Zichen presses his lips to Xue Yang's temple, showing - and feeling - no desire to push him away. The thought doesn't even occur to him.

"Good boy." he praises in his deep voice, chuckling as he wipes away the bits of berry on the baby's cheeks, "Berries are a nice choice."

The berries give the baby all the energy he needs and essential nutrients too. Xue Yang's thoughtfulness makes him proud and his hand settles on his husband's hip.

He isn't expecting the enthusiastic wiggling, however, and his face turns red. However he embraces his gremlin of a husband immediately, nuzzling his face against his neck.

"That depends on how your leg feels."