"I won't tell on you. I promise." Xue Yang held him close, tightening his arms around him in the hopes that would make him feel more secure. He was not really certain how to handle this so, as always, he went with his instincts. Which, right now, were to run his fingers through the strands of Meng Yao's hair, tugging a few of them playfully. "Why would I tell on you, xiao Yao, when you've made me so happy, huh? When you've done such a good job? Gege likes you a lot, xiao Yao. He'd never let anyone hurt you."

It was literally his job, after all.