[ Yingxing is met with a low, contented hum in response to the kiss between his horns, and then a surprised, but rich laugh, a shake of Dan Heng's head as he looks up at him—yes, admiring, but not needing anything different. ]

Maybe for a promotion or two, if you really wanted to. It makes your eyes kind of glow. But... overall, I'm happy with you as you are.

[ He lets his hands drag up the front of Yingxing's shirt, curling contentedly into the fabric. ]

Looks, personality, everything. Even the teasing, like I said.