"What are you grinning about?"
A voice suddenly sounded beside her ear. At some point, Chen Lin had returned to shore with Zhang Ruoxi. Seeing the mischievous grin on his sister's face, he was left speechless.
"Nothing! Nothing!"
Chen Qianqian hurriedly wiped the smile off her face, sprang up from her beach chair, and shoved her phone into Chen Lin's hand. "Come on, bro! Take some pictures of us! The sun's about to set. We'll lose the light!"
"Got it. Your photographer is reporting for duty." Chen Lin took the phone, looking at the two radiant young women, and felt especially relaxed.
"Ruoxi, move a little to the left. Yes, that's it. Brush your hair back with your hand... Qianqian, stop making faces. Give me a sweeter smile!"
Under Chen Lin's expert "direction," the two girls struck all sorts of poses on the beach in the sunset.
Sometimes they were playful and cute, sometimes serene and gentle.
Every photo was as beautiful as a fashion shoot, ready to be used as wallpaper.
Even after more than a hundred shots, Chen Qianqian still hadn't had enough.
"No, no! We need one last picture with all three of us!"
Without giving him a chance to refuse, she pulled Chen Lin over, handed her phone to a young tourist watching nearby, and asked for help.
Click.
The moment was captured.
The handsome, tall young man stood in the middle, flanked by two stunning young women, each beautiful in her own way.
All three wore the brightest, most genuine smiles.
Behind them, the setting sun was about to sink beyond the mountains, and the rippling lake glittered gold.
Only when the distant mountains swallowed the last rays of sunlight and night began to fall did the three finally stop playing.
"Come on, let's shower