Isn't it supposed to be the other way around?

[ the mind is willing and the body is weak. the spirit? whatever.

admittedly, wenzhou is aware that this is probably simultaneously a dig at his intellect again. but he's trying not to look at fei du bent over his countertop like that, even though he is definitely aware of it. his skin prickles and he can feel the heat trying to break free from where he's not-so-neatly shoved it down. ]

Didn't I tell you to stop being annoying? At this rate I might have to bend you over my knee.