"If you complained less, you'd have nothing to talk about. Glad I gave you something." Xue Yang rolled his eyes, but he also wrapped an arm around Meng Yao, propping his chin up on his shoulder and turning his head so he could press his lips against his neck relatively unobtrusively. "I'll give you more."

That said, he bit down on his neck lightly, then started sucking. Marking him up.