Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

The next day, Hua Yue ignored Xie Xiaoyi for the entire day, feeling a surge of anger inside.

I just don't believe Liverpool could lose 3-0. To actually calculate that is simply absurd.

Around 10 p.m., Xie Xiaoyi was lying in bed watching Aizawa Minami's videos when the door was suddenly kicked open with a loud bang.

Hua Yue rushed in, wearing a black silk slip dress with the hem just past her thighs, making her skin appear radiantly white.

She held up her phone, her voice trembling:

"Xiao Hua! It's really 3-0! Manchester City 3-0 Liverpool! How did you calculate that?!"

Xie Xiaoyi didn't even look up, and slowly said, "I told you before, it's approved."

Hua Yue lunged at the bedside, grabbing his arm and shaking it wildly: "Do you have some inside information? Or can you really tell fortunes? Tell me!"

With her sudden movement, her silk nightgown, which clung to her body, brushed against Xie Xiaoyi's arm, the soft touch of which was quite noticeable.

Xie Xiaoyi was embarrassed and could only force a smile and pretend to be calm: "Yeah! Do you believe me now?"

Hua Yue blushed, gritted her teeth, and said, "Fine! I know what to do next."

"sister......"

"what?"

"Let go!"

"What's wrong?"

"You're driving me crazy again."

Hua Yue was stunned for a moment, and then followed his stiff gaze downwards, only to realize that she was still holding his arm.

The silk nightgown was very form-fitting, and he had gotten so excited and close to her earlier, no wonder he was so tense.

What's wrong with my younger brother?

They usually only criticize supermodels and always mock me for having a bad figure.

Why am I suddenly in such an awkward situation today?

Understood.

Girls definitely change a lot as they grow up; now she's so sexy that even her own brother can't resist her.

Instead of letting go, she deliberately moved closer to him, her voice tinged with a mischievous laugh:

"What, did you discover my natural beauty? You're up to no good now?"

Xie Xiaoyi gritted his teeth, pushed back with his hand, and pinned Hua Yue against the door.

Hua Yue was stunned, her cheeks flushed: "What...what are you doing? Why are you pinning me against the wall?"

"Sis, what are you thinking about? Have you ever heard of the Westermark effect?"

"so what?"

"So no matter how sexy you dress, I don't feel anything. Don't kid me. You should leave. Don't stop me from admiring beautiful women."

The door clicked shut in front of Hua Yue.

She stood outside the door, stunned for a long while. That brat, always trying to act cool...

Xie Xiaoyi saw Hua Yue off, lay back on the bed, and let out a long sigh of relief.

I've had a fairly pleasant few days here. I wonder how Sister Ning Yangzi and Qing'er are doing?

And my aunt...

Thinking of Xie Lingyun, he suddenly sat bolt upright in bed: "What happened... what on earth happened?!"

Wasn't this all planned beforehand?

Once the power of the auspicious beast within me stabilizes, I can go back...

How long has it been?

Why is there no sound at all?

"Well--"

Xie Xiaoyi grew increasingly frantic, letting out a low growl as he pounded the bed with his fists: "I want to go back... I want to go back to ancient times!"

Just then, the phone rang.

Caller ID: Murong Wei.

On the phone, Murong Wei's voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of pleading: "Brother Hua, where are you? I miss you..."

Xie Xiaoyi leaned against the headboard, trying her best to calm herself down.

What should I do?

Since I have nothing to do right now, why don't I flirt with Murong Wei?

He casually swiped his fingers across the screen, his tone becoming languid: "Miss me? What's the use of just thinking about me?"

Murong Wei chuckled on the other end: "Does Brother Hua want to see me?"

I'm waiting for you at the rooftop lounge of the Genting Platinum Hyatt Hotel. I've reserved the best spot with a great view for you; I'm just waiting for you to come.

"Okay, wait here, I'm coming right now."

Xie Xiaoyi hung up the phone, grabbed his coat, and headed out the door.

The frustration of not being able to go back to ancient times hadn't dissipated, so I decided to go out for some fresh air and deal with Murong Wei at the same time.

The rooftop lounge at the Genting Platinum Hyatt Hotel is dimly lit and features soft music.

Murong Wei was already waiting by the window, wearing a black short skirt. When she saw Xie Xiaoyi come in, she immediately stood up to greet him: "Brother Hua, you're here."

Xie Xiaoyi sat down on the sofa casually, smiling faintly, "What do you want?"

Murong Wei sat down next to him, leaning slightly towards him: "I missed you, and I just wanted to see you."

Xie Xiaoyi tilted his head and scanned her—

They're practically identical.

She looks just like the ancient Murong Wei, or rather, the ancient Murong Wei looks just like her. She has a hot figure, with big breasts and a curvy bottom.

The two women have completely different temperaments; one is like an ancient female knight-errant, while the other is like a spoiled young lady from a wealthy family.

There's no reason not to eat this kind of dessert that's delivered to your door.

Besides, I'm feeling really irritable right now, so I might as well indulge myself and let myself get corrupted.

Xie Xiaoyi didn't stand on ceremony and reached out to pinch Murong Wei's chin, lifting it slightly.

Murong Wei's body went limp, and her eyes softened.

So obedient?

This is much more obedient than the ancient Murong Wei who would stab him to death the moment they met.

Xie Xiaoyi slid his finger down and gently pressed below her collarbone: "They say nine out of ten big, perky women are fake, what about yours?"

Murong Wei blushed slightly, a hint of embarrassment in her eyes, and gently pressed down his unruly hand: "Brother Hua, don't do that!"

Little brat, still pretending to be innocent with me?

Xie Xiaoyi chuckled, withdrew his hand, and stood up to walk towards the door: "I was overthinking it. Well, I'm leaving now. Have fun by yourself."

Murong Wei panicked and immediately stood up to hug him from behind, her voice soft and urgent:

"Brother Hua, I'm all yours now, please...please don't leave!"

"But I don't want to waste my time."

"Brother Hua, the lounge is crowded and inconvenient. I booked the presidential suite upstairs; it's quiet and has a night view. Want to go up and sit for a bit?"

"Okay, that's more like it."

Murong Wei immediately took Xie Xiaoyi's arm and quickly walked towards the elevator.

As soon as the suite door closed, she tiptoed closer.

Xie Xiaoyi wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his embrace.

The lights flickered, and two figures slumped on the bed, rolled off the bed to the floor, and then moved from the floor to the bathroom, without stopping.

Afterwards, Murong Wei grabbed some scattered clothes from the ground and wrapped them around herself, but when she saw the holes in them, she froze.

He's really violent!

She pouted helplessly and casually grabbed Xie Xiaoyi's black shirt draped over the foot of the bed and put it on.

The wide hem of the dress fell to mid-thigh, loosely wrapping around her body, with the neckline slightly open, barely covering what needed to be covered.

She looked at Xie Xiaoyi and said, "You've torn it all, so I'll just have to make do with yours for now."

Xie Xiaoyi grinned mischievously and reached out, hooking his fingertips around the hem of her shirt: "It fits you well."

Murong Wei blushed and mimicked Marilyn Monroe clutching her skirt: "Brother Hua, what are you up to now?"

"think!"