Chapter 978: He takes no pictures (1)

Looking at the dragon lying asleep beside her day by day, Yang Zimei was very satisfied, but she didn't want to close her eyes for a moment.
She wants to cherish every minute with him.
Therefore, she has been looking at him, looking at his thin, but still handsome face, looking at his closed eyes, long eyelashes, tall nose, and thin, thin lips, Sexy chin, and the knot that made her want to take a bite ...
Maybe it's the lover's eyes.
Everything, even a piece of hair, made her feel perfect, so perfect that he wanted to make him a picture and hang it on the wall.
By the way, he doesn't have a picture of him, so why not take a picture of him asleep quietly?
Also, until he gets up tomorrow, he must ask Luo Yinghao to take a group photo with them. Remember that he seems to have brought a camera, took a lot of photos for Lan Yaya, and it is still a Sony camera that is ready to shoot good results.
Thinking of this, she got up and knocked on Luo Yinghao's door.
"Master Yang, in the middle of the night, you don't want to sleep with your handsome dragon, run to knock on my door, I'm afraid your handsome dragon will break my neck."
Luo Yinghao muttered dissatisfied.
"I'm afraid your family has misunderstood it."
Yang Zimei rolled her eyes. "Crap nonsense, use the camera for me immediately."
"Hey, are you going to take photos with your handsome dragon?"
Luo Yinghao laughed warily.
"Get off! Such insignificant indecision and bottomless lines, I want to tell Yaya, let her ignore you."
Yang Zimei wasn't rude. "Also, move away from my house immediately and never give you a room again. You know, that Huo Wenhua is willing to pay the same level of rent as a five-star hotel, but please be here Renting, you do n’t have to eat for nothing, and you are so good friends, they are so cumbersome, hum.

As soon as Luo Yinghao heard it, he panicked, and hurriedly said, "Really, it's not a joke? I'll give you the camera right now."
"How fast you can take it immediately, and remember to take a picture of us tomorrow."
Yang Zimei rolled his eyes.
"Yes, Chief!"
Luo Yinghao saluted a military salute, hurried into the room to get the camera to Yang Zimei.
Yang Zimei walked back to the room with the camera, but was stopped by Zhu Gezhen.
Zhuge Ye stayed here yesterday.
"Most of the night, son Zhuge, don't you sleep, run out to be a wandering soul?"
Yang Zimei taunted.
"As long as you are a wandering soul, you are not allowed to be a wandering soul?"
"This is my home. I have the right to be a wandering soul, and you as a wandering soul can scare the owner. That's not good."
"Okay, you make sense."
Instead of arguing with her, Zhu Gezhen looked at the camera in her hand and asked, "Most of the night, why are you holding a camera? Who do you want to take a picture of?"
"Take pictures every day and spend more time with him. Take a few pictures and remember."
Yang Zimei replied.
"Zi Mei, let me tell you something--"
Zhu Gezhen's expression was a bit weird. "In the past, Long and I were companions in the kindergarten day by day. When everyone took the class photos, I didn't know why. I always took him blurry. People are very clear, which made the photographer depressed for a long time, wondering what went wrong with his technology, so that the exposure became like this. But this is not accidental, I also took photos with him alone later, and still A white shadow ... "