In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight penetrated the gap in the curtains and quietly fell into the room, Yun Qingyao had already landed silently on the windowsill.

She originally came to remind Li Zimo that the agreed time had arrived, but unexpectedly she came across a warm and private scene.

In the room, Xie Xiran was wearing a light gauze dress with the hem gently hanging down to her waist. She lay gently on the bed, with her little feet casually extending over the edge of the bed, looking so petite and fragile.

Li Zimo stood beside the bed, and their figures intertwined in the morning light, forming a beautiful picture.

Faintly, Yun Qingyao could still hear Xie Xiran's melodious singing voice, which made her realize that she had come at the wrong time.

Yun Qingyao's face instantly turned red, and she spat softly:

"Li Zimo, the agreed time has come, we should set off."

Although the voice was small, it carried a hint of embarrassment that was difficult to conceal.

Li Zimo paused slightly after hearing this, then turned to look at Yun Qingyao, a hint of apology flashing in his eyes.

He whispered, "Lord Yun, I'm so sorry. Please wait a moment. I'll be right there."

Yun Qingyao nodded gently, her eyes filled with tenderness and understanding.

She realized that she might have accidentally disturbed the couple's sweet time.

So, she said softly, "Li Zimo, you don't have to worry. I can wait here for a while. You guys continue to enjoy your time."

As she spoke, Yun Qingyao moved her fingers slightly and cast a soundproofing spell to isolate herself from the sounds of the outside world.

Then he gently lay on the windowsill, looking into the distance and admiring the scenery in the distance.

When Li Zimo heard Yun Qingyao's words, he was slightly startled, and then a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He turned to look at Xie Xiran, his eyes full of tenderness and apology.

Xie Xiran's eyes flickered with shyness. She gently turned her head to glance at Yun Qingyao on the windowsill, then looked at Li Zimo with a pleading look, as if to say, "Don't go too far, Master Yun is still here."

Li Zimo just smiled and shook his head, his eyes full of pampering and understanding.

He gently grasped Xie Xiran's slender waist and whispered:

"Don't worry, I will be careful not to disturb Master Yun."

Soon, Xie Xiran was immersed in Li Zimo's warmth. She lowered her head, a happy smile on her face, and continued to hum the melodious song.

After an incense stick of time, a smile appeared on Yun Qingyao's face. She thought that Li Zimo should be able to deal with the matter soon.

However, after a cup of tea, Yun Qingyao couldn't help but reveal a puzzled look on her face. Why hadn't Li Zimo finished yet?

Yun Qingyao, who was sitting on the windowsill, turned her head to look at the couple who were immersed in their own world, and her pretty face turned even redder.

She decided to remind them again, so she released the soundproofing spell, coughed lightly, and said:

"Li Zimo, you really should leave. It's getting late."

However, Li Zimo seemed not to hear and continued to immerse himself in his own affairs.

Yun Qingyao felt helpless. She stamped her feet angrily and stood on the windowsill, anxiously waiting.

As time went by, Yun Qingyao gradually felt dry mouth and her face turned red.

She leaned weakly against the windowsill, listening to Xie Xiran's singing, and couldn't help feeling a little confused and infatuated.

But she quickly realized her loss of composure and quickly adjusted her breathing to calm herself down.

Half an hour later, Li Zimo finally let go of Xie Xiran, kissed her forehead gently, and said softly:

"wait me back."

Then he stood up, straightened his clothes, and prepared to leave.

Xie Xiran looked at Li Zimo's departing back, her heart filled with reluctance.

At this time, Yun Qingyao, who was sitting on the windowsill, finally came to her senses.

Her face was slightly red and she was breathing slightly, as if she was still immersed in the situation just now and couldn't extricate herself.

When she saw Li Zimo walking towards her, a hint of charm flashed in her eyes, but also with a hint of blame, and she gave Li Zimo a light look.

Then, Yun Qingyao took a deep breath and tried to calm her heartbeat and emotions.

She leaned against the windowsill and stood up, then used her martial arts skills to step lightly into the air, leaving only a faint fragrance floating in the air.

Seeing this, Li Zimo's hand, which was about to go forward to help her, stopped in mid-air.

He smiled helplessly, knowing that Yun Qingyao might be a little shy or embarrassed.

So, without hesitation, he used his martial arts skills, jumped out of the window, and landed steadily on the ground.

Then he took a step forward and quickly caught up.

It was not until the two of them flew out of Bishuiyun Village and traveled some distance that Yun Qingyao stopped in mid-air and stared angrily at Li Zimo on the ground.

Li Zimo also stopped and asked with a hint of doubt:

"Master Yun, what did I do wrong? Why are you so angry?"

Yun Qingyao responded with an unhappy look:

"It's because of you that I waited so long."

Li Zimo was surprised when he heard this and replied:

"But didn't Lord Yun tell me not to worry and that he would wait for me for a while?"

After hearing this, Yun Qingyao blushed slightly and said hesitantly:

"You...you said I was going to wait for you for a while, but who knew you would be like an animal and never stop."

Li Zimo heard this and smiled awkwardly, saying:

"Things like this sometimes depend on one's mood, so it's hard to say how long it will take."

After hearing this, Yun Qingyao glared at him and stubbornly retorted:

"It's your fault that you made me wait so long."

Seeing this, Li Zimo had no choice but to give in and apologize:

"I'm sorry, Master Yun. I was inconsiderate and shouldn't have kept you waiting so long."

After hearing this, Yun Qingyao showed a smug smile on her face and said:

"Well, you know what's going on."

Then, she landed beside Li Zimo, took out a long sword from the storage ring, and used her spiritual power to suspend it in the air.

Then, she lightly jumped onto the sword and said:

"Come on up, I'll give you a ride. If you don't hurry up, you'll be late."

Li Zimo looked at the long sword floating in the air and said in surprise:

"Flying with a sword?"

Yun Qingyao couldn't help but chuckle when she heard this, and explained:

"It's just a technique to control objects, it can't be called flying with a sword."

"That's pretty awesome too."

As Li Zimo spoke, he easily jumped onto the long sword, and then naturally put his arms around Yun Qingyao's slender and soft waist.

Yun Qingyao's cheeks turned red instantly, and the long sword under her feet began to shake.

She whispered shyly:

"You...you shouldn't hug my waist..."

Li Zimo heard this and said with some doubt:

"If I don't hold your waist, what will happen if I fall?"

Yun Qingyao became even more shy, her voice as thin as a mosquito:

"You...just grab my clothes...otherwise...otherwise I...I can't control the sword..."