National male god A exploded

Chapter 895
Although it was at his own home, Xiao Yuanjie still couldn't accept it, he couldn't accept that he was dreaming of being with a man!
Now that he and Feng Ran were alone in a closed recording studio, Xiao Yuanjie had a ghost in his heart, so he felt uncomfortable no matter how he sat.

Feng Ran sat so close that Xiao Yuanjie could clearly smell the pleasant fragrance from her hair.

Xiao Yuanjie unconsciously moved to the side, not daring to get too close to Fengran.

"Can you lend me the guitar?" Feng Ran asked with a smile, not noticing Xiao Yuanjie's abnormality.

Xiao Yuanjie nodded, and handed the guitar to Feng Ran.

Accidentally touched Feng Ran's finger, Xiao Yuanjie withdrew his hand as if electrocuted, with an expression of disgust and fright.

Noticing his movements, Feng Ran chuckled, "So afraid of me?"

Xiao Yuanjie was agitated by Feng Ran, and instinctively replied, "Who is afraid of you, gay!"

Sealing and dyeing: ...

Xiao Yuanjie: ...

Xiao Yuanjie was also shocked by his own reaction, obviously now he looks more like a gay.

Feng Ran's face froze for a moment, Xiao Yuanjie thought he was angry, and explained in a stuttering manner, "I didn't mean that."

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Feng Ran laughed at himself, "I don't know if it's my real mother, but I was always called a sissy when I was studying."

"Who told you?"

Xiao Yuanjie's tone was a bit aggressive, as if as long as Feng Ran told who it was, he would beat him to death.

Xiao Yuanjie didn't know that Feng Ran had such an experience.

As a straight man, Xiao Yuanjie asked himself that he couldn't accept being called a bitch.

"It's nothing, it's all over." Feng Ran smiled, and sat down with his guitar in his arms, his slender legs folded handsomely.

Facing Shang Fengran's handsome profile, Xiao Yuanjie suddenly felt a little guilty, "I didn't mean that just now."

"It's okay." Feng Ran smiled at him, the smile was sinister and harmless, seductive.

Xiao Yuanjie: ...

Facing Shang Fengran's smiling face, Xiao Yuanjie's mind froze for an instant, and he forgot what to say next.

Feng Ran didn't notice his abnormality either. He plucked the guitar with his slender fingers handsomely, and a note sounded.

The very familiar tune was played by Xiao Yuanjie just now.

Xiao Yuanjie was a little surprised that Feng Ran could do it just by listening to himself.

However, it was different from Xiao Yuanjie's playing, this little refreshing piece was played by Feng Ran's hands, and there was a hint of madness.

Also because of that madness, the feeling of this song is completely different from before.

Listening to the piece, Xiao Yuanjie suddenly understood why he couldn't play it right.

What kind of person makes what kind of music, I am not a small and fresh person in my bones, and now I am just a small and fresh person, so how to play it is awkward, but after Feng Ran changed the tune, the whole tune became much more natural.

The song of Fengrantan still has a small and fresh taste, but after the arrangement is changed, it has a little more vitality, and it has a more youthful campus flavor.

"Are you reminding me?" Xiao Yuanjie suddenly understood the meaning of Feng Rantan.

Feng Ran's plucking hand paused, and the music stopped abruptly.

"It can't be called a hint, it's just a sudden inspiration, but if it can give you inspiration, it's also very good."

Returning the guitar to Xiao Yuanjie, Feng Ran swung his backpack over his shoulder, tilted his head and shook his hand at Xiao Yuanjie, "Let's go, see you tomorrow."

"I came by car, let me see you off." Xiao Yuanjie said subconsciously.

After speaking, Xiao Yuanjie regretted it again.

Although he and Feng Ran are no longer enemies, they are not friends either. He is so close.

"No need, someone will pick me up soon." Feng Ran smiled at Xiao Yuanjie, and stepped out of the recording studio.

(End of this chapter)