It will never grow old to come home to someone he loves, and to be greeted so warmly. Xue Yang immediately steps into those arms, wrapping his arms around his husband's waist and leaning up to welcome the deeper kiss. Even when it breaks he stays leaning against his beloved, gazing up at him with a softer smile than one might expect from Xue Yang.

"I like working for her. And the locals seem to like what I make." They pay well! "It was good, though I probably smell bad. Do I smell?" He pouts as if sad he might be too stinky to stay snuggled up with his husband.