Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

The fifth day of the month was cloudy, and the tide was rising.

A secluded island shrouded in mist, waves crashing against the rocky base—it's a place for seclusion, not for isolation.

As dawn broke, Lin San Niang had just gotten up, her clothes loose and disheveled. She was about to raise her hand to straighten them when an arm reached out from behind and encircled her.

Xie Xiaoyi approached from behind, his hand naturally covering her chest, carefully pulling it closer together.

"We can't leave it loose, or it will sag later, and then it won't look good or feel right!"

Lin San Niang's body went limp, and she reached out to slap his hand away: "You're already so indecent so early in the morning, spouting nonsense."

Xie Xiaoyi chuckled softly, but instead of relaxing his grip, he said, "In my own room, with my own woman, I can say what I want and do what I want."

"If it weren't for the people from the number one manor in the world looking for me, I would have thought you had forgotten about me."

"How could that be? I remember the first time was in Dazhai, Wenshan, and the second time was playing halfway up the mountain..."

"Shut up!" Lin San Niang blushed and interrupted him. "So...so you remembered all of this?"

Xie Xiaoyi chuckled: "Third Sister! Would you be willing to live in seclusion with me on the island?"

Lin San Niang pressed down his unruly hand: "As long as you don't mind, I'll stay on this island with you for the rest of my life!"

......

On the sixth day, it rained and the wind was chilly.

Rain beats against peach blossoms, tide soaks the rocks; tranquility is desirable, worldly affairs should be avoided.

Once we return to our homeland, we'll grow old together on the island, enjoying the tranquility of life.

The rain drizzled on and on, hitting the wooden planks of the cabin with a dull yet reassuring sound.

The heater in the room was burning just right, and it wasn't damp or cold at all.

Yun Qianxun leaned against the table, staring blankly at the rain outside the window, when suddenly someone grabbed her wrist. The next second, Xie Xiaoyi pulled her into his arms and held her tightly around the waist.

"Chihiro-nee, what are you thinking about? You haven't said anything for a while."

Yun Qianxun was held so tightly by him that she couldn't move. She gently placed her hand on his arm and said, "It's nothing. Listening to the rain reminded me of the past..."

Xie Xiaoyi knew that people would feel depressed to some extent on rainy days, and she must have been thinking about the shadow she had left on her back then.

"Sister Chihiro... are you remembering the time I went mad with demonic possession?"

Yun Qianxun remained silent, her ears burning slightly.

Xie Xiaoyi turned her around and gently kissed her neck: "I will feel guilty towards you for the rest of my life for that matter."

At that time, the Ancestral Dragon's True Qi within me exploded, causing me to suffer a qi deviation and lose my senses.

"Xiao Yi..."

"What's wrong?"

"If you hadn't gone mad back then... and I had been acupunctured by you, would you still have forced me?"

"I think...maybe! I'll just be gentler!"

Yun Qianxun rolled her eyes at him and spat, "You're incorrigible! I still prefer you the way you are now."

Seeing her slightly annoyed expression, Xie Xiaoyi felt a surge of warmth in his heart, lowered his head and kissed her lips with an indescribable possessiveness.

"Ugh—"

The kiss was too sudden, and Yun Qianxun's breathing became unsteady. She subconsciously turned her head to catch her breath...

Xie Xiaoyi released her lips and instead gently bit along her jawline, all the way down to her neck.

Yun Qianxun leaned back against the edge of the table, her chest heaving: "Xiao Yi! Don't... what will we do when Qianyu comes back from Yaoqin's?"

"It's raining, and Xiao Nian'an likes to stay with her and play, so she won't be back anytime soon!"

The two had been married for a long time, but every time Yun Qianxun was faced with Xie Xiaoyi's intoxicating tenderness, she still couldn't resist and her whole body would tremble slightly.

She wrapped her arms tightly around Xie Xiaoyi's back, her arms tightening little by little until the two were almost pressed together.

Xie Xiaoyi's hand, which was around her waist, moved downwards to support her knees, and he lifted her up horizontally and gently placed her on the bed.

With a deft flick of her fingers, Yun Qianxun's sash came undone, and her outer garment slid down her shoulder, revealing another beautiful sight.

Xie Xiaoyi leaned closer, enveloping Yun Qianxun beneath him. The fabric rustled softly as any excess covering fell to the side of the bed.

The next moment, the wooden bed sank slightly, accompanied by the continuous sound of rain outside the window, making a low, intermittent creaking sound that gently echoed in the quiet wooden house.

......

The seventh day of the lunar month was cloudy, and the rain stopped.

Fog shrouds the flat beach, tides slumber on the shallow shore; tranquility is best avoided, undisturbed.

Together on one island, our hearts are bound together, and the years pass peacefully.

Deep within Forget-Me-Not Island, the stove inside the wooden cabin still retained warmth, and as dawn broke, the cabin was still shrouded in a light sea mist.

As soon as Ning Yangzi moved, the two people on either side tightened their arms around her.

Xie Xiaoyi buried his face in her neck and mumbled hoarsely, "Sister Ning Yangzi, sleep a little longer, there's no rush."

Ning Yangzi said helplessly, "You guys are in no hurry. My neck and shoulders can't take this kind of abuse."

Ouyang Qing snuggled into her arms, smiling with narrowed eyes: "Sister, look at someone, they're even better at sleeping in than me."

Xie Xiaoyi opened his eyes and glanced at her: "Qing'er, it doesn't hurt anymore, right?"

Ouyang Qing looked down at her chest and snorted, "Brother Xie Mo, you...you just love bullying me!"

"You really do like to bully me. Look, I'm about to bully you again!"

As he spoke, Xie Xiaoyi slowly stood up, his devilish claws reaching for Ouyang Qing's most gifted feature once again.

Ignoring her disheveled appearance, Ouyang Qing pushed herself past Ning Yangzi and preemptively subdued Xie Xiaoyi:

"Brother Xie Mo, since you enjoy bullying me here so much, then I'll let you bully me to your heart's content..."

"Ugh... Qing'er, stop... I'm suffocating!"

"So, Brother Xie Mo, are you going to surrender or not?"

"I don't..." Xie Xiaoyi's face swayed slightly, feigning struggle, but in reality he was secretly enjoying it.

Ouyang Qing sank down further, her soft voice threatening, "Fine! Then I won't get up!"

Xie Xiaoyi reached out and grabbed Ning Yangzi's wrist, feigning a cry for help: "Sister Ning Yangzi, save me!"

Ning Yangzi chuckled and ruffled their hair: "One is willing to hit, and the other is willing to be hit..."

The sound of the waves outside the window was gentle, and the room was warm and cozy. A few words of bickering later, it became an ordinary morning.