Bright moon and clear wind

In fact, Mo Yuelang flew back from Europe, but the arrival time of his flight coincided with the flight from Southeast Asia, so he ran into those group of star chasing fans.

He casually folded his arms around his chest, raised his eyebrows at Lu Fengqing and said, "Shoot me?"

Lu Fengqing suddenly became nervous and began to regret making such an abrupt request.

After all, the person standing in front of him was a world-class supermodel, so a half-hearted photographer like him would take pictures whenever he wanted.He pinched the hem of his trousers anxiously, and explained: "I was here to take pictures of others, but it turned out..."

As a result, the plan was completely disrupted by you.Lu Fengqing didn't dare to say the last sentence.

Mo Yuelang still didn't agree, and said unhurriedly: "I've been on a plane all day." His voice was lazy, with a hint of hoarseness in his deep voice, as if he hadn't rested well.

This should be rejected.Okay, it seems that it is not so easy to shoot supermodels.Lu Fengqing lowered his head and compromised without confidence: "Then forget it."

As soon as the words were finished, Lu Fengqing heard a very light chuckle, and at the right time, the elevator gave out a pleasant notification sound, indicating that the third floor of the basement had arrived, and he was not sure if he heard it wrong.

Mo Yuelang stood up straight from the wall of the compartment and walked out with long legs. When he stepped out of the elevator door, he turned his head slightly and said to Lu Fengqing, "Let you take pictures."

Lu Fengqing was stunned, and couldn't believe that Mo Yuelang was really willing to take pictures of him.Seeing that the tall and long-legged man in front of him was about to walk away, he had no time to be happy, so he quickly followed Mo Yuelang's pace.

Mo Yuelang's car is a Toyota Land? Cruiser, which is as low-key as himself.After putting the suitcase into the trunk, he came to the driver's door, looked at Lu Fengqing who was standing beside him at a loss and asked, "How do you want to take pictures?"

For Lu Fengqing, this is really a problem.Since he touched the camera, he has never photographed a professional model. Even though his current job gives him many opportunities to photograph artists, it is just a follow-up shoot, and others will not intentionally pose according to his requirements.

Needless to say, Mo Yuelang has gone through countless big shows and been on countless covers, so he has naturally come into contact with many top photographers.

It's like asking the aunt of the neighborhood committee to instruct the top dancers to dance square dances. The only difference is that the aunt of the neighborhood committee may not be so embarrassed when she is old, but Lu Fengqing is different. He doesn't know how to speak at all. .

"I, I'll try to take two pictures first." Lu Fengqing didn't want to behave too poorly, so he raised the camera first, intending to delay for a while and think about it.

However, before he had time to press the shutter, Mo Yuelang said, "You only shot my face?"

Just now, in order to take pictures of small stars in the distance, Lu Fengqing used a telephoto lens. The characteristic of this kind of lens is that it can take pictures far away, but correspondingly, it can only take pictures of close things very narrowly.Now that he and Mo Yuelang were standing so close, it was obvious that he couldn't get a picture of Mo Yuelang's whole body.

Although it is enough to shoot Mo Yuelang's face, in fact, the real valuable thing of this supermodel is his body.

It is said that just those straight long legs have bought millions of insurance.

Lu Fengqing put down the camera in embarrassment, and wanted to take out the standard lens from the camera bag to replace it, but at this moment he suddenly felt a shadow moving in front of him.

He raised his head subconsciously, and found that Mo Yuelang came behind him for some reason, wrapped his left hand around his chest, held up the cannon-like telephoto lens, and put his right hand on his right waist to fix his waist. body, and at the same time bent slightly, resting his chin on his shoulder.

Lu Fengqing froze in place immediately.This is... what to do?

Mo Yuelang didn't put his chin on Lu Fengqing's shoulder in a pretense, but pressed down the weight of his whole head.He raised the camera with his left hand, glanced at the viewfinder, as if confirming his thoughts, and said, "It's true that only my face can be photographed."

The faint woody male fragrance poured into the nostrils, the deep voice echoed in the ears, the vibration from the chin spread to the fingertips along the skin, Lu Fengqing trembled involuntarily.

It was only at this time that he realized that Mo Yuelang was trying to make sure that he could shoot like this.

But is it really necessary?Lu Fengqing was very confused.It is impossible for an experienced international supermodel like Mo Yuelang not to see that a telephoto lens is not suitable here.

Besides, it was Mo Yuelang who was the first to see that the camera was wrong. As for walking over like this, did he deliberately bend down to his height to confirm this?

After Mo Yuelang said this in Lu Fengqing's ear, he left behind Lu Fengqing very naturally.That calm attitude made Lu Fengqing a little ashamed of himself. Presumably, the reason why a supermodel is a supermodel must be because he works hard.

"I'll change the lens." Lu Fengqing said.

Mo Yuelang didn't say any more, just stood quietly watching Lu Fengqing's actions.Originally, the lens had been changed countless times, but for some reason it was so difficult to change today, Lu Fengqing was so clumsy that he almost dropped the lens on the ground.

After finally getting ready, Lu Fengqing became embarrassed again, because he really didn't know what pose to ask Mo Yuelang to pose.He coughed unnaturally, and said with a guilty conscience: "You can pose in any position, just... do what you want."

"Are you sure?" Mo Yuelang raised his eyebrows.

Lu Fengqing nodded, and said with a broken can, "Anyway, I can't shoot well."

