[ Wei Ying has seen Lan Zhan shirtless before, so it's not like he isn't aware of the breadth of his shoulders and his muscular torso, but there's a very big difference between seeing Lan Zhan change his shirt and seeing Lan Zhan strip his shirt off, baring himself to Wei Ying's eyes.

He's gorgeous, but then, Wei Ying hadn't expected anything more. He's so busy staring, barely even blinking when Lan Zhan strips off his shirt as well, that it takes a moment for him to parse what Lan Zhan's question. ]

You can touch me anywhere you like. [ Likewise, most of his knowledge comes from pornography and personal explorations, although he feels a little more confident sliding his hands over Lan Zhan's shoulders and around to his back, squeezing. ] If I don't like it, I'll tell you, but I assure you, I'm going to love your hands on me, anywhere you want to put them. What do you like?