Being in his husband's embrace was the best thing as far as he was concerned. Why wouldn't it be? He loved being held by the other half of his soul. The one man that made him feel... alive, as it were. Not that he wasn't alive but Lan Wangji made him feel even more so.
"This all smells good, Lan Zhan."
There's a soft smile that graces his lips even as he gives a hum, body practically vibrating with excitement. They did not have to celebrate his birthday but he knows that his zhiji was bound to do so anyway. There was a lot they'd done in this world, far more than what they had in their own.
"My day went rather well. What about your day, baobei? How did your day go?"