The Perfect Shot
Upon hearing this, Lu Yan turned to the side. The distance between the two closed, and their knees touched.
"Look up," Lu Yan said softly.
Aemeath obediently raised her chin, letting Lu Yan's fingers brush against her collar.
His fingertips brushed against the skin on the side of her neck, bringing a barely perceptible tingling sensation.
Aemeath also reached out and helped Lu Yan straighten the slight wrinkles on his chest caused by sitting down.
These actions showed no trace of acting; they stemmed entirely from their natural, unspoken understanding, prompting the photographers and staff standing nearby to silently exclaim, "So sweet!"
"Okay, the dress is all set. Now, bride, tilt your head slightly towards the groom, yes, relax your shoulders."
"The groom's left hand can rest naturally on his knee, and his shoulders should be slightly back." The photographer kept adjusting the details. "Very good! Now, look at the camera."
Under the glaring fill light, Aemeath's body stiffened slightly. She subconsciously forced a stiff smile.
Just then, Lu Yan quietly moved his hand from his knee and, in a blind spot out of the camera's view, accurately placed it on the back of Aemeath's hand and gently squeezed it.
Aemeath turned her head and met Lu Yan's gentle eyes.
"Don't be afraid, just smile as usual," Lu Yan said to her using lip reading.
Looking at Lu Yan before her, Aemeath's initial nervousness was instantly replaced by boundless sweetness and peace.
She grasped Lu Yan's hand in return, a bright and radiant smile naturally spreading across her face.
"Yes! That's it! Keep it up!"
The photographer keenly captured this perfect moment, quickly pressing the shutter button with his index finger.
With a crisp "click," a bright flash briefly illuminated the studio, freezing this moment forever.
"Alright! You two can relax now." The photographer straightened up and looked down at the preview image on the camera screen.
"All done?" Aemeath's eyes widened in surprise. "So fast? Shouldn't you take a few more as backups?"
"Trust me, it's not necessary." The photographer took the camera off the tripod, walked over to them, and showed them the screen.
"You two have such great chemistry. This is simply the smoothest and most perfect red-background photo I've ever taken in all my years in the industry."
Aemeath leaned closer to the screen, and Lu Yan casually put his arm around her shoulder as they looked together at the photo that had just been taken on the camera.
In the photo, the vibrant red background makes their pure white shirts appear exceptionally innocent.
Lu Yan's brows and eyes revealed a restrained and profound gentleness, with a perfectly doting smile at the corners of his mouth; while Aemeath, leaning against him, had a bright and radiant smile, her golden eyes seemingly sparkling with starlight.
What's most amazing is the slight curve of their shoulders as they lean towards each other, and the aura that emanates from within, creating a completely unified presence.
"Oh my god..." Aemeath looked at herself and Lu Yan on the screen, a look of shock flashing in her eyes.
She originally thought it was just a passport photo for stamping, but she didn't expect it to turn out so well together.
"You two are incredibly photogenic; your facial expressions and body language are absolutely perfect."
The photographer was lavish in his praise, saying, "I don't even need to do much post-processing; just a few adjustments to the lighting and contrast and the photos are ready to shoot."
"Please go downstairs to the VIP waiting area and rest for a while. The photos should be ready in about ten minutes."
"Okay, thank you, you've worked hard." Lu Yan nodded politely in thanks.
The two followed the staff back to the waiting area in the lobby on the first floor.
The room is decorated in a very warm and comfortable style, with soft velvet sofas, fresh flowers exuding a faint fragrance, and soothing soft music.
After the staff brought them two glasses of lemonade with ice, they smiled and stepped back, leaving them some space to be alone.
Aemeath nestled comfortably on the sofa, holding a glass of chilled lemonade in both hands, the water droplets slowly sliding down the glass.
She took a small sip through the straw, the cool, sweet and sour liquid flowing down her throat, dispelling the summer heat.
Recalling the smooth and effortless shooting process in the studio, Aemeath couldn't help but turn her head, her big eyes sparkling as she looked at Lu Yan sitting beside her.
"That went so smoothly!" Aemeath smiled with great satisfaction, her eyes and brows radiating undisguised joy. "The photographer kept praising us. It seems A-Yan and I really do understand each other—we even have such great chemistry when taking pictures."
She deliberately drew out her words. The pride of "we're a match made in heaven" was written all over her face without any attempt to hide it.
Hearing her words, Lu Yan chuckled softly. He reached out and gently tucked a stray strand of hair that Aemeath's cheek behind her ear. His fingertips, carrying a reassuring warmth, brushed against her earlobe.
"Of course~" Lu Yan continued, his tone full of unreserved affection, his eyes reflecting her bright smile, "I care about my Little Aemeath the most~ It's only natural that we're of the same mind."
Aemeath's heart skipped a beat.
She bit her lower lip, deliberately turning her head away to hide the rising temperature in her cheeks, and muttered softly, "However, mutual understanding isn't just talk. If you dare to bully me at night in the future, I won't let you off the hook."
Lu Yan chuckled, stretched out his long arm, and pulled her into his embrace. "How could I bear to bully you? I'm just afraid I haven't been good enough to you."
The two of them nestled together in the quiet waiting area, oblivious to everyone else.
Aemeath leaned against Lu Yan's chest, savoring the sweet tranquility of the moment. The air seemed to be filled with pink bubbles, so sweet that one couldn't bear to break the peaceful instant.
Just as the two were enjoying their sweet moment on the sofa, a series of light footsteps broke the silence of the waiting area.
The female staff member who had greeted them earlier walked towards them with a smile, carrying a neat red paper bag.
"Mr. Lu, you like women. Excuse me, but your photos have been expedited and printed."
The staff member walked up to them, handed them the red paper bag with both hands, and smiled sincerely and brightly.
"These are the original photos and printed copies of your pictures. They are truly perfect photos. Thank you for Shiguang Photography."
"If you two ever need wedding photos in the future, you can come to our shop. We will definitely provide you with a top-notch photography team. We believe you will look even more stunning in your wedding dresses than you do now."
Upon hearing these words, Lu Yan's smile deepened.
He stood up, nodded politely to the staff, and said, "Thank you. If needed, we will give your store priority."
After saying that, he reached out and took the red paper bag.
The staff member smiled and bowed again, then tactfully turned and left.