Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 1105 - 1108: Such Joy in Taking Wedding Photos 5

Chenxing felt a bit uneasy.

The photographer asked her to sit on the ground covered with maple leaves. Three or four assistants helped spread out her dress, creating the most beautiful pose for a solo wedding photo.

Then, Gu Shaocheng walked over, took her hand, and the two of them posed with a layered embrace and a look of deep affection. *Click!* Another wedding photo taken.

Truth be told, taking wedding photos is physically exhausting.

Not only do you have to hold the poses the photographer envisions, but your expressions and gaze also need to match a specific mood.

After taking a few shots, Chenxing lost the initial excitement and began to feel the photographer was really quite verbose.

And demanding too...

"The groom, move a bit to the left—yes, hold the bride. Bride, lean into the groom a little more and smile sweeter! Imagine your beautiful life together... perfect, that’s the expression! OK..."

*Click!*

"Bride, imagine the man you love most gently holding you in his arms... both gazing at each other deeply, listening to each other’s breath, imagining that, in this moment, there’s nothing else in the world... OK, on the count of 1, 2, 3..."

*Click!*

"Bride, turn your back to the camera. Groom, stand slightly to the side—yes, act like you’re having a warm conversation... Bride, make your expression more natural, and smile a bit shyly... good, OK..."

*Click!*

After finishing yet another pose, Chenxing slumped onto Gu Shaocheng’s shoulder, her whole body exuding exhaustion.

"What’s wrong? Tired?"

She innocently nodded. "The poses are so hard to hold, and smiling so much is making my face cramp."

Feeling sorry for her, Gu Shaocheng wrapped an arm around her waist and made a hand gesture to stop the session.

"Let’s take a break and continue later."

Just as the photographer finished setting up the next scene and was about to ask an assistant to gently adjust the bride’s gown, he overheard Gu Shaocheng’s words. Unable to help himself, he walked over. "Mr. Gu, there are just three more shots to finish here. If we can pick up the pace a bit, we’ll be able to move to the next location, and there’ll be an hour of rest during the trip."

Gu Shaocheng furrowed his brows. As he spoke, a faint yet sharp aura spread through the air.

"Didn’t you notice my woman is tired? I brought her here to take wedding photos, not to have her bossed around by you. Stop telling us how to pose for your ideas. From now on, we’ll shoot naturally and spontaneously. You need to pay attention and capture it as it happens."

"But wedding photos are always taken this way," the photographer argued.

"Use your brain! The most beautiful photos are always the most natural ones. If you don’t know how to capture those moments, then go have your company send another photographer—one who does!"

As he finished speaking, he made another hand gesture, and a servant who had been following from afar quickly came forward with a tray carrying a nourishing soup. Gu Shaocheng personally took the cup, brought it to his lips to test the temperature, and, only when it wasn’t too hot or too cold but just right, held it up to Chenxing’s mouth. "Have a sip to quench your thirst."

Chenxing took a sip, but she was still feeling fatigued.

Of course, pregnant women are especially prone to exhaustion. The car ride here alone had taken three hours, even though the seat was cushioned with thick blankets. She had been spent just from sitting in the car. Then there was makeup, pulling her this way and that. Finally, enduring the photographer’s constant demands for one pose or another—any initial excitement or joy was completely worn away.