Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Xie Xiaoyi's lips were pressed against Fu Yaoqin's lips, and he heard her insincere words clearly.

His smugness deepened. He raised his hand and gripped the back of Fu Yaoqin's neck, preventing her from escaping. His tongue then licked her cherry lips.

The maid outside the door paused for a moment, then whispered "Yes," and the sound of her footsteps gradually faded away.

As the footsteps faded away, Fu Yaoqin's tense body completely relaxed.

She didn't even have the strength to push him away, and just let Xie Xiaoyi hold her.

The scent of medicine at the tip of my nose, the aroma of wine on my lips, and the warmth emanating from his body...

He enveloped her completely, making it impossible to distinguish whether it was drunken indiscretion or her true feelings.

Xie Xiaoyi's kisses grew more lingering, his hand gently brushing across Fu Yaoqin's flushed cheeks. Seeing her completely limp in his arms, he picked her up horizontally.

Fu Yaoqin let out a soft moan and instinctively wrapped her arms around Xie Xiaoyi's neck.

The lingering scent of "love's threads" made her too weak to even open her eyes...

In a few steps, they reached the soft couch in the inner room. Xie Xiaoyi threw her onto the couch and leaned down to gaze at her flushed cheeks and slightly swollen lips.

He reached out and gently brushed aside the stray strands of hair at her temples, his movements tender, quite unlike his usual roguish and cool demeanor.

Immediately afterwards, he hooked his fingers on the sash of Fu Yaoqin's white dress and gently tugged it. With a soft "hiss," the sash came loose.

Fu Yaoqin's eyelashes trembled, her eyes were blurry, and she let Xie Xiaoyi's fingers gently loosen her silk robe inch by inch.

After a passionate encounter!

Xie Xiaoyi began to press against Fu Yaoqin's lower back, and a warm internal force slowly flowed into her meridians.

Fu Yaoqin felt a warm current spreading from her waist and abdomen, intertwining with the surging alcohol in her body, making her feel as soft as if she were immersed in warm water.

This made her feel more comfortable than she had ever felt since becoming a woman.

For a moment, unconscious panting and moaning escaped her nostrils.

Xie Xiaoyi's lips curled into a smug smile.

His palms pressed against her back, guiding the two streams of energy to intertwine and converge in her dantian before returning to his own body.

The bed curtains stirred slightly, and moonlight quietly streamed across the silk robes scattered beside the couch, causing the shadows of the trees outside the window to sway gently.

Simply can not stop.

Xie Xiaoyi felt that the primordial yin energy within Fu Yaoqin's body was as vast as the sea, continuously surging into his meridians.

Within his dantian, his true qi suddenly surged, and the flow of qi in his meridians roared and surged like a great river.

He was deeply shaken and subconsciously focused his mind inward.

The once stable fourth-grade realm was now shattering inch by inch like thin ice.

A more powerful aura rose from his dantian and surged through his limbs and bones.

However, in an instant, the feeling of obstruction completely dissipated.

Fifth rank!

He actually broke through to the fifth rank by taking advantage of this dual cultivation of the "Qi Harmony Technique"!

Haha

Should we be happy?

Or are you happier?

After experiencing a blissful, ecstatic state, Xie Xiaoyi looked down at the drowsy and limp Fu Yaoqin in his arms.

This woman is so torturous. If it were me in the past, I probably would have forced myself on her long ago, instead of being so roundabout.

But things are different now. Inside his body, Xie Xiaoyi's unruly and wicked nature is intertwined and blended with Xie Mo's gentle and kind nature.

That's why the phrase "love threads entwine" was used.

However, while the effects of the drug can stimulate desires in people's hearts, it will never go against their true nature.

If Fu Yaoqin had no feelings for him whatsoever, even if the drug was potent, she wouldn't cooperate.

Conversely, if one has self-interest in their heart, they will willingly succumb to it.

As for how he managed to break through to the fifth rank of cultivation by taking advantage of her virginity, it was completely unintentional.

It was completely unexpected.

