As Wuxian walked in like he owned the place, Cheng moved to wind his arm around Yanli and offer one of his encompassing side hugs. "For the record, A-Xian brought the soup. I am bringing the medicine to counter the spice he generously dumped in it."

Yunmeng siblings to the end. He felt like keeping Yanli tucked up to him and he wondered how long she would tolerate it. To the table? All the way to being seated? Cheng decided to take his chances and see how long it would take before he was shrugged off.