Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 1107 - 1110: Such Joy in Taking Wedding Photos 7

The photographer precisely captured the joyful moments of the playful antics between the man and woman, and then, unable to contain his excitement, exclaimed, "Perfect!"

"Smiling so happily, aren’t you afraid I might drop you?" For the last time, he caught her steadily, pulled her into his arms, and held her tightly. Chenxing smiled sweetly and replied, "I’m not afraid of you dropping me because, well, the odds of that are zero."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone pinched her nose. Gu Shaocheng’s voice, filled with undisguised joy, deliberately pretended to sound stern as he said, "What if my body suddenly spasms? Then, don’t blame me."

Huh? Oh, that’s possible.

The little girl nervously touched her stomach and said, "Thank goodness the heavens are looking out for me."

Then she added, "No more photos, no more photos. Shaocheng, take a break for a while—overexerting yourself isn’t good for your health."

Over there, the photographer was reviewing the set of photos taken in the maple forest, and it seemed like everything was ready to wrap up.

A group of people cheerfully headed to the next scenic spot.

In the car, Luo Xi rested her chin in her hand, gazing out at the dazzling scenery beyond the window. "Have you noticed? We’re practically just background decoration here."

Yan Fengchi wholeheartedly agreed and said, "Well, there’s no choice. Every script needs countless supporting roles. But in my eyes, you’ll always be the one and only leading lady."

He said this effortlessly in an offhand manner, and Luo Xi froze for a moment. She turned her head to find him with his head bowed, engrossed in his mobile game, speaking to her in a completely casual tone.

Yet somehow, for reasons she couldn’t explain, it delighted her. A faint smile slowly curled on her lips.

So she asked, "Am I really your one and only leading lady?"

Yan Fengchi remained in his carefree posture, focused entirely on his game. The words he spoke were unfiltered, springing directly from his heart without any thought. "Of course—what a dumb question."

At that moment, the cold November wind brushed across her face, but deep down, it left a layer of warmth.

She recalled reading a book once that had a line written like this: "Be a woman who loves, and find a lover—your final man. The one you love, who loves you, wholeheartedly; who respects your choices, sees through your pretense, understands your solitude, protects your dignity, cherishes your vulnerability; kind, upright, cultured. You’ll be his only woman, his last woman, showered in endless affection and given a love that lasts a lifetime."

Her gut told her—it was him. He was the final man, truly him!

Fate destined her to meet him. Fate destined him to reside in her heart.

Unable to stop herself, she began to hum a tune. In that speeding car, she slowly rested her head on his shoulder, lowering her gaze to watch him play his game, quietly closing her eyes in serenity.

Sometimes, when a woman expresses her love, all she truly needs is just a shoulder.

When Yan Fengchi finally realized what was happening, he found that Luo Xi, in a rare display of vulnerability, was leaning against him like a gentle, delicate woman—and she had actually fallen asleep, her light breathing tickling his neck.

It was an indescribable scene.

If it were his older brother and Chenxing sharing this moment, he’d think it was the most natural thing in the world. But having Luo Xi as the other person? Well... it was a feeling he couldn’t quite put into words.

In that instant, his mood shot sky-high.

Slowly, he extended his arm and gently draped it over her shoulder, keeping his movements light—partly to avoid waking her, and partly to preserve the beauty of this tender, fleeting moment.