Lan Zhan can't help but to chuckle in response, pleased and delighted that Wei Ying is happy with his gift. He knew it will mean a lot to him, and quite honestly, he's already accepted that he's falling very hard and fast in his attraction to him, that he is indeed gradually falling in love with him and more than anything else, Wei Ying captured his heart.

So the flirting and teasing, and the kisses felt natural that he wanted and desired him all more as he holds his hand. Lan Zhan's hand is big and warm, strong with a quiet strength as he holds him. With a soft chuckle, "Do you still call me that Wei Ying?"

He's teasing him, of course, flirting back, as he enjoys that. He plays with his ponytail, his fingers stroking through the long locks of his black hair. He longs to kiss him here and now, but he wants to give his first kiss after the dance in that dress.

"Dinner it is. I'll go wherever you feel like and eat with you."