He Ming gives Ryan the benefit of the doubt, or at least he gives him the benefit of his massive crush that he wants so badly to be reciprocated. Ryan's lack of answer slips past and He Ming smiles at him as he reaches down to get the hem of his shirt and pull it off over his head. He lets it crumple into a pile on the ground next to the sofa.

"I don't mind being teased." Even with his torso exposed, He Ming is comfortable with himself and with sitting where he is. His hands start to travel over Ryan's chest in return. "As long as the teasing ends eventually."