Grandpa is tired of this long-distance love run

At the end of a song, Yan Feiran ended with a wonderful guitar solo.

The electric guitar in his hand, the hot sweat flying in the air, his star-like eyes, and his flamboyant and powerful body all became Yan Feiran's weapons.

Hearty.

All the audience off the stage were ignited by Yan Feiran, including the most staid executives and the most boring actuaries, all raised their hands high and shouted screams they had never imagined.

Yan Feiran ended with a beautiful portamento, which freezes into a beautiful painting.He panted, sweat dripped down his temples, and the soaked neck released the sexy charm of male hormones.

He looked at the audience with a big smile, waved his hand, took the microphone to his mouth and said, "Thank you everyone!"

Seeing him bowing with his guitar in his arms as he descended from the lifting platform, the audience applauded thunderously. The name "Yan Feiran" was shouted by people, and the sound almost toppled the roof.

He just has such a magical power that makes all the people watching him fall in love with him immediately.

He would make all the performances, in this moment, eclipse and become his foils.

Zhou Zihua left from the side of the stage and said to his assistant, "You can go."

She thought she knew enough about Yan Feiran's strength, but she still miscalculated.Even with such a hasty performance, Yan Feiran still delivered a perfect answer.

She should be relieved to see successors in the music world.

However, in the face of such amazing talents, even she couldn't help feeling jealous.

Yan Feiran's strength is too amazing.

Zhou Zihua thought to himself: She is like this, how unfair should a male singer who was born in the same era as Yan Feiran be?

With him around one day, what future will they have?

No wonder Yan Feiran has so many black fans, they will be swarmed at the slightest sign of trouble.Ask yourself, she may not be able to bear it if it is changed.

As Yan Feiran stepped down, the hearts of the audience seemed to leave with him.

The next performance was unexpectedly no longer eye-catching.

With Yan Feiran's strength, it should be the finale.But after all, he was a temporary rescue, replacing Wu Li's program.After him, there are several more shows to be performed.

But with Zhuyu in front, everyone was a little absent-minded.

It seemed that all the passion had been exhausted, and even the applause seemed sparse.

Before the Christmas annual meeting was over, Yan Feiran's fans in the venue spread the video of "No Reason" to Yan Feiran's circle, which caused a new round of crying and howling.

[Ah, today is a day of crazy jealousy! 】

[Mama asked me why I was kneeling to watch the video! 】

[It's my problem, why can't I enter Yade Electronics! 】

[Oh my god my god!That hand, that leg, that waist!Brother Yan, kill me to cheer you up]

[Can I still hear the scene for no reason in my lifetime? 】

【Yan Feiran is too strong! 】

[This stage, you told me that he went there temporarily? 】

[omg can he still change the song? ! 】

【I'm crazy, brother kill me】

Not to mention the fans, even Cui Xiaoru, who is the manager, could not expect Yan Feiran to present such a wonderful stage.

When everyone thought he should seek stability, he changed his song to be more suitable for the current situation.

When everyone thinks that there is no merit but no fault, what he pursues is still the ultimate.

Great music, great acting.

#燕飞然无原因无为#, #燕飞然亚德电子圣诞年会# and other entries immediately airborne to the top of the search list. Anyone who has watched his performance video, as long as they don’t wear colored glasses, will be overwhelmed by his charm .

Even people who don't understand rock, or even music, will fall in love with him because of his strong appeal on stage.

Yan Feiran set off waves of frenzy on the Internet, but he sat quietly in the nanny's car, leaning against the back of the car seat and falling asleep peacefully.

The whole day's anticipation and waiting, the more anxious mood in the boredom, and the drinks in the tavern were all vented in this happy performance.

A hearty performance, both for him and for the audience.

For Yan Feiran, music is not a dream, but a tool at his fingertips.

An artist in the eyes of others, he is only truly being himself.

The driver drove the car quite smoothly, shuttling through the early morning of Christmas Eve, which was decorated with colorful lights.

In the light outside the window, he slept like a child.

Cui Xiaoru took out the thin blanket that was always in the car and covered him. Everyone breathed lightly and couldn't bear to disturb him.

Sheng Jin was still at the company, and he took time out of his busy schedule to watch Yan Feiran's performance video, and his heart trembled.

The song "No Reason" was written to him by Yan Feiran when he was in love, it was so warm.The love that shouted out, the heat that was enough to start a prairie fire, made his soul tremble more than once.

Of course, including this time.

He is willing to sing.

Sheng Jin closed her eyes and leaned back on the desk and chair, took off her glasses, and covered the wet corners of her eyes with her hands.

After that incident happened six years ago, Yan Feiran never sang again.

He is willing to sing.

His chest was filled with sour emotions, he quickly finished replying to all parties' emails, put other matters on hold, and drove to Yan Feiran's residence.

The nanny car slowly parked downstairs.

At the same time that it came to a complete stop, Yan Feiran woke up instantly.

Under the thick and slender eyelashes, there is a pair of clear and somewhat misty beautiful eyes.He just woke up and didn't know where he was, and he looked even a little ignorant and cute.

