"I meant just now. You did well then. Listening to gege." Like a very good and very dumb and horny boy. He was vulnerable, so vulnerable that this was almost too easy. Nie Huaisang shook his head a little, running his fingers through that disgustingly greasy hair still. He wished his rivalry with Wei Wuxian would up his haircare regime. Wei Wuxian had lovely hair, silky and smelling of lotus in a pleasant way. Alas. "Let gege help you with your problems, xiao Chao. I can fix things for you."