Wei Ying nods, smiling as he gazes at his Lan Zhan in return. "I'll figure something out. I'll keep us safe."

That can wait until tomorrow, however. For now, Wei Ying wants to stay right here, held by the man who loves him. "My Lan Zhan." Wei Ying smiles at him, enjoying the touches. He watches Lan Zhan's face, admiring how transcendent he looks when his expression is filled with love.