Overturning the Male God Daily

both of them were a little silent.

The main reason was that this painting was too abstract.
The black silhouette can barely be seen as the eyes, nose, and mouth, and the colorful paint on the top of the head, if you didn’t know it, one wouldn’t imagine that the painting was a flower crown.

Gu Yang curled up in Fan Yuan’s palm, curling up shyly, burying his cheeks in his knees, and a pair of small ears exposed outside were flushed.

“I really like it.”

Fan Yuan spoke suddenly, which made Gu Yang stunned for a moment.

He didn’t praise Gu Yang’s painting against his will, he just said “I like it very much”.

Gu Yang looked up at Fan Yuan in a daze.
Fan Yuan’s gaze was still on the abstract painting, his expression was very focused, and he didn’t feel disgusted at all.

Fan Yuan used his actions to tell Gu Yang that he really liked this painting, it was not perfunctory or polite.

Gu Yang curled up in Fan Yuan’s palm, lowered his head and rubbed his cheek against Fan Yuan’s palm, and didn’t speak any more.

Fan Yuan suddenly put Gu Yang back on the desk, picked up the painting and walked out.

Gu Yang hurried to the table:

“What are you doing?”

Fan Yuan walked out of the study room with the painting, and looked back at Gu Yang.

“I’ll hang it up, you wait for me here.”

Hang it up?

Seeing Fan Yuan’s figure disappear at the door of the study, Gu Yang felt a little unbelievable, such an ugly painting, Fan Yuan actually wanted to hang it up?

Gu Yang clutched his little heart that started beating wildly, sat cross-legged on the desk, pressed his heart for a while, and touched his hot cheeks.

He waited for a long time, but he never saw Fan Yuan come back.

Gu Yang couldn’t sit still anymore, he waved to the wall, controlled the flower stem lying on the wall to come over, sat on the flower stem, and went out from the study.

Where would Fan Yuan hang that ugly painting?

Gu Yang went all the way from the study to the living room on the first floor, but he didn’t see Fan Yuan’s figure.
Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Gu Yang’s mind, as if he had thought of something, he immediately raised his little head and looked upstairs.

“No way……”

This guess made him a little uncertain, but Gu Yang still controlled the flower stem and went upstairs again.

He rode on the flower stem and slowly approached the big iron gate at the end of the corridor.
After walking in, he found that the big iron gate was half-closed, and Fan Yuan was indeed here!

Gu Yang was excited, he carefully leaned against the crack of the door and looked in, and saw Fan Yuan standing by the wall of the cage room, looking at the paintings on the wall.

At this time, the brightest light was turned on in the cage room, allowing Gu Yang to easily see what Fan Yuan was doing.

There were two paintings hanging on the wall, one was the one that Fan Yuan once painted for Gu Yang, and the other was the ghostly talisman that Gu Yang just painted.

The two paintings were hung side by side, and Fan Yuan was looking at the two paintings seriously.

Gu Yang looked at the two paintings hanging together.
The strong contrast between beauty and ugliness made him feel even more embarrassed.
He was about to sneak away when he saw Fan Yuan suddenly raise his head and slowly approach the paintings on the wall.

In the huge cage house, there was a golden iron cage half-covered with a black cloth in the middle, and two paintings, one beautiful and one ugly, hung on the wall.

Under the bright light, Fan Yuan raised his head slightly and kissed the painting lightly.

Gu Yang was crouching at the door gap, and from this angle, it was clear to see that Fan Yuan closed his eyes and lightly kissed the painting of Gu Yang, as if he was kissing Gu Yang’s image in the painting, kissing his face in the painting right on the lips.

Fan Yuan’s expression was so focused, so serious, and there was even some piety on his face that Gu Yang had never seen in Fan Yuan.

“Boom-boom-boom-“

Gu Yang clutched his beating heart and kept backing away.
He fell unsteadily from the flower stem.
His body fell halfway and green light flashed, then his small clothes were torn.
He suddenly became bigger and returned to his normal body shape. 

