"Does it look good?"
The makeup artist chuckled beside her, "Of course it looks good! Madam’s skin is so nice, and she’s so pretty!"
There was clearly a mirror in front of her, but she still wanted to ask.
Would Ye Gushen like how she looked in the wedding dress?
Even though it was a very light, fresh makeup look, it still took two whole hours to finish.
She was wearing seven-centiter high heels, and the wedding dress had a long train, even extending five ters behind her.
Soone had to carry it; she found it troubleso.
When she and Ye Gushen got married, it was just a marriage certificate. But now, in retrospect, it really felt too simple.
There would be so many things to do for the actual wedding ceremony in the future.
Ye Gushen was standing outside in a light blue suit, waiting for her.
The white curtain suddenly opened, and Tang Suiyu smiled faintly, her eyes filled with a light laughter. Her cheeks were slightly red, and she stood there shyly staring at him.
"Does it look good?" she asked again.
"It looks good." Ye Gushen was surprisingly a little nervous. Even though they were just there to take so photos, seeing her in the wedding dress made him imagine their wedding ceremony.
This is his wife, the woman he would protect for a lifeti.
"Then why don’t you co over and pick up your wife! Do you want to walk over to you?" Tang Suiyu stretched out her hands towards him, "I want a hug..."
"You’re not a child!" Ye Gushen couldn’t wait a mont longer and strode towards her.
Her delicate and soft little hand rested in his palm, her heart pounding. It was the first ti she saw Ye Gushen in this color suit—his cold and handso face, the elegance and charm in every gesture. He looked good in anything!
"Hubby..."
"Hmm?" Ye Gushen tightly held her little hand, "Don’t be nervous, it’s just a photoshoot."
"It seems like you’re the one who’s nervous?" Tang Suiyu tilted her head and stared at him. It was rare to see his whole body so tensed up.
"I’m nervous." Ye Gushen suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Taking photos is a bit difficult for ."
"You’re so handso, it shouldn’t be hard! Standing, squatting, sitting—any pose works. You brought to take these photos. If you don’t take them seriously, you’re failing Valentine’s Day this year, and you’ll have to redo it!" She looked up at him, "Besides, makeup is such a waste of ti, we have to take good photos!"
"Okay."
The photoshoot was outside, on a green lawn.
The long train of the wedding dress was tossed into the air; Tang Suiyu’s upper body leaned against Ye Gushen’s chest. He stood straight, holding her slender waist with one hand, looking down at her.
The photographer lay flat on the ground, taking pictures of them.
"Groom, smile!"
"He can’t smile!" Tang Suiyu imdiately replied, "Hubby, are you regretting marrying ? You don’t seem happy!"
Ye Gushen’s face remained cold, "I don’t look good when I smile."
"Ye Gushen, you look great when you smile! The photographer is working hard, and I’m working hard too. My face is getting stiff from smiling..."
He reached out and pinched her little face, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his eyes, "Then I’ll take over the smiling."
Tang Suiyu pouted. Even when he smiled, it was faint. One couldn’t have too high expectations for him.
Tang Suiyu intentionally teased him, taking off her shoes and running with the wedding dress.
"I’m leaving! Not marrying you anymore! Hmph!"
What was going on?
The people around were bewildered.
The bride who was just talking and laughing suddenly ran away.
The photographer didn’t care and kept on taking photos.
Ye Gushen went after her, "Stop! Don’t your feet hurt?"
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