"Mm," he agrees before managing to get the rucked up blanket half underneath him free, spreading it over them both. Lan Zhan is perfectly warm but night is falling and their house will grow cold, something entirely unacceptable for Wei Ying to feel.

"Will continue to find ways to shock Wei Ying. Good for me, too. Good for Lan Wangji to try new things," he murmurs, mind going over the night's events, cataloging them half against his will as such reflection had always been required.

"Think some things I am not doing correctly. Some ways I am, during."