Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Fu Yaoqin was waiting for Su Mubai's response, but he remained silent for a long time.

She assumed the other person was angry and was about to lift the veil herself when, unexpectedly, there was a movement beside her the next moment.

A slightly warm hand slowly rose, its fingers gently touching the red veil on her forehead.

It's not lifting, it's just rolling upwards little by little, very slowly.

Fu Yaoqin asked curiously, "What are you trying to do?"

The other party did not answer.

The red silk was rolled into a narrow strip, still completely covering her eyes, with only a shallow mark at her brow bone, like a blindfold used for hide-and-seek.

The hand went around behind her head and gently tied the red silk ribbon securely.

The world before my eyes was completely enveloped in a dark red glow.

Fu Yaoqin froze, her voice trembling, "Mu Bai... what are you doing?"

"Keep quiet."

The person beside me finally spoke, their voice very low, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Before she could react, an arm had already wrapped around her waist, pulling her firmly into his embrace.

Fu Yaoqin trembled and instinctively tried to pull back, but was suddenly held in place by the force.

The next second, a kiss landed on her cheek, burning her whole body.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Yaoqin was pressed down hard against her body.

"Hmm..."

Caught off guard, she let out a soft moan and frantically raised her hand to push him away: "Mu Bai! Let go of me!"

The man remained motionless, his lips moving before suddenly landing on her chin.

Fu Yaoqin was anxious and flustered. Her force of pushing fell on the other person's shoulder, but it was like hitting a solid wall. She couldn't push him away at all.

"Please don't be like this... I have something to tell you. I already have someone in my heart. Please let me finish, okay?"

The other person still didn't respond, but only hugged her tighter, pressing down on the back of her neck with his other hand, a force that she couldn't resist.

Fu Yaoqin's eyes welled up with tears. In her struggle, she raised her hand to try and untie the red ribbon tied behind her head. She wanted to see why Su Mubai was acting this way.

But as soon as his hands touched the red silk in front of him, his wrists were suddenly tightened.

The man grabbed her wrists with one hand, crossed her hands, lifted them up sharply, and pressed them firmly onto the pillow above her head.

With a steady force, Fu Yaoqin was pinned to the bed, unable to move, looking like she was being held down in surrender.

"Mu Bai... let me go, this... this is not what I want."

Fu Yaoqin struggled desperately, but as soon as she exerted force with her arms, the hand above her head tightened and pressed down, rendering her unable to move.

As soon as she twisted her body, she was pressed heavily against the other person's chest, rendering her unable to resist.

Every struggle only leads to deeper confinement.

In the darkness, there was only the sound of their breaths mingling, and her suppressed, shallow gasps.

Fu Yaoqin's body went limp, filled with panic and confusion. Her voice trembled with tears as she whispered, "Mu Bai...please, listen to me first..."

The other person ignored her, his dark red gaze fixed on her, his heavy breathing and scorching breath falling on her ear.

Before Fu Yaoqin could speak again, the other person's lips had already begun to move down, brushing past her chin and pressing hard against her neck, moving back and forth.

"Mmm..." Fu Yaoqin couldn't help but let out a soft moan, "No... Mu Bai, stop!"

The man ignored her, and with his other hand slowly loosened his grip on the back of her neck, sliding down her shoulder to explore her chest.

Fu Yaoqin tensed up, her voice rising in tears: "Su Mubai, can't we talk this out? Don't be like this..."

The other person remained silent, then gently hooked his finger, slowly opening the collar of her clothes and kissing down her collarbone.

Fu Yaoqin's wrists were pressed above her head, and her body was pinned against the other person's chest, leaving her unable to move and at the mercy of the other person.

She was panicked and confused, in pain and with a dry, aching sensation: "Su Mubai... please, stop..."

The other party continued to do as they pleased, and their hand became increasingly unruly.

Unaware of the horror of those around him, he forcibly removed her silk robe and ruined her beauty.

Fu Yaoqin was pushed to the limit, her whole body trembling, her voice suddenly becoming shrill, filled with a desperate, do-or-die attitude:

"Su Mubai! If you don't stop... I'll bite my tongue and kill myself!"

The moment the words left his mouth, all the pressure on him froze.

The hand that had been holding her wrists loosened its grip, and she even paused in her breathing.

Fu Yaoqin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself, "Su Mubai was finally intimidated by my words."

If it were Xie Mo, who knows what domineering yet flirtatious things he would say, or he might even bully me even more.

Thinking of Xie Xiaoyi, Fu Yaoqin felt a pang of sadness. It turned out that her mind was filled with that lecherous scoundrel.

She was about to tell Su Mubai to move off her.

Unexpectedly, warm lips brushed against her ear, and someone called out, "Sister Yaoqin..."

This sound was like a thunderclap, making Fu Yaoqin's blood freeze.

"What? You...you're not Su Mubai?"

As she spoke, Fu Yaoqin reached out to pull at the red silk covering her eyes, and said urgently, "I...I want to see you!"

The moment the ribbon was ripped open, blinding light fell down, revealing Xie Xiaoyi's face.

It's him.

It was Xie Xiaoyi, whom she had been thinking about day and night and who had appeared repeatedly in her dreams these past two days.

He was right in front of her, and his roguishly handsome charm made her head spin.

She felt that the person in front of her was unbelievably handsome, and she was completely captivated at first glance.

Fu Yaoqin was completely stunned, her voice trembling, her face filled with disbelief:

"What...what's wrong with me? Am I...dreaming?"

Xie Xiaoyi pressed himself against her again, breathing into her ear, "Hmm, Sister Yaoqin, you're dreaming."

Fu Yaoqin's mind was in turmoil, and all her struggles, resistance, and panic collapsed at this moment.

Since it's a dream... since it's a dream...

So, in my dreams, I can do whatever I want?

Then keep doing it, that's good, don't wake up...

Fu Yaoqin suddenly looked up and kissed Xie Xiaoyi's lips.

Xie Xiaoyi was taken aback, then tilted his head and agreed.

Fu Yaoqin immediately reached out, wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, hugged him tightly, flipped him over, and pinned him down.

Looking down at Xie Xiaoyi with a fierce expression of anger and grievance, she bit down on the corner of his lip...

Since it's all a dream, he certainly won't feel any pain.

Therefore, Fu Yaoqin used a force that seemed to be venting her anger, showing no mercy whatsoever.

"hiss--"

Xie Xiaoyi frowned, wincing in pain as he begged for mercy, "Sister Yaoqin, it hurts... don't bite me..."

"Xie Mo, in my dreams I want to bite you, I want to be with you..."