He wonders if Wei Ying is doing this on purpose, but even so, he can't ignore his husband who falls into a tub, so he opens the door to go help him up and inspect him for anything that might unnecessarily bruise. He's such a menace.

"Wei Ying, are you alright?" he asks, no longer caring if the oil stains his clothes, not really caring that Wei Ying just fell into a tub of his own volition and he's a grown-ass man who's had worse wounds growing up from his own adoptive clan.

He tries so hard to focus, but this close all he can really think of is how Wei Ying's lips look so close, plush and ready for kissing. He shuts his eyes but he thinks he can practically feel Wei Ying's pulse racing next to him.

So he turns on the tap and blasts them both with some cold water.