Chapter 42 Take a picture of you and my godson alone, as a souvenir.
"You're bearing the hardships of pregnancy all by yourself, isn't it only right that he take care of you?"
Su Luoluo leaned close to Sang Qian's ear and said, "Who cares? Since he asked for it himself, just treat him like a servant tonight."
Zhou Yunshuang deliberately came over to sit down just to provoke Qianqian.
Hmph, let Jin Changyu stay here and be Qianqian's "slave" instead of going to keep her company, let's see what he's so smug about now.
Su Luoluo pushed the steak in front of Sang Qian toward Jin Changyu, "Mr. Jin, aren't you supposed to be taking care of Qianqian? She's hungry, so you can cut her steak."
Jin Changyu didn't feel like he was being made difficult; instead, he smiled gratefully at Su Luoluo and said, "Okay."
Before Sang Qian could even refuse, he had already picked up his knife and fork to cut the steak.
Su Luoluo glanced at Yan Guizhi, who was still standing there, and said, "Hey, what are you standing there for? Sit down."
"...Oh, okay."
Yan Guizhi sat down on the sofa opposite, ate a piece of fruit, and then forked a piece for Sang Qian.
"Sister Sang Qian, this apple is very sweet, have a piece."
After a while, he added, "This mashed potato is also quite good, would you like to try it?"
Jin Changyu noticed that everyone else had gone to sit opposite him, and he kept trying to curry favor with Sang Qian.
When Yan Guizhi handed him a plate of salad, Jin Changyu took it, put it aside, and then moved the cut steak in front of Sang Qian.
He said gently, "Eat your steak first, don't eat so much junk food."
Sang Qian glanced at him, habitually said thank you, and then picked up her fork and lowered her head to eat her steak.
The evening wind was a bit strong, and when Sang Qian lowered her head, her long hair was blown into disarray. A few strands of hair brushed past her mouth, slightly affecting her eating. Sang Qian instinctively turned her head, and was about to reach out to brush them away when a slender finger swept the strands of hair aside first...
Yan Guizhi, sitting opposite, looked up and saw Jin Changyu turning to the side to fix Sang Qian's hair.
Although his movements were somewhat clumsy, his gaze was gentle, and his expression was earnest and patient.
Finally, after gathering all his hair into a tangled mess, he took out a black hair tie from his pocket and tied Sang Qian's hair up.
Yan Guizhi stared in disbelief.
He wasn't the only one stunned; Sang Qian was too.
When Sang Qian saw Jin Changyu pull a hair tie out of his pocket, a look of surprise flashed across her eyes. She subconsciously thought that the hair tie belonged to Zhou Yunshuang. Just as she was about to refuse, she saw the butterfly with one wing missing on the black hair tie.
This is her hair tie.
Because the missing wing over there was torn off by her.
She often left her hair ties lying around.
Especially on the sofa in the living room at home.
It's not surprising that Jin Changyu was able to get it.
But... why does he always carry her hair tie with him?
She stared at the man in front of her with a curious look, momentarily lost in thought.
Seeing her staring at him, Jin Changyu asked, "What's wrong? Is it not to your liking? Would you like to order something else?"
Sang Qian snapped out of her reverie, lowered her eyes to conceal her thoughts, and said softly, "No need."
Would you like a sip of juice?
Jin Changyu handed the glass of juice to her.
Sang Qian silently took it, bit the straw, and took a sip.
The sweet and sour taste of the juice instantly spread throughout my mouth.
She took a sip and then put it down.
After the sun sets, a vast expanse of crimson sunset paints the sky, its light swaying gently with the rippling waves on the sea.
"Qianqian, the scenery over there is beautiful, let's take a group photo."
Su Luoluo took out her camera.
Sang smiled and replied, "Okay."
Su Luoluo asked Tang Yuehai to go around to Yan Guizhi's side to take pictures of them.
Two girls, dressed in pretty dresses and wearing light makeup, sat together, striking various cute or funny poses for a group photo.
After a while, Su Luoluo told Sang Qian to sit down by herself, "Quick, take a picture of you and my godson alone, as a souvenir."
