[Luckily he favors dark pants because that is a gush of slick between his legs. If he’s wearing a full set of red, lacy, bridal lingerie under his clothes, because he wasn’t lying when he said he’d smelled Yingxing from a block away - he just took a detour, because if nothing else, Dan Feng was a schemer - well.]

Only to those who deserve it. [It’s almost sweet, until Dan Feng smirks at him.] Poor, desperate little Yingxing, thinking he’s so chivalrous by locking himself away.