[ Xue Yang rolls his eyes and settles into the bed, still lazily watching Xiao Xingchen. He doesn't miss the hint of scent, though it's harder for him to smell it, further away as he is. When Xiao Xingchen asks he shifts to lift his head to get a better look. ]

Dunno. Maybe? It doesn't look like anything else I've heard of, but I don't know most of the words written on it. Is it slippery?