Otherwise, where in the world would there be a girl who wouldn’t want to be a beautiful model?
With this idea, he even wanted to take a photo of her as a souvenir.
"This... girl, can I ask you something?"
Chen Fan asked hesitantly.
"I said, I don't have time to be your model."
Yang Zi raised his eyebrows and said.
"It's not that, but I want to take a photo with you. I wonder if you are willing?"
Afraid of her rejection, Chen Fan continued, "I know that my request is too abrupt. Don't worry, I don't mean any blasphemy. I just appreciate you out of my appreciation of lotus flowers. I hope you don't do it this time."
It doesn’t take much time to say no, it only takes a minute.”
Seeing him like this, Yang Zimei really couldn't refuse, so he nodded in agreement.
"Oh yeah!"
Chen Fan, who was already in his thirties, was so happy that he cheered like a little boy. He danced and asked Yang Zimei to stand by the lake, pressed the selfie button, and then quickly came to her side.
Click!
The flashlight came on.
"That's it. Thank you."
Chen Fan happily returned to his camera and pulled out the photos inside.
He only glanced at it and then froze, with a look of heavy shock on his face, and murmured, "How could this happen? How could this happen?"
Seeing that he was strange, Yang Zimei turned over to look at the photos in the camera.
She also felt slightly surprised.
There is himself in the photo, but Chen Fan is gone. There is only a shadow where he stands.
"It doesn't look like an exposure. What's going on?"
Chen Fan checked the photos carefully and couldn't figure out why the photos he took would look like this.
"How long has it been since you took a picture of yourself?"
This was not the first time that Yang Zimei had seen the lack of human figures in the photo, so he was not very surprised.
Because now Chen Fan himself 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 time, what he was thinking about was not his own problem, but his naive belief that because Yang Zimei was a lotus spirit, he, a mortal, stood with her and was affected by her divine power, so he could not manifest.
How could he have thought that he, a living person, would have weird things happen that would not show up when taking photos?
Yang Zimei's fingers moved slightly and tapped his acupuncture points, causing his consciousness to be blank at this time, like a wooden man without any conscious thoughts.
Yang Zimei stretched out her fingers to check his pulse.
The pulse beat is still a little different from that of ordinary people, and the rhythm is half as slow.
Yang Zimei stretched out her fingers and placed them on his seal.
Sure enough, my fingers could clearly feel the evil energy coming from inside, and it even seemed like a creature was about to move.
Is it really like being poisoned by something like poison?
Is it someone who has been waiting in this lotus lake for a long time, or is it someone who was chosen by chance?
Yang Zimei released her fingers, unblocked his acupuncture points, and then left.
Chen Fan himself didn't have any consciousness, he just felt that he was dazzled just now.
Seeing that Yang Zimei had gone far away, he felt really regretful, but he did not dare to catch up. He could only secretly take a picture of Yang Zimei's back with the feeling of meeting a god.
