Lan Zhan managed a small smile. Day by day, he is slowly breaking out of his stoic shell. His expression is softer, his looks are tender and more lingering, and he is looking only at him and nobody else. He takes pleasure in pleasing him. It's a luxurious feeling to be close to him, opening up, more connected, and they become relaxed and more intimate too. He admires Wei Wuxian for having good ideas, being an innovator, being brave, and Lan Zhan tends to agree with him.

"Mn. I would like that. Then move in with me when you could." At his remark, he only nuzzled at his cheek. "Dangerous, but if you're afraid, I'll be by your side." Despite their lowly rank, he won't let that stand in the way. His feelings for Wei Ying only continue to grow.

In the meanwhile, "I'll make you spicey noodles then. You...do you have your flute with you? You can play while I work."