Mm. Only I get to do that.

[ He presses a singular, sole kiss to the underside of Wei Ying's jaw, but then just holds him in embrace, wanting to feel close to him, but not too close. It's not like this wasn't just as intimate, holding him, lightly teasing him, listening to things about his day. ]

I still do not know why you are concerned. I doubt anyone drinks the tea for the taste, only the power.