Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Mu Pingting smiled upon hearing this, and as she turned around, her skirt swayed slightly, revealing that she had changed into a light white dress.

The warm light of the candlelight fell on the fabric, which clung to the body like a cicada's wing.

It outlines a delicate and undulating silhouette, adding a touch of captivating tenderness amidst the hazy beauty.

Xie Xiaoyi's heart skipped a beat: "Was Master Mu dressed all this way especially for me?"

Mu Pingting nodded and smiled slightly, then bowed in greeting.

As she slightly bent over, her neckline dropped with the movement, and the subtle undulations of her neckline stunned Xie Xiaoyi.

Wow!

so white.

Wow!

so big!

Mu Pingting teased him, noticing his blank stare:

"Young Master Xie, am I prettier, or is my sister Fu Yaoqin prettier?"

Xie Xiaoyi pinched his nose, afraid that it would bleed.

"If I had known that Master Mu was so elegant, I would have turned down ten appointments with Ya Yin Fang just to keep this midnight appointment with you."

Mu Pingting met his gaze, took a small half-step forward, and raised her hand to brush a strand of hair from her temple.

Under the lamplight, she exudes a graceful charm.

"Just now, when you were stopped by Sister Fu Yaoqin at the foot of the steps, why didn't you speak so sweetly?"

Could it be that seeing my thin clothes, you're finally willing to say a few nice words?

Whether someone is sweet-talking or not depends on who they are talking to.

"With Master Mu so radiant and captivating, wouldn't I be wasting this beautiful moment if I were tongue-tied?"

After saying that, Xie Xiaoyi stepped forward and grabbed Mu Pingting's wrist.

Mu Pingting trembled slightly, but did not break free. Instead, she looked up and met his eyes: "Young Master Xie is indeed in a hurry."

Xie Xiaoyi glanced down at the hazy rise and fall of her neckline and grinned roguishly:

"Don't be in a hurry, it's just that Master Mu's appearance is too alluring, it's really hard to resist."

As he spoke, Xie Xiaoyi pulled her into his arms, and with his other hand he wrapped his arm around her slender waist, the force just right to keep her firmly in front of him.

The two were instantly pressed very close, the warmth and softness beneath the thin shirt causing Xie Xiaoyi's fingertips to unconsciously caress it gently.

Mu Pingting's shoulders trembled slightly, her breathing became a little erratic, and she subconsciously raised her hand to press against Xie Xiaoyi's chest.

Xie Xiaoyi held her with one arm and used the other to lift her chin, making her look directly at him.

Why did you choose me instead of Su Mubai?

Xie Xiaoyi asked very directly and boldly, because it was a question that had been bothering him.

Mu Pingting smiled faintly and tapped his chest:

"In this Qingjiang City, when it comes to playing the zither, playing chess, calligraphy, and painting, everyone says I lose to Fu Yaoqin."

But I wasn't satisfied; I was determined to beat her somewhere else.

I can tell that Fu Yaoqin secretly likes you, so I'm going to get there first and take the man she likes for myself.

I see?

When women get jealous, it's truly unimaginable; they realize they're not the hunter but the prey.

Knew it!

High-level hunters often appear as prey.

Xie Xiaoyi disregarded whether he was the hunter or the prey, and leaned closer.

His lips brushed against Mu Pingting's reddened earlobe, causing her body to go limp again, and she let out a soft "Mmm".

Xie Xiaoyi felt a surge of warmth in his heart, and without saying another word, he bent down and picked Mu Pingting up in his arms.

Mu Pingting gasped softly, her arms instinctively wrapping around his neck. Her thin shirt clung to her body, and her soft, warm body fell completely into his embrace.

Xie Xiaoyi turned around and went straight into the inner room's heated tent. He closed the tent curtain, keeping the candlelight outside.

Only a small lamp remained inside the tent, casting overlapping shadows.

Xie Xiaoyi lowered his head and covered Mu Pingting's lips with his, kissing her urgently and passionately.

Mu Pingting was completely lost in passion and let herself go, allowing Xie Xiaoyi to do as he pleased.

After a deep kiss, Xie Xiaoyi gently placed her on the soft plush bed, leaned down, and slowly traced the skin beneath her thin shirt with his palm.

Before long, their clothes were kicked off the bed and landed on the floor.

Xie Xiaoyi had long ago "smelled a woman by her scent," knowing that she was not a virgin and therefore not an ideal "furnace" for dual cultivation.

However, we will use the "Harmony Technique" on her today.

Once the thought was settled, the "Harmony Qi Technique" quietly began to operate, and a faint flow of true energy seeped into Mu Pingting's body.

The warmth traveled along her meridians, slowly merging with the primordial yin energy within her body.

Mu Pingting felt her whole body burning up, her body going limp and powerless. Her fingers unconsciously entwined around Xie Xiaoyi's hair, pulling him towards her chest.

Xie Xiaoyi then used the dual cultivation technique to draw the two people's energy together, which then flowed back into his body.

The soft curtains swayed gently, exuding a subtle, ethereal aura; the myriad charms remained unspoken.

The next morning.

Mu Pingting woke up first, put on a thin robe, and sat in front of the bronze mirror, intending to do her makeup.

But upon seeing it, I felt a sudden tightness in my chest; it was terrifying.

The bronze mirror reflected the scattered red marks on her neck, which extended along her neckline to her collarbone, and there were also marks of varying depths on her chest.

Mu Pingting gently traced the marks with her fingertips, and her whole body trembled slightly at the touch, feeling both ashamed and angry.

Biting her lip, she turned and rushed to the bedside.

Xie Xiaoyi was still fast asleep when Mu Pingting raised her small fist and punched his chest several times.

"Thank you!"

You're so bad!

Look what you've done to me!

My neck and collarbone are covered in these red marks; how can I possibly go out in public looking like this!

Xie Xiaoyi was jolted awake by the punch, his drowsiness instantly vanishing. Upon seeing the sight, a smile deepened in his eyes.

He reached out and pulled Mu Pingting into his arms, making her sit between his legs, holding her tightly around the waist.

"Sister Pinting! What's the rush? This is my mark. When others see it, they'll know you're mine."

"What kind of mark is this! Having such a shameful mark on my body will make me lose all face!"

"hehe!

Where I used to live, this wasn't called a shameful mark; it was called a hickey.

It's a unique mark left when you like someone; the more genuine it is, the more beautiful it is.

Mu Pingting was startled, momentarily forgetting to struggle, and looked up to meet his eyes, her face full of confusion:

"Growing strawberries? That's a strange name. Who calls such a mark something so odd?"

No sooner had the words left her lips than a soft knock came from the door, accompanied by the gentle voice of a maid from Yushengfang:

"Master, it's getting late."

Several regular customers are waiting downstairs for you to play the zither, and the accountant is also waiting for you to check the accounts.

Upon hearing this, Mu Pingting's face tightened, and she hurriedly clutched her thin clothes, afraid that the red marks on her collar would be revealed. She called out urgently towards the door:

"I haven't been feeling well these past two days and it's inconvenient for me to see anyone."

"The zither playing will be postponed for now, and the accountant will handle the accounts himself. You may leave now."

The maid responded with a "Yes," and the sound of her footsteps gradually faded away.

The tent fell silent for a moment. Mu Pingting snapped out of her daze and nudged Xie Xiaoyi:

"You should get up and leave quickly, go back to your own inn."

Xie Xiaoyi smiled with narrowed eyes:

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Let's go back to the inn first."

Don't worry, these red marks will disappear in less than three days.

Upon hearing that it would take three days, Mu Pingting immediately pouted and said coquettishly, "You...you're so mean!"