Zhang Fan looked far behind the pavilion, waited for about a short while, and then saw Zhou Yingying smiling and following the mixed-race photographer to the second floor of the attic!

He even went upstairs?!!

Going upstairs? Going into a room?

Zhang Fan felt that his heart was bleeding! It was really bleeding!

A girl, who ran so far, not only went to the strange man's residence, but also followed her upstairs!

What can you do if a man or a woman go upstairs and is in a room?

Do you talk about professionalism? Do you talk about photography? Do you talk about life?!

How is that possible!

At this moment, Zhang Fan's mind was full of scenes of Zhou Yingying following the mixed-race young man upstairs, and the two of them were entangled in the same room!

This kind of scene is something that a normal man can tolerate! What's more, Zhang Fan, who is actually more impulsive and aggressive in his bones!

"Swish!"

After waiting for two minutes, Zhang Fan could no longer hold it back! He clenched his fists straight, pushed open the empty bamboo door outside the pavilion like crazy, and then his eyes turned red and rushed straight to the second floor.

About a minute ago, Zhou Yingying had just followed the mixed-race young man George to the second floor. In the room, George, who was more punk, walked over with two glasses of red wine with a smile.

George handed Zhou Yingying one of the glasses of red wine and said with a smile: "Yingying, the photos are all done. I thought you didn't have time today. After all, your husband looks so tightly at you."

Zhou Yingying smiled slightly, put the red wine aside, and said with a smile: "Please trouble Mr. George. Since that's the case, give me the photo. If the fee is required, you can also bring it up. As long as it is not too expensive, I can accept it."

"Look at what you said, we are already friends, can we ask you for the fee? Haha." George's eyes were filled with heat. He looked at the red wine on the table next to Zhou Yingying, and smiled and said, "There is an old saying in your country that friends come from afar, and it's a pleasure. Yingying, you've come here, don't you drink a little? Are you afraid that I'll give you medicine? Haha."

Zhou Yingying smiled slightly and said, "Sorry, I feel uncomfortable today and can't drink wine. Mr. George, it doesn't matter if I drink wine another day? Since the photos have been washed, can I let me see it first?"

Upon hearing this, a strange thing flashed in George's eyes. Zhou Yingying actually refused to drink directly, which surprised him a little.

"No hurry." George said with a smile: "Yingying, I'll show you something."

"What?"

George turned around and walked to the computer desk by the window, took out a photo album from the drawer of the computer desk, and handed it to Zhou Yingying: "This is all my creations. Yingying, you are so perfect. You are the most perfect material in my heart. Take a good look at these photos. If you also think these photos are more artistic, then I can take them for you at half price."

In fact, George completely wanted to shoot for free.

But he knew very well that he was abandoned like a piece of shoes, no one wanted anything cheap, and the other party would not cherish it, so he offered half price.

Zhou Yingying took the photo album and looked at it, her face turned red in an instant!

I saw that these so-called artistic photos were all large-scale photos of some beautiful young women. The faint and hazy feeling was indeed very beautiful and very beautiful!

But these photos are really too large. As a more traditional Chinese, Zhou Yingying felt it was a bit difficult to accept for a while.

Zhou Yingying's face turned red, frowned, shook her head, and simply refused: "Sorry, Mr. George, this kind of photo... is too large to accept."

"Yingying, I think your thoughts are really too conservative." George persuaded: "Women are great masterpieces created by the Creator. This is beautiful and should not be a taboo topic. In our country, it is not uncommon to go out without clothes."

Zhou Yingying's face looked a little serious: "That's your country! The cultural differences are too big, and I think our understanding of the boundaries of art is biased!"

George's voice was already filled with a little impatience: "Yingying, do you really want to refuse? In your country, I can guarantee that it will be difficult for you to find another **** artist who is more professional than me!"

George didn't expect that when he was chatting online, Zhou Yingying felt that everything was fine, which was a bit beyond his estimate.

Zhou Yingying is definitely not a vase. She could feel strange in George's voice and expression. She was also a little worried at this time.

"Don't worry, these photos belong to Yingying's personal privacy. I, George, will never use them for commercial purposes. I promise you that at most two or three of the most artistically valuable photos are taken from a series of photos as a collection."

"I'll collect your legs!"

"Bang!"

At this moment, Zhang Fan kicked open the door with his eyes red, and his whole body looked like a crazy bull. He roared, rushed over, raised his kick, and kicked George directly in the stomach!

George's tall man, who was over 1.8 meters tall, was kicked and flew out nearly two meters away. He fell to the ground, his face turned red and his forehead was sweating. He stared at Zhang Fan in disbelief: "Zhang Fan, why are you... you come?"

"If I didn't come, you had a chance, right?" Zhang Fan rushed over, grabbed George's hair with extremely rough movements, raised his legs, and kicked George's head: "You dare to move, woman, too? I will make you regret coming to this world today!!"

"Bang bang bang!"

One kick after another, three kicks, George's head began to swollen, his cheekbones were bleeding on his face, his eyes were congested, and he kept howling, and rolling his eyes from time to time.

Although George is slightly higher than Zhang Fan, his physical fitness is not at the same level, and he is not the opponent of Zhang Fan in anger!

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Zhang Fan has something to say! Say it well! My dad is the vice president of the Suhang Chamber of Commerce--"

Zhou Yingying, who was standing beside her, was also anxious. She rushed up quickly and wanted to pull Zhang Fan away. At the same time, she eagerly persuaded: "Zhang Fan, don't do anything! Calm down!"

"Calm down! Get out of here!" Zhang Fan shook Zhou Yingying's hand suddenly, then turned his head with red eyes, pointed at Zhou Yingying and shouted: "Zhou Yingying! You are not a good bird either! If you weren't my wife, I could twist your head off as a ball to kick it!!"

"Where is the vice president of the Chamber of Commerce? It's useless if your grandfather is the monarch of the Milky Way!!"

As he said that, Zhang Fan didn't care about Zhou Yingying, who was thrown to the side and staggered on the ground, tried hard with both hands, lifted up George, who was completely powerless to fight back, and then raised his leg again!

"Bang!"

Kick George in the crotch!!

"ah--!"

George let out a hysterical scream, and then his whole body twitched for a while, then he fainted!
Chapter completed!