Mo Yuelang lowered his head and laughed in a low voice, it seemed that he was really amused by Lu Fengqing.However, when he raised his head again, he seemed to put on a concentrated expression, put his hands on the car casually, and gave Lu Fengqing a profile.

Lu Fengqing quickly raised the camera, followed Mo Yuelang's movements to capture every moment of him.

As expected of a professional model, Mo Yuelang kept changing poses without Lu Fengqing's prompting.

After taking about seven or eight poses, Mo Yuelang untied the shirt tied around his waist, threw it into the car, then sat in the driver's seat, put the back of the seat back, spread his legs, and leaned casually on the seat On his back, he assumed an extremely lazy posture.

From here on, Mo Yuelang's temperament changed.As for where Lu Fengqing has changed, I can't tell, I just feel that those gray-green eyes seem to be stained with a layer of charm, and looking at him intently is like... wanting to strip him of all his clothes. of.

Lu Fengqing was a little awkward, and wanted to ask if it would be okay to change his expression, this is a parking lot, and he wasn't taking private photos.But thinking about the fact that he let Mo Yuelang play freely just now, it's hard to say anything at this time, besides, if this group of photos were taken as private photos, then Mo Yuelang's expression is indeed very good.

After the shooting was almost finished, Lu Fengqing stopped to check the previous results, and Mo Yuelang also got out of the car and came to his side.

The LCD screen of the camera is so big that if two people look at it together, their heads must be together.Lu Fengqing focused on flipping through the photos in his hand, but didn't notice that Mo Yuelang's eyes were not actually looking at the screen, but casually fixed on his side face, as if looking at him was more interesting than looking at the photos.

"You are really good at taking pictures." Lu Fengqing praised sincerely.He believes that even if the tool he uses is a mobile phone, Mo Yuelang can make him feel like making a blockbuster film.

"Of course." Mo Yuelang said lightly, "After all, he took out his trump card."

"Assassin's mace?" Lu Fengqing raised his head curiously to look at Mo Yuelang, and Mo Yuelang stood up straight in time so that the distance between their faces would not be too close.He gave a faint "hmm" and continued slowly: "The name of this killer is called, you can see people hard with your eyes."

Lu Fengqing didn't realize the meaning of Mo Yuelang's words at all, he subconsciously thought that he meant to look at people in a daze or see petrification, so he asked really puzzled: "Where is it hard?"

Hearing this, Mo Yuelang was obviously taken aback for a second, as if he didn't expect Lu Fengqing to have such a reaction.He raised the corner of his mouth and asked amusedly, "Where else can you be hard on?"

Next, Lu Fengqing's expression gradually changed from bewilderment to bewilderment, and then from bewilderment to shock, the level of excitement was comparable to the ever-changing rain clouds.He blushed and stammered, "You, you said this."

Now Lu Fengqing was even more confused, he really couldn't figure out what was going on in Mo Yuelang's mind, how could he suddenly start talking about nasty jokes when he was doing a good job.

"Yeah." Mo Yuelang glanced down lightly, "But it doesn't seem to be useful."

"..." Of course it's useless, Lu Fengqing thought, because he doesn't eat Mo Yuelang at all.Or to be more precise, the more handsome a person is, the less he will be concerned about that, because he has already been frightened by Guan Yihui.

Mo Yuelang's expression was normal, without the slightest hint of provocation or obscenity, it seemed that he was just stating an obvious fact.

Lu Fengqing didn't think that someone like Mo Yuelang would want to hook up with a low-level photographer. He should have grown up in Europe and the United States over the years and got used to the open way of speaking, so he didn't pay attention.

Although Lu Fengqing didn't feel offended, he still took a deep breath, turned slightly sideways, and distanced himself from Mo Yuelang.

"Well, that's it for today, thank you." Lu Fengqing didn't dare to look at Mo Yuelang beside him, and said to him with a sideways face, "It should be fine to take pictures of these."

"Okay." Mo Yuelang didn't say anything more, returned to the side of the car, and opened the driver's door.But before getting into the car, he stopped Lu Fengqing who was about to leave, and asked, "Are you going back to the city?"

Lu Fengqing didn't think too much, and said honestly, "Go back to the company."

"Get in the car." Mo Yuelang sat in the driver's seat, "I'll take you home."

Lu Fengqing almost thought he was hallucinating.He and Mo Yuelang had only met twice, and they were not acquaintances at all, so he had no extravagant hope that he could ride back with Mo Yuelang.But Mo Yuelang offered to carry him, so in fact, Mo Yuelang is not as cold as he imagined?

If you take the subway back to the company, it will take at least one and a half hours, and it is very likely that there will be no seats for the whole journey.Lu Fengqing hardly hesitated, and followed Mo Yuelang into the car.

The car has a large space, and the floor mat is covered with kraft paper from a chain car wash brand, which must have just been maintained.Lu Fengqing was very cautious. After getting into the car, he put his hands on his knees obediently, not daring to make unnecessary movements.But what was strange was that Mo Yuelang didn't release the brake all the time, but just put his hands on the steering wheel and stared at him motionlessly.

"What's wrong?" Lu Fengqing asked without knowing why.

"You want me to fasten your seat belt?" Mo Yuelang asked without answering.

It was only then that Lu Fengqing realized that he even forgot the first step of getting into the car.How dare he ask Mo Yuelang to help him fasten his seat belt, besides, he is not without hands.After fastening the seat belt buckle, he whispered to Mo Yuelang, "Okay."