Does he? Wei Wuxian seems to consider it, but since Lan Zhan insisted so kindly to try making them himself, he doubts anything else will measure up.

"Just yours," he laughs slyly, sliding his arms under Lan Zhan's outer robe while he's still wearing it to try to snake them into the sleeves. It makes for an awkward tangle of limbs, but Wei Wuxian doesn't appear to mind in the slightest as he sends his husband a flirtatious smile.

"Unless there's anything else you're dying to see me in."