Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

The eighth day of the lunar month, sunny and warm.

Clouds disperse over distant mountains, seagulls frolic in shallow bays; a place for leisurely chess games, a place to avoid worldly thoughts.

Living together on the same island, we rejoice in both victory and defeat, finding joy in the simple pleasures of life.

On the stone table lay a pair of warm, translucent jade dice, which shimmered faintly in the sunlight.

Mei Hua Yaoyao, dressed in a light and soft silk dress, rested her chin on her hand, tapping her fingertips on the table with a sly smile.

"Xiao Yi, how about that? You're no match for me without using tricks, are you?"

A sea breeze blew, making it a bit chilly. Xie Xiaoyi looked down at his appearance and immediately panicked.

The last pair of underwear, completely lost.

Not far away, he could faintly hear Ouyang Qing and Shen Xinyu talking. If he walked out like this, he would lose all face.

In a moment of desperation, he grabbed a soft pillow from the wooden couch and used it to shield himself, then huddled in the bamboo chair, feeling both embarrassed and angry.

"Plum Blossom Yaoyao! You're deliberately trying to trick me, aren't you?"

Yao Yao laughed so hard she almost fell over. She stood up, walked up to him, leaned down, and spoke in a voice that was both sweet and arrogant:

"A bet's a bet. You weren't this cowardly back in the Jieshi City inn."

Xie Xiaoyi hugged the pillow tighter and stubbornly said, "How can that be the same? It was just the two of us then, but now there are other people around."

Mei Hua Yao Yao reached out and tugged at the pillow in front of him: "Look, you're still being polite! There are only a few of us on this island, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid... I'm afraid they'll see and laugh at me!"

"Look at you! When they see you, they'll say you're overestimating yourself by challenging the God of Gamblers' female disciple, and then you'll lose everything except your underwear!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ouyang Qing and Shen Xinyu's laughter gradually faded away, their footsteps receding into the distance, and soon they were completely silent.

Xie Xiaoyi, with his cultivation at the Unity of Heaven and Man realm, only needed to sense the person lightly to confirm that they had gone far away, and his courage immediately grew.

He suddenly raised his hand and swiftly pulled the soft pillow that was blocking his way aside:

"What am I afraid of? I came into this world naked and I'll leave it naked, without any ties. I'll show it to you!"

Upon seeing this, Mei Hua Yao Yao's cheeks instantly flushed red, and she hurriedly turned around, saying, "You...you shameless..."

"Yaoyao, why are you blushing! You've seen it before, are you scared now?"

"Xiao Yi, you block them first! I'm afraid... I'm afraid they'll see and laugh at me!"

Xie Xiaoyi stepped forward, reached out and swept her up in his arms, gently pressing her down onto the wooden couch.

......

The ninth day of the month was sunny with light clouds.

The sky is high and the air is vast, the wind is still and the forest is secluded; one should speak gently and avoid being disrespectful.

If we meet again, our old promise will remain unchanged; I will never betray you in this life.

Inside the wooden cabin on Forget-Me-Not Island, warm sunlight streamed through the windows, falling onto the table.

Xie Xiaoyi pushed open the door and entered, and saw Murong Shishi sitting upright at the table, holding a fine needle between her fingertips, embroidering soft fabric with her head down, the stitches fine and neat.

He approached slowly, his voice gentle: "Sister Shishi, what are you doing?"

Murong Shishi raised her eyes, a gentle smile playing in them. Her fingertips lightly traced the small clothes and swaddling clothes on the table as she softly said:

"Weiwei is pregnant now, regardless of whether she gives birth to a boy or a girl,

I made some small, close-fitting clothes for my child in advance; they were all hand-sewn, and they're very comfortable to wear.

Looking at her gentle appearance, Xie Xiaoyi recalled her past as a lady of a prominent family, yet now she was willing to do such delicate needlework, and his heart was filled with pity.

"Sister Shishi, you were born into a noble family and lived a life of luxury. Now you're on this island, it must be hard for you."

Upon hearing this, Murong Shishi put down her needlework, stood up, and threw herself into his arms, hugging his waist tightly.

"Xiao Yi! You've shown me what it's like to be a woman. I'm so happy that we can live together in seclusion on Forget-Worry Island!"

To be honest, when I secretly left the Su family to come to the island to see you, I was secretly delighted.

Hearing this, Xie Xiaoyi felt a warmth in his heart and leaned down to kiss her forehead: "Thank you for your hard work!"

"No way, Weiwei likes to practice swordsmanship but isn't good at needlework, so as her older sister, of course I have to do it for her."

Seeing that she had been doing needlework for a long time, Xie Xiaoyi assumed that her back must be sore, so he had her lie on the table and gently massaged her to relieve the pain.

With gentle, slow pressure from her fingertips, Xie Xiaoyi looked at the breasts, which were second only to Ouyang Qing's, and felt a slight stirring in her heart.

The massaging hands gradually and unconsciously moved towards her chest, with a hint of intimate probing.

Murong Shishi's cheeks flushed instantly, and she gently pushed him away, saying playfully, "It's not sore here..."

"Sister Shishi, don't move! It's all for your own good."

"You... why would you do this for my sake?"

"This is called 'touching the big one'!" Xie Xiaoyi chuckled, but his hands didn't stop.

......

The tenth day of the month, sunny and windy.

With its wide cliffs and high sky, and the roaring tides, it is a place to let loose and avoid being restrained.

With one heart, we will remain undisturbed year after year.

Xie Xiaoyi had a wonderful dream.

In my dream, there was a dazzling red motorcycle parked there.

The car body is fiery red, with extremely smooth lines that flow seamlessly from front to rear, featuring sharp and captivating curves that are hard to look away from.

He ran his fingers around the car, his gaze settling on the sleek, rounded headlights—

Its glossy, soft finish had a captivating charm, and he couldn't resist reaching out to touch it. The paint was smooth and warm to the touch, with an excellent feel.

Ascend onto the bike, and the bike fits perfectly. The handlebars are the right size, steady, and easy to hold.

He inserted the key and started the engine with a loud "whoosh".

The deep sound exploded instantly, making people's eardrums vibrate and their whole bodies feel slightly numb.

Shift gears, release clutch, and twist accelerator all the way to the floor—

The revs instantly reached full speed, and the engine roared with a continuous boom, the sound wave rising higher and higher, both exciting and sharp.

The speed suddenly increased, and the car lurched forward.

Xie Xiaoyi steadied himself, gripped the handlebars firmly again, the wind whistled past his ears, and the speed of the bike soared.

He kept a steady grip on the steering wheel, speeding smoothly along the road.

As you twist the accelerator deeper and deeper, the engine roar reaches its peak, making you feel like you're being tossed into the clouds, experiencing the ultimate exhilaration.

Only when that irresistible urge reached its peak did he slowly let go.

Consciousness slowly returned, and the person was awake.

Xue Xiaoqi was dressed in red, slowly combing her hair, her hair falling down, making the red dress particularly eye-catching.

Xie Xiaoyi lay on the bed looking at her, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turning up: "Grandma Xiaoqi, I had a dream last night."

Xue Xiaoqi paused, turned her head and glanced at him: "What you had last night, was it really a dream?"