The man suddenly gave a soft chuckle. His fingers left the medicine furnace and landed on her.
An Yan stiffened slightly.
He's crazy! Is he actually going to...
"Stop!"
An Yan pushed him away. "Behave yourself! You may have lived for over a thousand years, but I haven't had enough of life yet!"
"You think I'm old?" The man moved to nibble her earlobe.
"I'm jealous of your vast experience!"
An Yan picked up the tools again, grinding as she spoke. "You've seen the changing times and the vast landscapes, but I haven't. I didn't come to this world just to make up the numbers!
"Never mind surpassing you; I at least want to look back on my life a hundred years from now and have a few highlight moments!
"So, Mr. Li, please restrain yourself. I don't want to die young."
The man's lips paused by her ear, his breathing slowly steadying.
"I won't let that happen!"
How could he bear to let her die young?
