Lan Zhan's lets out a surprised huff when he suddenly finds Wei Ying in his lap but immediately wrenches free of his robe and wraps his arms around his back, holding him close as he is kissed. Their bare chests are warm everywhere they touch and it is thrilling to be like this in the cold, winter air.

He is hard again, almost painfully so and his mind spins with all the other things he had learned but just this is so good. He likes the weight of Wei Ying in his lap and lets out a moan as he thrusts up against him.