Overjoyed, Xie Xiaoyi gently placed his lips on Fu Yaoqin's smooth forehead and murmured to himself:

"Yaoqin, you are truly my lucky star."

Fu Yaoqin seemed to sense something, hummed in agreement, and snuggled even closer into his arms.

Unaware that his virginity would help him achieve a breakthrough that countless martial artists dream of.

......

A morning breeze lifted a corner of the bed curtains, and a few rays of golden light fell down, landing on the scattered clothes beside the bed.

As dawn broke, the windowpanes were tinged with the morning light, and dew dripped from the eaves, waking those soundly asleep inside.

Fu Yaoqin was awakened by the sound of breathing beside her, and a masculine scent wafted into her nostrils first.

She stiffened her neck and turned her head; Xie Xiaoyi was fast asleep.

His profile was sharp, his eyelashes drooping, and he had lost his usual roguishness, appearing instead somewhat calm.

Last night's fragments suddenly flooded back—

The entanglement fueled by alcohol, the panic when the maid knocked on the door, and the subsequent infatuation...

Fu Yaoqin's cheeks flushed instantly. She turned her face away abruptly and raised her hand to push Xie Xiaoyi away.

But as soon as her hand touched his arm, she pulled it back as if she had been electrocuted.

"woke up?"

Xie Xiaoyi's voice suddenly rang in her ear.

Fu Yaoqin stiffened, then heard the person beside her chuckle softly, sit up, and casually tuck her disheveled hair behind her ear.

The morning light fell upon him, and Fu Yaoqin could clearly sense that his aura seemed different from the night before—

Heavier and more stable, like a pine tree after the clouds and mist have dissipated on a mountaintop, it exudes an indescribable sense of oppression.

Unbeknownst to her, she had indirectly helped Xie Xiaoyi leapfrog from the fourth rank to the fifth rank, which naturally made her aura feel different.

"You..." Fu Yaoqin bit her lip, wanting to say something, but not knowing where to begin.

Should we rebuke him for his insolence?

But last night I clearly didn't resist at all.

How about we talk about something else?

My throat felt like it was stuffed with maltose; I felt sweet inside but couldn't speak.

Xie Xiaoyi felt very comforted when he saw her like this.

He leaned closer, gently brushing aside the stray hairs by her temples, his tone both playful and earnest:

"Is Master Fu trying to deny his promise?"

Do you still feel that I wasn't good enough last night?

"nonsense!"

Fu Yaoqin suddenly looked up and glared at him, her usual aloofness gone, replaced by a touch of girlish coquettishness:

"You did it on purpose yesterday!"

"Of course I did it on purpose."

Xie Xiaoyi interrupted her, gently pinching her chin with his fingers to make her look into his eyes.

"If you don't have me in your heart, no matter how much I try to please you, it won't make a difference, right?"

Fu Yaoqin, her secret exposed, looked away and ultimately didn't refute it. She simply lowered her head and whispered:

"Rogue."

This "rascal" wasn't angry; it sounded more like a coquettish tantrum.

Xie Xiaoyi was overjoyed and pulled her into his arms, one hand grasping the softness of her breasts.

He chuckled softly, "Only after breaking off this thorny crabapple today do I know what true bliss is."

God!

His outrageous and raunchy language has begun again.

Fu Yaoqin blushed deeply and lightly punched his chest with her other hand.

"You lecherous scoundrel! How dare you make fun of me with the crabapple blossom?"

As he spoke, he gently poked Xie Xiaoyi's pectoral muscle with his fingertip.

"From now on... from now on you are not allowed to act so recklessly and arrogantly."

Xie Xiaoyi was in high spirits after his success, and he played with his fingers with great enjoyment.

On a whim, he fabricated a story imitating "Teasing Zhang Xian," and recited it aloud:

A beautiful young woman of sixteen with dark hair,

A plum tree overshadows a crabapple tree.

Don't say that your jade-like fingers play proud strings.

"Youth has its own youthful exuberance!"

Fu Yaoqin was taken aback upon hearing this, and the blush on the tips of her ears instantly spread to her cheeks.