Always.

He's gotten so sappy since settling down. They both have, really. He doesn't really have anyone in his life but his husband anymore. His brother-in-law to some extent. He studies Lan Zhan's face, groaning at the pleasant friction between them. Wei Ying reaches behind and pushes a finger inside. Seeing that he's still fairly loose and relaxed from the club still, he quickly adds a second and third, working them in and out as he leans in and starts dropping soft kisses along Lan Zhan's jaw.