[Most of the time, Wei Ying's taste in movies is absolutely abysmal. Low-budget supernatural horror films featuring ghosts, zombies, nonsensical storylines, and over-the-top gore effects are about as good as it gets. On the other end of the spectrum are awful erotic thrillers and even worse pretentious softcore films with buxom, pretty women - a vestige from his teenage years that he just never quite outgrew completely.
(Despite his questionable taste in film, it's romantic movies that Wei Ying winds up too embarrassed to watch and has been known to pout and kick up a fuss whenever that's what gets chosen.)
Thankfully, tonight's film is pretty tame compared to some of what they could be watching. Wei Ying seems very content to laze on the sofa, snuggled up close, and resting comfortably with his partner.
At that 'hmm', Wei Ying cranes his neck, eyes soft with fondness, an amused smile curving his lips.]
Lan Zhan, you're not getting any strange ideas of things to do to me, are you~?
[Judging from the borderline elation in Wei Ying's tone, it doesn't seem he'd mind if that was the case at all.]
Modern AU's fine with me! ,<3 Married and living together?
(Despite his questionable taste in film, it's romantic movies that Wei Ying winds up too embarrassed to watch and has been known to pout and kick up a fuss whenever that's what gets chosen.)
Thankfully, tonight's film is pretty tame compared to some of what they could be watching. Wei Ying seems very content to laze on the sofa, snuggled up close, and resting comfortably with his partner.
At that 'hmm', Wei Ying cranes his neck, eyes soft with fondness, an amused smile curving his lips.]
Lan Zhan, you're not getting any strange ideas of things to do to me, are you~?
[Judging from the borderline elation in Wei Ying's tone, it doesn't seem he'd mind if that was the case at all.]