Looking into the girl's autumnal eyes, Fu Shiyan spoke seriously, "Afraid of being jinxed? Of course, I'm not. We just need to avoid getting a marriage certificate."
An Yan was quite touched, but the last sentence made her want to smash the man's head in.
Fu Shiyan laughed out loud, hurriedly hugging the little creature about to erupt, "Were you serious?"
An Yan huffed, glared at him, her face puffed up with anger like a blowfish, "I won't listen to the nonsense!"
"Are you cursing me?"
"Hmph! I'll curse anyone who angers me!"
Fu Shiyan softly hummed, "Go ahead, curse. I love everything you say."
An Yan tried to break free from his embrace, but Fu Shiyan whispered in her ear, "Yanyan, don't believe all that nonsense. Even if you jinx me, I'm not afraid. I'd be happy to be jinxed by you, even dying in bed."
"Fu Shiyan, you really are, you're really too much!" An Yan pushed him forcefully, her words muffled as if she was teasing, "So much for the celibate idol, it's all fake."