Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Xie Xiaoyi brought the wine cup to his lips, but instead of drinking, he looked at Han Tanxiang on the table:

"The wine brewed by Li Qinglian, the Immortal of Wine, is indeed extraordinary. Being able to drink with Master Fu today is a fitting tribute to it."

Fu Yaoqin picked up her wine glass, took a sip, and felt the wine go down her throat, its crispness accompanied by a hint of sweetness.

He put down his wine glass and gently tapped the edge of the table with his hand.

"Yesterday... thank you for the wine, young hero."

"Giving wine as a gift is nothing. If Master Fu likes it, I will..."

"Thank you, young hero! Drink your wine, but don't talk nonsense."

Xie Xiaoyi cursed inwardly.

Depend on!

Still so reserved.

This woman!

No wonder she's still a virgin.

She's such a troublesome little devil.

Xie Xiaoyi chuckled softly, tilted his head back, and drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.

He reached out and picked up the wine jar, refilled both of their cups, and raised an eyebrow with a smile:

"Is Master Fu afraid that I'll say something inappropriate? Don't worry, I only talk about romance, not personal matters."

Fu Yaoqin pursed her lips, didn't reply, but simply picked up her wine glass and took another small sip.

She is currently experiencing an internal struggle.

My heart was pounding like a rabbit's.

It was just ordinary incense, yet it made her cheeks flush and her breathing become erratic.

After a few more drinks, Fu Yaoqin's cheeks flushed even more.

I felt as if something was gently scratching my chest, a tingling, numb sensation.

"Thank you, young hero..."

I truly loved the line you said yesterday, "I offered my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shone on the gutter."

"I'm just spouting nonsense; I'm afraid I'll make the shopkeeper laugh at me."

"I'm telling the truth. Young Master Xie's talent is such that he can compose beautiful verses with ease, and his words flow like a flowing stream, always full of elegance."

Xie Xiaoyi was thrilled by the praise.

"It's just a spontaneous expression of my feelings; it's hardly worthy of serious consideration."

As he spoke, he began pouring wine for Fu Yaoqin.

"Come, have another cup. This 'Cold Pool Fragrance' paired with the sunset is the perfect way to make the most of this beautiful time."

Fu Yaoqin was always self-possessed, but surrounded by that faint fragrance, she felt a warmth spreading through her body, and she didn't refuse anymore, raising her hand to accept the wine glass.

Seeing this, Xie Xiaoyi's eyes flashed with a triumphant smile.

His gaze remained fixed on Fu Yaoqin's heaving chest, waiting for the effects of the Love Silk Entanglement to slowly take hold.

After drinking the wine.

Xie Xiaoyi picked up the wine jar, about to add wine to Fu Yaoqin's cup, but she raised her hand and pressed down on the rim of the cup.

Fu Yaoqin gently shook her head, her voice as soft as if it had been soaked in water:

"I don't know why, but even though I didn't drink that much, I already feel the effects of the alcohol."

Xie Xiaoyi took the opportunity to grasp her delicate hand that was blocking the wine and gently kneaded it a couple of times.

Fu Yaoqin's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly withdrew her hand, got up and walked outside.

Before the door even opened, Xie Xiaoyi swiftly grabbed her wrist. The force wasn't strong, but she couldn't break free.

"What...what are you doing?"

"Only when the wine is flowing freely can one truly appreciate this beautiful moment."

Xie Xiaoyi's voice lowered, becoming somewhat seductive, as he leaned very close.

The scent of wine mingled with the fragrance of love clung to Fu Yaoqin, enveloping her completely.

Fu Yaoqin's heart skipped a beat, her cheeks burned, and she hurriedly pulled her hand back forcefully.

"Young Master Xie, let go!"

The more she struggled, the tighter Xie Xiaoyi gripped her, and his other hand naturally wrapped around her waist.

Fu Yaoqin turned around abruptly, but Xie Xiaoyi grabbed her from behind.

Fu Yaoqin panicked and reached out to pry Xie Xiaoyi's arm away, her voice tinged with pleading:

"Let me go... How dare you!"

"presumptuous?"

Xie Xiaoyi kissed the nape of her neck, his breath hot. "You little devil, your body is much more honest than you are."

Fu Yaoqin was stunned.

A mischievous little devil?

Does the body's reaction tell the truth?

What... what kind of strange and inappropriate words are these?

Seeing her in a daze, Xie Xiaoyi seized the opportunity and reached his hand inside her clothes.

Fu Yaoqin felt weak all over, and her mind went blank.

She herself didn't know what he wanted to touch, until his hand discerned a pattern—

She was startled and grabbed the unruly hand.

"You...stop!"

"Stop?" Xie Xiaoyi tightened his grip, his voice low as a whisper, "If you say let go now, I can leave immediately."

"I...I..." Fu Yaoqin's eyelashes trembled violently, and her lips were bitten white by her teeth.

The words "let go" were right on the tip of his tongue, but they seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't utter them.

She could clearly feel the warm body temperature emanating from Xie Xiaoyi's overstepping hand.

That touch made her suddenly feel like she had entered another world.

It was as if a switch had been flipped on her body, making her unable to resist.

Xie Xiaoyi waited for a long time, but didn't hear a single word of refusal from her. A knowing look flashed in his eyes.

The love charm worked, and more importantly, she already had feelings for him.

Xie Xiaoyi's lips slowly left Fu Yaoqin's neck, moving upwards along her delicate skin.

He gently brushed against her earlobe, finally stopping on her small earlobe and giving it a light bite.

"Ugh—"

Fu Yaoqin trembled and couldn't help but let out a soft groan. The fingers that were gripping Xie Xiaoyi's hand loosened without her realizing it.

Xie Xiaoyi noticed her softening, his heart fluttered, and he turned her around, making Fu Yaoqin turn around to face him.

The moment their eyes met, Fu Yaoqin hurriedly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings, her cheeks flushed red enough to bleed.

Xie Xiaoyi chuckled softly, leaned closer, and kissed her lips.

The kiss was intense, filled with the impatient anticipation of many days of waiting.

Fu Yaoqin's body stiffened for a moment, then she collapsed into Xie Xiaoyi's arms.

She didn't refuse again, but just held his clothes, her hands trembling slightly.

Xie Xiaoyi felt her reciprocation, and a surge of excitement spread through his heart. The kiss deepened, carrying a long-suppressed desire.

Just as their lips met, and the aromas of medicine and wine intertwined in a captivating fusion—

A knocking sound suddenly rang out on the door.

The maid's voice came through the door, tinged with a hint of caution:

"Master, would you like some candied plums?"

The evening breeze is cool, and the fragrance of the cold pool is just right to cut through the richness of the food.

These words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly sobering Fu Yaoqin up a bit.

She trembled, pulled her lips back, and avoided Xie Xiaoyi's grasp.

He could easily make the maid step back and bring this out-of-control romantic encounter to an abrupt end if he simply called out to her.

But the words that came out of his mouth turned into rapid, shallow breathing.

Fu Yaoqin turned her head and said in a hoarse voice towards the door:

"No need!"

I'm perfectly fine here... you can leave now and don't bother me again!