[ A sad laugh hiccups free and he nods as he kisses Hua Cheng on the cheek just because he can, his husband isn't disgusted or angry. It's alright after all, even if Xie Lian is still too nervous to entirely believe it. In his long skirt and cardigan, arms entirely covered up too, he looks like nothing so much as a red-cheeked cloud as he wipes his eyes. ]
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I didn't think you would want to t-touch me.
[ He was preparing for it, evidently. ]