So cute... If An Zhe could steal a nip of Lu Feng's blood, he'd certainly be bowled over with the intensity of the affection wrapping itself around all of Lu Feng's thoughts and settling its way in to the curve of his mouth.

Of course, any bystanders would have a much tougher time seeing the subtleties in his expression for anything particularly intense. Restrained and understated as always, Lu Feng brought his hand to gently cup An Zhe's. His answer to that thoughtful concern was a, "Thank you," light and soft as fresh snowfall. "I'll make sure to keep you safe, and I'll make sure you don't have to worry too much about me."