He melts under that kiss, pressing into it, deepening it for a moment - then lets it soften. Only to smile at the silly nuzzling and brightens at that grin. Xue Yang relaxes under that squeeze.

"You do. Always. As I always will come home to you, and to A-Chen." For as long as they want him. He's learned to rely on that. He tilts his head up to kiss the tip of his husband's nose. "It's starting to get warm, even at night it isn't that cold. Maybe we could help her get used to sleeping outside...? I'm sure we can set up something all of us can enjoy and feel comfortable out there together."