C194 Bad Photography Skills

Yung Qianxia made a few moves over there, even though she was a soldier. She was also a woman and had a heart for beauty. Seeing Soong Lengge pass her the phone, she smiled and ran over. She opened the album and took a look at it. The smile on Yung Qianxia's face froze.

"Soong Lengge, don't tell me you don't know how to take pictures?"

The photos were either closed eyes or had their mouths crooked from laughing. In short, none of them was normal.

Soong Lengge indeed did not know how to take pictures, but after Yung Qianxia said so, his face became stiff. He personally took a look and said, "You look like this. Why didn't you take pictures?"

Yung Qianxia originally only thought that Soong Lengge's photography skills were problematic. Now that she heard Soong Lengge's explanation, her suspicion towards him had risen to a high level.

"Soong Lengge, what do you mean? In your eyes, I am just a crooked mouth with no eyes."

To be honest, Soong Lengge really did not think too much about taking pictures. When he saw someone in the camera, he took pictures.

"No, no. You can do it again. Look here. Don't move. I will move and then point here." Yung Qianxia taught Soong Lengge with her hands.

"Yung Qianxia, are you done yet?" They did not come out to take pictures. With her crazy appearance, she did not have the image of a soldier.

However, Yung Qianxia seemed to have gotten into a fight. She wanted Soong Lengge to take a good picture of her. She stepped back to the side of the sea and gently held the water. Her smile was like a flower.

It was rare for Soong Lengge to have such patience. He slowly enlarged the figure in the camera. It was the first time Yung Qianxia wore a white dress. From the moment she appeared, Soong Lengge could not help but take a few glances at her. Now, he could look at her openly. And it was so close...

The dress should be made of mulberry silk. It was gently blown along with the wind. Only then did Soong Lengge react and quickly pressed the button. He copied Yung Qianxia and opened the photo album. He saw the picture of his skirt flying.

It had to be said that Yung Qianxia was beautiful. Why did she look so good in the picture?

Before Yung Qianxia ran over, Soong Lengge quickly sent the picture to his email and passed it to Yung Qianxia as if nothing had happened.

"Not bad!"

Yung Qianxia's worries were finally gone, but when she saw that there was only one photo, she still pouted and complained discontentedly, "Soong Lengge, I stood for so long, why did you only take one photo?"

Soong Lengge turned around unhappily and strode towards the highway.

"Soong Lengge, we're leaving now."

Luckily, there was finally a satisfactory photo. Yung Qianxia felt more comfortable in her heart, but with Soong Lengge's attitude...

Wasn't it an ice mountain? One day, she would melt this ice mountain and make him smile at her every day.

"Soong Lengge, let's take a picture."

Yung Qianxia smiled and moved closer, wanting to take a picture with Soong Lengge.

"I won't take a picture." Soong Lengge pretended to push her phone away.

"Don't. Just take a picture. Don't worry. It's in my phone. It will never be leaked." Yung Qianxia promised.

In the camera, Soong Lengge still had a cool expression on his face. He was wearing sunglasses and was not smiling. The posture of Yung Qianxia holding his arm seemed to be forced to take pictures.

On the other hand, Yung Qianxia smiled very happily. She revealed a mouthful of bright white teeth and her hair danced. It slightly covered her face, but the posture of leaning on Soong Lengge's shoulder looked very intimate.

"Stop taking photos. If you continue playing, it will be dark when you come back."

Outside the photo, Soong Lengge's face became even darker. He let go of Yung Qianxia's hand and got into the car without saying anything.

Yung Qianxia curled her lips. It was not easy to see such a beautiful lake. He was not happy to stay for a few minutes.

In the car, Yung Qianxia flipped through the photos from before. After deleting them, there were only two photos left.

Especially after seeing the photos of herself and Soong Lengge, Yung Qianxia's expression became more and more sweet. Yung Qianxia suddenly remembered that this was the first time she and Soong Lengge took photos.

Soong Lengge was actually very photogenic. Even with such a stiff expression in the camera, it could still be seen that he was handsome and cool.

One was so serious, and the other... laughed like a fool.

Yung Qianxia wished she could delete the photo, but after thinking about it, this was the only photo she took with him. She seemed to be reluctant to delete it.

"Soong Lengge, don't you like to take photos?" Yung Qianxia asked.

"I don't like it." Her answer was very straightforward.

Yung Qianxia indeed did not see Soong Lengge taking pictures and even did not see him play with his phone. But she was the same too. Occasionally when she was with Mu Jin, she would take a few pictures with her.

"Oh, I don't like it either." Yung Qianxia sat up straight and raised her head slightly. She looked forward and retracted her smile. She had a cool expression on her face.

Soong Lengge looked at her and thought that this woman was really good at lying through her teeth.

Wasn't she the one who slapped the most hard just now?

Yung Qianxia seemed to have guessed what Soong Lengge was thinking and continued to say, "But occasionally take a few photos to record my good mood. It is necessary to have a good time. Soong Lengge, look. The two of us have never taken a photo before when we are together. When we are old in the future. When I think about it again, won't I feel a little regretful?"

Yung Qianxia suddenly turned her head and looked at his side profile with a smile as she asked.

Soong Lengge's face fell and he still did not say anything. In his heart, he more or less agreed with her.

However, at this moment, it appeared in his mind. It was not their photo, but the picture of Yung Qianxia's skirt dancing in the air, her eyes slightly narrowed, and she smiled very happily.

Previously, it showed that she had successfully sent it, but now he did not have the chance to see it.

"Let me see. In the future, we need to take a few more photos. Only then can we remember these beautiful moments."

"Also, Soong Lengge, I think you should smile more. Only then will you look good."

"Don't worry. The photos are absolutely safe with me. They will not be leaked out. Besides, when you are in the army, I will definitely not take any photos."

...

Yung Qianxia was talking to herself the whole time. She even said it happily. Soong Lengge, on the other hand, was very patient. Although he had a straight face, he did not get angry when he heard her nagging.

An hour later, there were finally people around. The brown tall building and the short shed formed a strong contrast. Some even slept under the tree and pots and pans were scattered all over the floor.

It was said that men could marry four wives here, but every wife was treated equally. In other words, every wife had to have the same individual house, which was to ordinary people. The burden was not small, so it could only be considered the treatment of rich people.