( A laugh, low, breath gusting over Zhou Zishu's cheek. ) Well, I haven't ever had a reward this feisty, so probably no?

( A pout flickers across his features, eyes going wide and round and imploring. It isn't very sexy, but it is very Wen Kexing, especially around this man who lets him be childish and wheedling. With a hum he wraps an arm around Zhou Zishu's neck, fingertips in his hair, skating over where the armoury key is wedged neatly into it. )

I see how it is, you don't want me. ( Overly dramatic, but still playful. ) Am I no longer to Lord Zhou's liking? Aiya, I should have known this day would come. A man gets better and no longer needs the wife who nursed him.