( Another shiver, Wen Kexing helplessly pressing back into the expanse of Lan Xichen's body. )

Aiya, if you want me to let you actually return to your duties you're going to have to keep your hands off of me. ( How on earth is he possibly supposed to resist, when Lan Xichen is still so warm against him, despite the chill of the water they've just emerged from? ) Come on, show me back. The sooner you go, the sooner you can return. Who knows what I might come up with in your absence? All the more reason to hurry.