable.

When he was a notorious womanizer, he had his own motto in life:

I'm willing to put my heart into it, even if it's only 60 points.

For those who score 70, try to get close.

Those who score 80 points are willing to take risks.

A score of 90 would allow him to disregard all laws.

A beauty like Xie Lingyun, who is over 100 points and has no flaws, actually offered herself up...

Even if it's a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire, we must brave it today.

The moment Xie Ling turned around, her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and with a slight force, her back was pressed firmly against Xie Xiaoyi's burning chest, and she was momentarily stunned.

Xie Xiaoyi took the opportunity to put one arm around her waist and the other hand around her chin, gently turning her face towards him and kissing her.

This kiss was no longer passive, but entirely proactive. Xie Lingyun was held tightly in his arms, and he could feel his heart pounding like a drum.

Her cheeks were flushed, and she gently turned her head away, saying, "No...don't do this, I want to go back to my room!"

"Don't go!"

Xie Xiaoyi forcefully turned her body around, one hand around her waist, while the other hand did whatever it wanted.

"No... I... I don't want this!"

Xie Lingyun placed her hands against his chest, trying to push him away, but Xie Xiaoyi's technique was already highly skilled, causing her heart to flutter involuntarily.

The force of her resistance grew weaker and weaker, until finally only her fingers unconsciously caressed Xie Xiaoyi's clothes...

Xie Xiaoyi noticed her softening, and in a moment of hesitation, he raised his hand to support her knees, and with a little effort, he lifted her up horizontally.

His arms steadily supported Xie Lingyun's legs, and he turned and walked towards the bed.

The person in his arms trembled slightly, their fingers tightening around his clothes, and their resistance completely ceased.

She buried her cheek in his neck, her hot breath falling on his skin, bringing a tingling tenderness.

Xie Xiaoyi felt this rare tenderness, walked to the bedside, leaned down and gently placed the person in his arms without causing any jolt.

In the silence of the room, he leaned forward, placing his palms on either side of her, gently encircling Xie Lingyun in his shadow.

Xie Lingyun unconsciously pressed her palm against his chest, causing her breathing to become erratic and her chest to rise and fall.

She had completely lost the fierceness of being the fourth best martial artist in the world, leaving only a touch of a woman's coquettishness.

Xie Xiaoyi smiled slightly, his fingers gently brushing across her waist, and with a light hook, the sash binding her clothes came undone.

Then she raised her hand and gently brushed it aside, and the loose collar of her clothes slowly slid down her shoulder, revealing a warm and lustrous white under the candlelight.

Xie Lingyun exclaimed in surprise and subconsciously tried to tighten his clothes, but Xie Xiaoyi gently pressed his wrist down.

He leaned down and kissed her lips again, then transformed into a clone of Naruto Uzumaki from "Naruto".

Rasengan, Dayu Rasengan, Rasengan continuously.

Xie Lingyun was confused and infatuated. He slowly closed his eyes, letting his kiss slide from his lips to his chin and then to the side of his neck, bringing a tingling sensation like an electric current.

The itch spread from her skin to her heart, making her go weak and completely let down her guard.

Xie Xiaoyi yanked the curtain and let it fall slowly, concealing all the candlelight in the room. The people inside were entangled and unable to distinguish one another.

The candlelight continued to flicker, swaying and trembling relentlessly...