Seeing Zhou Qinqin as a loving mother, she spoke softly as if coaxing a kindergarten child, "Brother Ran, shall I send you up?"

Yan Feiran rubbed his eyes, with a deep tiredness in his voice, "No need."

After sleeping in the car for a while, I felt even more sleepy.I wish I could throw myself on the big comfortable bed right now and sleep in the dark.

He propped himself up from the seat, and after getting out of the car, he waved at a few people, meaning to reassure them.

But seeing that he was a little unsteady when he walked, how could he really feel at ease?

Including the driver, all four people focused their attention on him, and they didn't look back until they saw him enter the gate of the building.

After getting out of the elevator, Yan Feiran immediately saw Sheng Jin leaning against the door.

Sheng Jin was also extremely sleepy.

The high-intensity work for many days, coupled with dealing with this sudden accident, has brought not only physical fatigue, but also mental exhaustion.

However, when he saw Yan Feiran appear, he immediately stood up straight with a smile on his lips.

"Ran Ran."

Sheng Jin stretched out his hand towards him.

Yan Feiran gave a dazed "hmm" and put his hand in his palm.

Almost leaning on Sheng Jin to enter the door, Yan Feiran was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes.Seeing Sheng Jin carrying him to the bedroom, he muttered, "No, I have to take a shower first."

He sang a song just now, and although the makeup on his face was removed, he couldn't bear the stickiness on his body.

Sheng Jin couldn't help laughing, and fondled the top of his hair.

I'm so sleepy like this, and I'm still thinking about getting clean.Grandma was right, Yan Feiran was a child who loved to show off feathers since he was a child.

"Lie down for a while, I'll get you some water." Sheng Jin looked at him with gentle eyes, "Take a hot bath before you can sleep."

Yan Feiran rubbed her face against the palm of his hand, until his heart almost melted.

Sheng Jin took a deep breath and turned around resolutely.

If this continues, he really can't guarantee whether he will take the opportunity to have other thoughts.

Looking at the rushing water, Sheng Jin put white milk bath salt into the water, and added essential oil foam balls to wash it away.He placed the water carefully, and slowly stirred it with his hands until the surface of the bathtub was covered with a thick layer of fine foam.

It seems that as long as he does this, he can resist the temptation of a sleepy Yan Feiran who is obedient.

After drying his hands and returning to the bedroom, he thought Yan Feiran had fallen asleep.

Yan Feiran is half asleep and half awake, as long as he relaxes a little, he can fall asleep completely.But he kept holding on, feeling Sheng Jin approaching, and murmured, "Is the water ready?"

"All right."

Sheng Jin gently helped him to the bathroom, took off his clothes carefully, held his arm and let Yan Feiran step into the bathtub.

Wrapped in the hot water with the aroma of milk, Yan Feiran let out a sigh of comfort, closed his eyes and sank into the wonderful touch.The steam was steaming, staining his eyelashes, making Ruyu's face quietly reveal a lovely crimson color.

Sheng Jin forced himself to calm down.

After taking Yan Feiran out of the bath, drying his body, drying his hair, putting on his pajamas, and hugging him to bed, Sheng Jin was sweating profusely.

Standing under the shower, Sheng Jin thought about the scene just now, and relieved herself a bit before going out with a towel around her waist.

There is no his pajamas here, Yan Feiran's pajamas would be too tight for him to wear, so he just lay down on the bed like this, rolled up Yan Feiran who had already fallen asleep, and hugged him into his arms.

With her lover in her arms, Sheng Jin thought she would be distracted, but unexpectedly, she fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

The middle of the night passed, and both of them were exhausted.

This time, Yan Feiran slept until the afternoon.

He gently removed the hand on his waist, and the memory of last night slowly surfaced.How could he not feel Sheng Jin's gentle protection and love?

Obviously, he could sneak in, but Sheng Jin didn't.

Without the habitual smile on her lips, Sheng Jin's sleeping face even looked a little serious.I don't know what I dreamed of, and I frowned slightly.

Yan Feiran reached out to smooth his brows, lifted the quilt and got up.

Walking out of the bedroom, the living room is filled with winter sunshine and looks warm.

Yan Feiran touched his cheek and suddenly laughed.

What did Christmas really have to do with him after all?

It is neither a traditional festival in China, nor a day worth commemorating. I don't know where yesterday's worry about gains and losses came from.

Tsk, too much.

After eating something casually, he slumped lazily on the large and comfortable sofa, putting himself in the sunshine.

It's just that I seem to have forgotten something?

Yan Feiran tried his best to mobilize his thoughts, from waking up in the morning and seeing the arm swearing sovereignty, back to him waving goodbye to Cui Xiaoru, to the scene of singing, the expectation and disappointment when he received the phone call, the Cointreau in the tavern... …

Ah yes!

Bistro!

How did I forget? !

Yan Feiran was startled, turned over and sat up on the sofa, scratching his hair while looking for a cell phone to make a call.

He was the one who invited Chu Jianan, but in the end he left the drunk child alone and completely forgot about it.

Look what he has done.

The phone was connected quickly, but Chu Jianan didn't pick it up until the ringing ended.Yan Feiran frowned, and dialed two more times, but the result was still the same.