However, that moment of stupor lasted only a second. The next second, Wei Chengfeng had already shifted his gaze and glanced at the photographer beside him, "Let's start."
Taking wedding photos is a quite tedious affair, requiring several styles to be shot.
"Mr. Wei, Miss Su, could you please move closer... Yes, a bit closer... Miss Su, slightly lean your head toward Mr. Wei's shoulder."
No matter how much the photographer shouted, Wei Chengfeng remained almost completely still, with only Su Li constantly moving, constantly adjusting, and consistently cooperating with the photographer.
Move a bit?
Sure.
Closer?
No problem.
"Miss Su, look like a sweet, dependent type, yes, clasp Mr. Wei's arm, right... smile..."
Su Li curled her lips, squinting her eyes and smiling brightly.
However, the man beside her still had that icy demeanor, not a single change in his expression.
The photographer was in a difficult position, although wanting to speak, he dared not.
