[ That red shirt may as well not exist, it's barely doing its job. Xichen's attention has to switch up from the splay of pale skin beneath, landing on those cute lips with an enticing smile playing over them. He can't help smiling in return, shaking his head. ]

From the moment I saw you, I've thought of nothing but how beautiful you are.

[ It's very (daring!) forward, but he reaches up to brush a lock of Wen Kexing's hair behind an ear, lingering the touch there. ]

But if you want something to feel more comfortable, you have only to ask.