Overturning the Male God Daily

ually had a normal schedule, was already sound asleep.

Gu Yang leaned on the door and listened, then quietly opened the door and climbed in.

The room was pitch black.
Gu Yang approached the bed little by little, wanting to take advantage of Fan Yuan’s sleep and pinch his butt ruthlessly, making sure that Fan Yuan couldn’t even lie down.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached the bed, he heard a painful moan from the bed.

Gu Yang was taken aback.
Thinking that Fan Yuan had woken up, his body was frozen in place.

After waiting for a while, he realized that Fan Yuan seemed to be having a nightmare, his voice was painful, and his breathing was suppressed by self-excessive restraint.

Gu Yang’s heart tightened for a moment, and those playful thoughts that wanted to pinch them back suddenly disappeared.

He stood up, turned on the bedside lamp lightly, and saw Fan Yuan lying on the bed with a painful face.
His brows were tightly furrowed, and the corners of his forehead were dripping with cold sweat.

His lips were tightly closed, and only when he was in great pain would he let out a muffled hum.

Looking at Fan Yuan like this, Gu Yang felt more and more tense in his heart, this kind of Fan Yuan undoubtedly made people feel distressed.

As the most powerful male protagonist in the book, he had never shown such a vulnerable side in the book.

If Gu Yang hadn’t come here, he might never have seen Fan Yuan like this.

Was it true that in order to become stronger, the protagonist in the book had to go through a period of suffering that ordinary people can’t bear?

Gu Yang didn’t know the answer, but just looking at Fan Yuan like this, he couldn’t stand it anymore.

Gu Yang subconsciously bit his lip, sat on the edge of the bed, helped Fan Yuan wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, and then patted Fan Yuan’s arm lightly to comfort him.

Fan Yuan’s tightly locked brows gradually relaxed, and at this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, but very clear, not at all like someone who just woke up from sleep.

Fan Yuan grabbed Gu Yang’s wrist with great force, so much that Gu Yang frowned in pain, but he didn’t cry out in pain.

He stared coldly at Gu Yang for a long time with his black eyes, and the condensed expression slowly dissipated.

Fan Yuan’s voice was a little hoarse: “What are you doing here in the middle of the night?”

Gu Yang shook his head, Fan Yuan was still holding his wrist.

“Nothing, just came to have a look.”

Fan Yuan’s eyes moved down and landed on Gu Yang’s slippery legs.

“Come to see me with no pants?”

The dignified atmosphere suddenly dissipated, Gu Yang looked embarrassed, turned his head with a blushing face, and turned his bright red ears to Fan Yuan.

“No pajama pants…”

Fan Yuan didn’t ask any more questions, and didn’t explain his nightmare, as if it wasn’t surprising that Gu Yang appeared in his room in the middle of the night.

He just pulled Gu Yang hard with his hands.

“Come on, the ground is cold.”

Gu Yang’s eyelashes trembled, he climbed onto Fan Yuan’s bed with special restraint, and laid on the side cautiously, keeping a little distance from Fan Yuan, looking very proud.

However, Fan Yuan suddenly spread his arms around Gu Yang and hugged him into his arms, his chin resting on Gu Yang’s forehead, his chest against his chest.
Gu Yang could almost feel the vibration of Fan Yuan’s chest when he spoke.

“Sleep, we have to get up early tomorrow.”

Gu Yang was lying in Fan Yuan’s arms.
Fan Yuan’s arms were hot and moist, but he couldn’t help but get closer.

He squeezed in unconsciously.
Fan Yuan didn’t speak, and let Gu Yang squeeze him.

As the protagonist of the book, he must be tolerant, strong, and never complain about his pain, so no one understood his pain.

But Gu Yang knew, he knew everything about Fan Yuan.

Late at night.

Gu Yang gradually fell asleep, his breath lightly sprayed on Fan Yuan’s neck.

Fan Yuan still kept his eyes open, silently looking at the void in front of him.

His eyes were still black like an abyss, but his hands had learned to hold Gu Yang tightly in his arms.

Gu Yang slept beautifully this time, but in the morning his consciousness was hazy, as if he was holding something elastic in his hand, and he unconsciously tugged it down.

The next moment, Fan Yuan kicked him off the bed.

Gu Yang’s buttocks fell to the ground, and the pain worsened.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Fan Yuan sitting on the bed with a dark face.
His shirt was rolled up a lot, and his pajama pants were pulled down below his hips, revealing his perfect abdominal muscles and mermaid lines, just covering the important parts.

Fan Yuan showed a very ferocious smile to Gu Yang.

“Gu Yang, do you want to take off my pants?”

Gu Yang shook his head blankly.
Being forcibly awakened from sleep, his consciousness was still a little dull.

Fan Yuan had already got off the bed, took a step with his long legs, and stood in front of Gu Yang.

Gu Yang raised his head subconsciously, his gaze unconsciously fell on Fan Yuan’s abdominal muscles.

Fan Yuan pinched the back of Gu Yang’s neck to make him look up.
Looking at him with aggressive black eyes, he slowly moved his other hand down.

The next moment, Gu Yang screamed in shock.

Fan Yuan pinched his tortured buttocks even more.

On the plane flying to the neighboring city that morning, a pair of strange teenagers were sitting.

One sat outside, looking as usual.

One sat inside, with his upper body lying on the lap of the boy sitting outside, half of his legs curled up on the seat strangely, propping his butt up.

Gu Yang laid on Fan Yuan’s lap, his face was buried in Fan Yuan’s abdomen, and his buttocks stuck; he was ashamed to see anyone.

His butt was so sore he couldn’t sit still.

Fan Yuan seemed to be in a good mood.
He was watching his phone with one hand, and rubbing Gu Yang’s earlobe with the other, until his soft and white earlobe turned red and hot.

Gu Yang was dissatisfied in his heart, but he didn’t dare to show it, so he moved his legs and curled up on his buttocks.

Fan Yuan immediately pinched Gu Yang’s earlobe and tugged gently.

“What’s wrong?”

Gu Yang wanted to cry but had no tears: “No, it’s nothing.”

Fan Yuan didn’t let him go: “Is your butt uncomfortable?”

Gu Yang immediately shook his head, rubbing his head against Fan Yuan’s abdomen, moaning twice.

Fan Yuan put away the phone, raised his hand to pull Gu Yang up, hugged him, and put his hand on his buttocks.

The plane was full of people, Gu Yang blushed even more, and wanted to get off.

Fan Yuan tightened his arms: “Stop making trouble, isn’t it uncomfortable to lie on your stomach?”

Gu Yang weighed whether to continue to lie on his stomach in discomfort, or to nest comfortably in Fan Yuan’s arms, then finally decided to nest in Fan Yuan’s arms with a cheeky face, since no one knew him anyway.

Fan Yuan laughed and lifted Gu Yang up, and pulled the blanket over Gu Yang’s head.

“Don’t worry, no one will see you.”

Gu Yang, who was wrapped in a blanket, stretched out a hand from the blanket, and pulled Fan Yuan’s collar, like a silent protest.

At this moment, the stewardess passed by, and suddenly said to the girl sitting in front of Gu Yang and Fan Yuan: “Miss, why is your face so red? Are you sick?”

The girl in the front row shook her head in embarrassment: “It’s nothing, it’s nothing.”

After dismissing the stewardess, the girl in the front row sighed softly, patted her beating little heart, and turned her head to peek at the two handsome boys behind her.

D*mn, this business trip was worth it, I actually encountered such a crazy thing.

What butt, what uncomfortable, of course she didn’t understand.

Hehe.