After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

Zhang Yan hurriedly said haha: "Yes. So what... I went to the hospital today, and the doctor said that Fang Qian still needs to be observed, and someone needs to be watching." He no longer needs to write a draft when he lies.

"That's right." Zhao Ling felt relieved and told Zhang Yan the password without any doubt.

"Okay, thank you sister." Zhang Yan hung up the phone, opened the mailbox, and saw the work arrangement sent by Zhao Ling.This week is still free, but starting next week, the work schedule will be dense, with various advertisements, film appointments, and commercial performances until the end of the year.Zhang Yan couldn't help being speechless when he saw it, and secretly felt that it was not easy to be a star.

If he could time travel, he would definitely be reincarnated into the home of Ma Yun’s father or Sicong’s husband. He would be ready at birth, why spend so much effort.

Just thinking about it like this, at night, He Lanjue took a shower, and sat next to him in a black silk nightgown with dark patterns.

Zhang Yan was distracted by the scent of bath milk on his body, and his eyes staring at the computer screen couldn't help looking at He Lanjue's slightly opened nightgown.

Is this considered seduction?He Lanjue must have done it on purpose, hey, I don't know how to be restrained when using other people's bodies... Wait, why is he, a straight man, seduced by a man?

He hurriedly chased away the messy thoughts in his head, put his head on He Lanjue's shoulder and looked around: "What are you looking at? It looks so good?" Whenever he has free time, he grabs his mobile phone and computer to watch videos. Could it be that he is still addicted to the Internet?

He Lanjue took off the earphones, took the ipad over, and placed it generously in front of Zhang Yan. Inside was Fang Qian's video of ghosts and animals, and a whole page of bullet screens of various colors floated across the screen. The faces of the characters are almost invisible, and only Fang Qian's various demonic expressions that have been intercepted can be vaguely seen-this is the dark history left by Fang Qian when he was young and frivolous.

It happened that a feces-yellow barrage drifted past, and it read brightly——do you really think that Fang Qian is not on station B?

Zhang Yan's sweat dripped down.

He Lanjue's speed of lighting up new skills is like riding a rocket. He even discovered the ACG house rot exclusive website like station B. Could it be that his learning ability is a little too strong?

When the video looped to the second time, Zhang Yan finally couldn't help but stretch out his hand to block the screen: "Don't watch..." This is simply mental pollution!No matter how much he sees, he won't be able to get out!He didn't want to dream of Fang Qian's ghostly expression at night.

He Lanjue turned off the video with an indifferent face, and threw the tablet aside. People in this world are very interesting. Although they are limited by the lack of aura and cannot cultivate, they invent all kinds of novel things to solve problems. In terms of entertainment There are also endless tricks.

And... His gaze fell on Zhang Yan, and Zhang Yan was already stuck to him before he knew it, but he himself obviously didn't notice it.

He Lanjue smiled calmly: "Didn't you want to learn cultivation from me in the morning?"

"Yeah——" Zhang Yan raised his head belatedly, and met He Lanjue's enlarged face.

This wave of beauty shock was a bit too strong, which made his little heart start beating "plop plop plop", he swallowed unconsciously: "But didn't you say that our aura is thin and it's not easy to practice?"

"Actually, there is a shortcut." He Lanjue said.

"What shortcut?"

He Lanjue raised his eyebrows, turned around, got up and put one hand on the backrest, trapping Zhang Yan between the sofa and himself.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Yan looked at him inexplicably.This posture made him look like He Lanjue was pressing him on the sofa.

He Lanjue didn't waste his words with him, just lowered his head, and just kissed Zhang Yan's lips.

He felt awkward, and was about to push He Lanjue away, but He Lanjue's free hand grabbed his hand and intertwined his fingers forcibly.

Zhang Yan's mind went blank with a "buzz -" sound.He Lanjue looked at him without blinking, his eyes were black and white, and his pupils were so bright that they seemed to hold the entire starry sky.

He is laughing.

From such a short distance, Zhang Yan could only see He Lanjue's eyes, but he knew that he was smiling, his eyes were shaped like crescent moons, the tails of his eyes were slightly upturned, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, he seemed drunk but not drunk, thick The eyelashes fluttered slightly like the wings of a butterfly.

It is said that peach blossom eyes can make people's hearts flutter.Sure enough, it is true.

Zhang Yan only felt that his beating heart slowed down, beating his ears like a drum, he could only stare into He Lanjue's eyes, opened his mouth obediently, and intertwined with his lips and teeth .

The scent of spearmint came over, fresh and beautiful.He Lanjue's tongue moved nimbly in his mouth, entangled with his.

Not being able to breathe, not needing to breathe anymore, everything seemed meaningless, as long as this moment lasted.

The pain of suffocation did not come as expected, a warmth poured into his body, flowing slowly, from the abdomen to the whole body, the body seemed to be soaked in hot water with a moderate temperature, and there was no place that was not ironed.

