After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

That night, Wang Xiaomeng was holding a laptop in the hotel room, typing out her fangirl routine of the day with a surge of emotion.

"Observation Diary of a Male God 23: The First Day of Becoming an Assistant of a Male God"

Dear Diary:

November 11th, this is an incomparable day - the first day I became the male god's assistant. I didn't expect my dream of entering the entertainment circle to come true so soon, God of Destiny, thank you!

Fang Qian is so handsome! (1 handsome words are omitted here) I have never been so close to him before, and we had breakfast and lunch together, ([-] hours of screaming are omitted here)

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Speaking of it, the relationship between the male god and brother Zhang Yan seems to be very good, not at all like a celebrity and an old lady assistant. If he hadn't told me that they were acquaintances before, I would have thought they were a couple (Oh my god, please let me Don’t let this come true, Fang Qian once had a girlfriend who was a straight man, that’s right)

Maybe I should ask brother Zhang Yan more about the male god, he must know a lot of inside information.

Last time I saw them...

Eh?What was the last time she saw them doing?

Wang Xiaomeng flipped through the document, there is no "Man God Observation Diary 21", how could there be a chapter missing?Wang Xiaomeng wondered, thinking back on what happened that day, she worked overtime that day and came home from the company very late, as if nothing happened, did she forget it?

Wang Xiaomeng stopped her flying fingers, frowned and thought for a while, but couldn't think of anything.

Probably I remembered it wrong, but why is there one less entry in the observation diary?Could it be that I wrote the wrong title with shaking hands?It's not impossible for my carefree personality.Wang Xiaomeng patted her head and continued to write in her diary.

At the same time, Zhang Yan was sweating profusely in the gym.

He Lanjue finished all the projects one by one, still refreshed and not tired at all.He passed through the sweaty crowd and stopped in front of Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan is doing flat bench press. He is wearing a black vest. The muscles of his shoulders and chest can be seen at a glance. The lines are smooth and graceful. With every exertion, the contours will become more and more obvious. Beads of sweat run along the honey-colored skin Sliding down, his mouth felt parched, and he wanted to kiss the beads of sweat away one by one...

As soon as Zhang Yan put the barbell back on the shelf, he saw He Lanjue when he looked up, and immediately showed a big smile.

"Are you done?" He lifted up the hem of his clothes and wiped the sweat from his brow. He Lanjue's eyes became dangerous again, but he just said "um" calmly.

"Look at my results today?" Zhang Yan sat up straight and posed like a bodybuilder, showing off his biceps.

"It's not enough." The barbell on Zhang Yan's barbell is red, which means 25 kilograms. The two sides are 50 kilograms in total, plus the 20 kilograms of the bar itself, which is 70 kilograms. This weight is too low for cultivation, but Zhang Yan is just an ordinary person now, and there is no way to improve immediately, so he can only practice slowly.Now that there is no restriction on him, it should progress faster with spiritual power.

"Is 70 kilograms not enough?" Zhang Yan stopped posing when he heard that, "How much do you usually push?"

"200 kilograms." He Lanjue said flatly.

Zhang Yan almost jumped up: "I'll go, are all of you really strong men who can lift mountains and surpass the world?"

Fang Qian's height is 188, and his weight is 74 kg. He is normally a little thinner. He doesn't look like he can lift a few hundred catties. How did he transform Fang Qian's body?

He Lanjue took it for granted: "A few hundred kilograms is nothing, the higher the cultivation level, the stronger the body will naturally be."

Zhang Yan couldn't hold back and asked again: "Then does a powerful person like you usually play with mountains?"

There is almost no end to this going on, He Lanjue has no habit of wasting words, walked to the barbell, added five kilograms on each side, and said to Zhang Yan: "You have a try."

"Is it too much to add 10 kg all at once?" Zhang Yan lay down again, held the barbell and tried to push it.He has been exercising for more than an hour, and it is a bit strenuous now.

He Lanjue's face remained unchanged: "Use spiritual power."

"Okay." Zhang Yan closed his eyes and began to concentrate. Slowly, the warmth of his dantian went up to his arms along the meridians, relieving the soreness from the previous exercise.

He grasped the barbell tightly and pushed it hard, but it was not as hard as expected. He opened his eyes and saw that his hand holding the barbell was slightly red.

The lights in the gym are bright, if you don't look carefully, you will definitely miss the faint red light on your hand.

It turns out that spiritual power can still be used in this way.

When Zhang Yan was happy, he finished a group of 8 in one go, and wanted to continue, but was held down by He Lanjue.

"Your body is close to its limit today, if you do it again, you may damage your body, so practice again later."

"Success." Zhang Yan jumped off the equipment, "Go take a bath."

He Lanjue paused when he left: "Aren't you going back to your room?"

Zhang Yan grinned: "Do you know what bathroom play is? I've wanted to try it for a long time."

He Lanjue looked at Zhang Yan, embarrassed: "Others will come in at any time."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yan sneaked into He Lanjue's bathroom, turned on the shower, and the hot water washed over the surface of his body in an instant.

He soaped himself, turned to He Lanjue and said, "Aren't you taking a bath?"

A suspicious blush suddenly covered his fair skin: "I..."

"Hey..." Ever since eating meat, Zhang Yan's shame seemed to have been thrown to the Antarctic. He stretched out his hand and pressed He Lanjue into the corner, "You were the one who said you want to practice double cultivation first?"

He Lanjue closed his mouth immediately, but just stared at Zhang Yan with a pair of dark eyes.

Zhang Yan chuckled, clasped the back of He Lanjue's head with both hands, inserted his fingers into his thick hair, pressed him to himself, pried open his moist lips, and seduced his tongue.

He Lanjue glanced at him with moist eyes, and some deeply suppressed emotions gushed out. He pushed Zhang Yan to the wall, and exchanged a dripping kiss with his lover under the water.

Enthusiastic but silent, only the sound of rushing water and the suppressed panting of two people.

After a long time, the two entangled figures slowly separated.

"Is it delicious?" Zhang Yan asked him.

He Lanjue was taken aback: "What?"

Zhang Yan wiped the corner of his lips with his finger: "My saliva."

Two people, a bathroom cubicle that can't even turn around, if nothing happens, I'm sorry for the development of the character plot at this time and place.

He Lanjue seemed to have suddenly opened his eyes, wrapped his arms around his neck, pressed against his lips, and exhaled in a low voice: "It's delicious."

Zhang Yan grinned, "He Lanjue, I have a question for you."

"Ok?"

"If the two of us do too much, will our kidneys suffer?"

"No." The other party didn't blink his eyes.

"Will you come?"

The sliding door of the bathroom was suddenly pulled open, and a sound of footsteps passed by the partition door of the shower room where they were, and went to the end of the shower room.

The two stopped and looked at each other.

someone.

This is a public place, even though his integrity value is very low, in fact, he still has to face.

The two cleaned up in a hurry and walked out of the shower room of the gym back and forth.

"Fuck, shameless gay." Behind him, there was a voice of cursing from the innermost compartment.

Zhang Yan closed the sliding door, turned around and looked at He Lanjue with a sly smile in his eyes.