To most, he is as distant and chill as the snow. They would be stupid to force contact; Fuxue is always ready to defend him and even without his blade, Song Zichen is no one to toy with. His hands are strong.

But Xue Yang is special. Those strong hands of his are gentle with him and when he touches his husband, he smiles at the groan he earns. Clearly his callused fingers and palm are not disliked!

"It's my honor to love you, A-Yang." Zichen strokes his mischievous husband and draws him into a loving kiss, "Stay with me and we can always have this."