Chapter 1312: Life doubt (20)

Otherwise, where in the world would there be girls who are unwilling to be beautiful models?
With this idea, he even wanted to take a picture of her as a souvenir.
"This ... girl, can I ask you something?"
Chen Fan hesitated to ask.
"I said, I don't have time to be your model."
Yang Zimei said openly.
"Not this, but I want to take a picture with you, I wonder if you would?"
Afraid of her refusal, Chen Fan continued, "I know, my request is too abrupt. You can rest assured that I have no meaning of blasphemy, I just admire you for the general appreciation of the lotus, I hope you do not want to Reject. It doesn't take much time, just one minute. "
Seeing him like this, Yang Zimei really couldn't refuse, so he nodded and promised.
"Oh yeah!"
Chen Fan, already in his thirties, was rejoicing like a little boy at this moment. He danced to let Yang Zimei stand by the lake, pressed the selfie button, and quickly came to her.
Click!
The flash fired.
"It's over, thank you."
Chen Fan happily returned to his camera and called up the photos inside.
He just looked at it and froze, with a heavy blow on his face, and murmured in his mouth, "How could this be? How could this be?"
Seeing him strange, Yang Zimei hooked his head and looked at the photos in the camera.
She also felt slightly surprised.
There is himself in the photo, but Chen Fan is gone, and there is only a cloud of shadows where he stands.
"It doesn't look like exposure, what's going on?"
Chen Fan carefully checked the photos, and couldn't figure out how to do it. The photos he took would be like this.
"How long haven't you photographed yourself?"
It wasn't the first time Yang Zimei saw Yang Zimei when he couldn't make a portrait, so he wasn't really surprised.
Because now Chen Fan has some problems.
"It's been a few years. I usually like to take pictures of lotus flowers. I have no interest in taking pictures of myself."
Chen Fan recalled.
At this moment, what he thought in his mind was not his own problem, but innocently believed that because Yang Zimei was a lotus elf, and his mortal stood with her and was affected by her divine power, so he could not show up.
Where would he think of himself as a living person, the weird thing of taking pictures without showing up?
Yang Zimei's fingers moved slightly, and he clicked on his acupoint, leaving his consciousness blank at this time, just like a wooden man, without any conscious thought.
Yang Zimei reached out his fingers and probed his pulse.
The pulse beat is still a little different from ordinary people, and the rhythm is half slow.
Yang Zimei reached out his finger and placed it on his Yintang.
Sure enough, the fingers clearly felt the wicked air from inside, even like a creature was about to move.
Is it really something like poison?
Was it in the long look of this lotus lake, or was it selected occasionally?
Yang Zimei released his finger, released his acupuncture point, and then left.
And Chen Fan himself did not have any consciousness, but felt that he had just been dazzled.
Seeing Yang Zimei had gone, his heart was really regrettable, but he didn't dare to catch up, and only secretly took a picture of Yang Zimei's back with the general mood of meeting a god.