He Jinxuan was worried that this girl might say something shocking again. He whispered in Xinyan's ear, "It's because I want to marry you home soon and give you a good teasing. But since I've promised, I'll keep my word, don't worry. If you can hold your tongue, I'll endure it, as long as you're not afraid of me being so frustrated that it affects your future benefits, then I'll continue to endure."
With her arms around He Jinxuan, she pulled him down forcefully: "Then you must endure the loneliness, protect your physical and mental well-being, don't let others trick you."
He Jinxuan poked Xinyan's forehead: "What's this little head of yours thinking all day? Rest assured, everything of mine belongs to you; others shouldn't even think about it."
Xinyan nuzzled against his neck: "You're getting better at sweet-talking."
He Jinxiao chuckled lightly: "I have no choice but to improve; my little sweetheart just likes me to sweet-talk her, and most importantly, I'm willing to do it."
