"You, what do you want to do?" A certain woman looked frightened, fearful and slightly inexplicable.
"What do you want me to do?" A certain young man said in a calm voice, with a smirk flashing at the corner of his mouth.
"Let me go! Bad boy, do you dare to touch me?" A certain woman shouted.
"Just try it!" A certain young man responded with his lips.
"Woooo..."
"What will you do if I touch you?" A certain young man still had more to say.
"I, I curse you for choking when eating, choking on drinking water, going out in the rain, falling when walking, sleepwalking in your sleep, driving without gas, and curse your eighteen generations of ancestors..." As a certain man's invasion accelerated, a certain woman's poisonous tongue also moved quickly.
"I think I need to remind you that the eighteenth generation of my ancestors is also the eighteenth generation of your son's ancestors. Are you sure you want to curse?" A certain man chuckled.