Wei Ying hated everything at the moment and just settles against his husband. Lets those strong arms hold him close. Maybe if he focused on that he'd be able to keep the resentful energy at bay. Even if he wasn't sure what to do at the moment. Much less when he wanted to be able to talk to his husband. To be able to hear what him and Lan Xichen had gotten up to. Not that the two were trouble makers, but that wasn't the point.