"Okay, sure."
When she talks about the child in her womb, Sang Qian's smile is always gentle.
She even stood up to straighten her skirt before sitting down.
Jin Changyu watched her silently.
She wore a pale yellow dress today, her long hair was tied up by him, making her look even more delicate and petite. A smile appeared on her face, and her bright almond-shaped eyes curved into crescent moons.
The afterglow of the setting sun unfolded like a scroll on the sea behind her, a breathtakingly beautiful scene, and the charming woman, seemingly framed within that painting, was even more beautiful.
In a secluded corner where no one was watching, Jin Changyu quietly turned on his phone's camera—
Five minutes later.
Sang Qian said to Su Luoluo and Tang Yuehai, "You two should also take some couple photos."
The next second, she and Tang Yuehai switched places.
After taking a few pictures, Su Luoluo said that her godparents wanted to take a picture with the baby, so Sang Qian handed the camera to Yan Guizhi and went over to be in the picture.
The three people kept changing their positions.
One moment Sang Qian was in the center, the next Tang Yuehai was in the middle, and then Su Luoluo stood in the center, hugging Sang Qian on her right and making a heart shape with her hands.
A little while later, Yan Guizhi also started clamoring that he wanted to take pictures too.
So, all four of them turned their gazes toward Jin Changyu, who was sitting in the corner.
"Mr. Jin, since you're free anyway, why don't you be our photographer?"
Yan Guizhi chuckled and said to Jin Changyu.
What does it mean to be idle even when you're not doing anything?
Just as Jin Changyu was about to retort, he heard Sang Qian ask, "Is that alright?"
Jin Changyu swallowed back the words he was about to say, and smiled gently at her, "Okay."
Upon hearing this, Yan Guizhi immediately handed him the camera and raised an eyebrow at him with a smile, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Jin."
Jin Changyu held his phone, and he sensed a hint of teasing in his smile.
He narrowed his eyes as he watched Yan Guizhi turn around and stand next to Sang Qian.
He then casually raised his camera.
Sang Qian stood there and watched as Jin Changyu took photos of them seriously, occasionally offering helpful pointers on their poses.
They took more than a dozen photos before they stopped.
Afterwards, Yan Guizhi excitedly took the camera from Jin Changyu's hand, "Quickly show me the results."
Sang Qian sat back in her original seat, and Jin Changyu sat down next to her and handed her a drink.
Sang Qian had only taken a sip when she was startled by Yan Guizhi's ghostly scream from the other side.
"No, why am I the only one who looks so bad in the photos?"
Yan Guizhi stared wide-eyed as he flipped through the photos in the camera. The other three looked normal, especially Sang Qian, who was stunning in every picture. But what about him?
They either have their eyes closed or they're baring their teeth.
None of them are normal.
He looked at Jin Changyu, "You did this on purpose, didn't you?"
Jin Changyu leisurely peeled peanuts for Sang Qian without even lifting his eyelids. "You're ugly, who can you blame?"
Yan Guizhi was choked speechless, "..."
I just teased him a little.
Why would he be so petty as to report it?
Seeing his pitiful and aggrieved look, Sang Qian was a little curious and reached out to him for the camera. "You're a handsome guy, how ugly can you be?"
“Sister Sang Qian, look, he did it on purpose.”
Yan Guizhi handed her the camera with a huff, looking like he was complaining.
"It's not that bad."
Sang Qian reached out to take it while comforting him.
Jin Changyu is such a reserved and serious person that he would never do something so childish.
"It's probably just that one or two of the snapshots were taken from the wrong angle..."
As she said this, she looked down at the camera—
Upon seeing this, no one dared to utter a sound.
After looking at about ten pictures, Yan Guizhi's appearance was always comical. Sang Qian turned to look at the man sitting next to her, somewhat speechless.
Jin Changyu firmly denied it, saying, "It's his own problem."
"Look, you won't believe me." He took the camera and showed it to her, saying proudly, "Every single one of the pictures I took of you is beautiful."
Sang Qian, "..."
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