Wei Ying yips happily at Lan Zhan, four tails dancing in the air behind him, and play-bows with his front legs splayed around the brush Lan Zhan uses to groom him. It's ridiculous and adorable, and makes Lan Zhan's smile large enough to be visible as he dutifully picks the brush up.

His huli jing husband settles on his lap, and Lan Zhan begins the long and pleasurable procedure of brushing out his silky fur till it shines like starlight.