( He's still ferreting away at Zhou Zishu's robes, letting out a little aha of sound when he can skate fingers against warm bare skin. His groping doesn't really have an aim, it's just the need to touch driving him, pressing more firmly against that beloved back. Still, after there is a rude noise, touch stilling. ) That's because he thinks you are a good, virtuous man and he thinks I'm a beast crawled from the hells just to tempt men to wickedness.

( Grumbly, so grumbly. )

He's rude.

( So is Wen Kexing. )

Something was following me, I think. Don't worry. I lost it. ( And then, as distraction, he bites very gently on Zhou Zishu's ear. Oh, did you think he'd behave forever? )