He sat on the sofa, pulled her into his arms, and sat her on his lap. "It's only the first outfit and it's already taking this long to shoot. By the time we finish shooting five outfits, it will be dark already."

She gently touched his face. "It's because you haven't been cooperating that the photographer is taking so long to shoot. Otherwise, it would have been finished much earlier."

"I'm not a model, how am I supposed to cooperate?" All sorts of stupid poses, and all he had to do was keep grinning like an idiot.

"Oh, please just cooperate! It's not easy to take wedding photos, I want them to look beautiful!"

Not only was he tired, but she was too. These high heels were so high that they were rubbing her feet so badly.

"If I cooperate well, will there be a reward?"

What do you want?

He looked up at her, his lips close to hers, his intentions clear.

"Okay, I understand."

There's just no way to deal with him.

She cupped his face in her hands and gently kissed his lips. "Is this alright?"

"That's it?" Someone looked dissatisfied.

"What else do you want? If you kiss me again, you'll eat all my lipstick."

Bai Xiaoruo was still a little annoyed when she thought about it.

Since the start of the wedding photoshoot, she has touched up her lipstick at least five times, and her makeup has been redone twice.

There's only one reason: every time the photographer asks them to get closer and closer, especially to the point where their lips are almost touching, with their eyes closed and noses touching, it's supposed to be a very romantic moment. But Hsien Ming-yu is always quite enthusiastic about these kinds of things.

Before he could even kiss her, he kissed her passionately in public, almost ruining her makeup.