They were holding hands, strolling in the scenery set up in advance. Afraid that others might hear their conversation, Mù Qiānxún shyly whispered into Ou Zun's ear.
She was wearing a pink dress, her cute shoulders exposed. Her hair was put up simply, with a bit of natural curl, making her look charming and playful yet stunningly beautiful.
As she whispered to Ou Zun, she looked shy yet sweet, the very picture of a woman in love.
Most importantly, Mù Qiānxún and Ou Zun were extraordinarily photogenic together.
Ou Zun's handsome face was universally acknowledged as perfect. When he was serious, he displayed an cold, noble aura. But when facing Mù Qiānxún, he was so tender that it was as if he could melt.
His eyes softened, his delighted smile clearly visible.
As for Mù Qiānxún, she whispered something to Ou Zun that made both of them laugh. Her giggling was incredibly charming.
The two of them in the same frame made the background seem redundant.