The fair skin was very conspicuous on the dark carpet.
Gu Yang accidentally bumped into the half-closed iron door, and the iron door was pushed open a little, making a slight noise.

Gu Yang’s heart was beating violently and his mind was blank.
He got up from the ground and ran back to the bedroom in a panic.

Fan Yuan inside the iron gate heard the commotion but did not look back.
He was still kissing Gu Yang in the painting lightly, and took a long time to take a step back.
His black eyes slowly turned to look at the half-open iron gate.

He didn’t seem surprised, as if he knew that Gu Yang would come over to take a peek.

Fan Yuan walked slowly to the iron gate, turned off the bright lights in the room, and left, the iron gate was closed and locked automatically.

If Gu Yang were to put some thought into it, he would notice that Fan Yuan rarely turned on the brightest lamp when he came into the cage room.
He would just come to hang a painting, and there would be no reason for him to turn on such bright lights.
They were so bright that Gu Yang couldn’t miss anything inside the room.

At this time, Gu Yang was curled up on the big bed in the bedroom, wrapped in a quilt full of Fan Yuan’s smell, hiding under the quilt, pressing his heart that was beating faster and faster.

His thoughts were chaotic, and the image of Fan Yuan kissing him in the painting appeared over and over again in his mind.

Fan Yuan was always restrained and polite, and he had never kissed his lips so far.

But just now, Gu Yang saw Fan Yuan secretly kissing him in the painting.

He couldn’t control his heartbeat from accelerating, and he couldn’t control his cheeks from flushing.

Gu Yang finally knew that it wasn’t that Fan Yuan didn’t want to kiss him, it was just that Fan Yuan was used to restraint and politeness, all of this had long been woven into Fan Yuan’s bones and blood, and it couldn’t be changed.

This was Fan Yuan’s secret, and Gu Yang now knew this secret.

This kind of thought made Gu Yang unable to calm down.

Familiar footsteps came from outside the blanket, it was Fan Yuan coming over.

Fan Yuan didn’t greet Gu Yang who was hiding under the blanket, but turned around and went into the bathroom.

There was the sound of water in the bathroom, and Fan Yuan came out again after a while.

Gu Yang felt the quilt on top of his head being gently tugged.
He tightened his grip on the quilt, and then slowly loosened it, allowing Fan Yuan to pull the quilt off his head.

There was no change in Fan Yuan’s expression, as if he didn’t notice Gu Yang’s peeking just now.

He held a steaming towel in his hand, and the other reached into the quilt, gently pressing the back of Gu Yang’s neck.

Gu Yang squinted his eyes, and when Fan Yuan’s cool fingertips touched the back of his neck, he subconsciously shrank his shoulders, and then slowly relaxed, opening his body.

“Why did you suddenly get bigger? Get up, and I’ll wipe the paint thats on you.”

Gu Yang was lying on the bed, looking at Fan Yuan seriously with emerald green eyes, allowing Fan Yuan to gently pull his arm, pull him up, and remove the quilt wrapped around him.

The quilt slowly slid down from both sides of Gu Yang’s body, revealing the defenseless Gu Yang under the quilt.

Fan Yuan approached with a hot towel, gently pressed the towel on Gu Yang’s cheek, and wiped it off little by little.

Gu Yang looked at Fan Yuan’s approaching black eyes, and his body trembled slightly.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Fan Yuan’s sleeve.

“Fan Yuan?”

Fan Yuan’s black eyes turned, and his eyes met Gu Yang’s emerald green eyes, which were peaceful.

“What’s wrong?”

Gu Yang unconsciously bit his lip and shook his head.

“Nothing.”

Fan Yuan withdrew his gaze, and continued to wipe the paint on Gu Yang’s body carefully and gently.

Gu Yang lowered his head and spread out his left hand hanging on the quilt.

The small book in the palm of the left hand shimmered:

Fan Yuan’s favorability score: 29 points.

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