After an unknown amount of time, He Lanjue finally let him go.

The normal heartbeat returned to his chest, and the warmth disappeared in an instant. Zhang Yan pushed He Lanjue away as if he had suddenly reacted: "Are you crazy? Why are you kissing me all of a sudden?"

Blood rushed to his face, Zhang Yan turned his head and gasped for breath-oh my god, he was kissed by a man just now!What's worse, he didn't even feel sick yet!

He Lanjue sat back in his original position and pointed to the lower part of Zhang Yan's abdomen: "Is there any special feeling here?"

special feeling?Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, there was indeed a warm current rushing from the abdomen to the whole body just now.

"You mean like a warm current?"

"Yes. This is the flow of spiritual energy."

"But this has something to do with you kissing me?"

"You forgot," He Lanjue said, "We are Taoist couples, so we will naturally have a feeling. As long as we are together, our practice will be twice the result with half the effort."

Zhang Yan looked like a dog: "You mean you want me to practice double cultivation with you?" Can you please stop talking so righteously.

He Lanjue said calmly, "If you want to practice."

Zhang Yan's face was wrinkled: "No, absolutely not! Never do this kind of thing again in the future!" Comprehension sounds very good, but the sexual orientation can't be bent!

He Lanjue was not depressed when he was rejected, he knew that Zhang Yan had obstacles in his heart, but he never couldn't get what He Lanjue wanted.

The look of being sure to win flashed and disappeared quickly, he got up from the sofa: "Okay, let's not talk about this, go to bed first."

"That's right." Zhang Yan's mind was in turmoil, and he didn't want to argue with He Lanjue. He was about to get up and go to the guest room, but He Lanjue grabbed him.

"what?"

"The guest room is not cleaned up, so no one can live in it."

"Ah?" Don't let him live in the guest room, let him sleep on the sofa?

He Lanjue was persuasive: "Sleep with me. The bed is big, we can be alone, and I promise I won't do anything to you."

If you don't agree, it seems that you will appear petty?Zhang Yan hesitated for a moment, but followed He Lanjue to the master bedroom.

That night Zhang Yan didn't sleep and punched, and He Lanjue really kept his promise and didn't make a move.

The cold wind from the air conditioner was blowing, and the room was cool. Usually at this time, Zhang Yan always woke up sweating profusely in his small and dark apartment.

The gray brocade curtains were pulled open, and the bright late summer sun shone unscrupulously. The room was brightly lit, making people feel good just looking at it.

He lazily got up from the big comfortable bed, put on the white T-shirt and underpants that He Lanjue gave him for sleeping yesterday, walked out carelessly, searched around the apartment, and finally found He Lanjue in the study .

He Lanjue was meditating on the bay window of the study.He was wearing a navy blue striped cotton home jacket, with his eyes closed, the sunlight outlined his delicate silhouette, and his plain face was extraordinarily youthful.

It really looks like a monk.Zhang Yan muttered secretly.

"Are you awake?" He Lanjue opened his eyes and smiled at him, got up and walked past him to the cloakroom.

He casually undid the buttons of his home clothes, revealing his white and refined beautiful body wantonly.

The shoulders are broad, the waist is narrow, the shoulder blades are like butterflies about to fly, the lines are neat and graceful, even a back view is so beautiful.

Zhang Yan suddenly covered his chest, what's going on?Why does my heart beat so violently just by watching a man change clothes?

He Lanjue found a gray sweatshirt from the closet and changed into it, then turned to Zhang Yan and said, "Let's go for a run together?"

Fang Qian's body is definitely not thin, but it is still too fragile for cultivation, and he must continue to exercise to strengthen it.

"Success." Zhang Yan nodded briskly.

For the next week, Zhang Yan exercised with He Lanjue and finally realized the difference between a cultivator and a mortal.He thought he had good physical strength, but after running for the same two hours, he was out of breath, and He Lanjue had a calm expression on his face—his physical strength was really abnormal.

"Are you okay?" He Lanjue stopped and asked the young man behind him.

How could a man say no, Zhang Yan's already uncomfortable face was distorted, he refused to admit defeat, and said through gritted teeth: "Yes!"

Swimming, weightlifting and long-distance running with He Lanjue, after a week, Zhang Yan felt that half of the fat he had accumulated in the past two years had disappeared.

Fortunately, the days of this crazy exercise are temporarily over with the arrival of work.

The scar on He Lanjue's forehead has completely healed.That piece of skin was as smooth as if the wound had never existed.Even the doctor was amazed, and couldn't believe that his suturing skills were so superb.

The shooting location of the magazine is a small three-story building in the art park. The exterior is a mottled concrete building with a sense of history, and the interior is decorated in a modern minimalist style.

The two arrived at the studio early.Today, he is going to shoot a campus theme with Mu Xi, whom he has worked with before.In this era of not loving confidante but loving gay friends, the three-dimensional characters who are the first male and the second male in the movie naturally have a lot of CP fans.