Patience. Encouragement. He's learned that his poor husband really does love how they touch, it's just the fear that's hard to push past at times. Xue Yang rubs his thumb over soft skin, helping with only soft, sweet touches until then.

There. He steals another kiss in reward, shifting to settle against his husband's side to shamelessly snuggle in. The little squirrel chirrs at Zichen and leans into his finger.

He grins though. "You're the best distraction~" But then, more seriously. "It's easier to meditate now. You help." Because of how supportive his A-Lan is, always.