Xue Yang knows the truth of the heat that burns deep inside his husband, deep beneath that shield of ice. As nice as the hot springs around them are...it's his Zichen's love and those wonderful hands that warm him right up.

He lets his hips rock into that perfect hand, little gasps and mewls of pleasure spurring his beloved on as he's pulled into that kiss. "I don't want to go anywhere!" Never. Not without Zichen and Xingchen.