Shen Yinyin lowered her long eyelashes, and the ends of her pretty eyes glowed with a faint crimson color.

As Mrs. Qin San, she was not able to experience things before. This time, let her experience it firsthand.

But can the belated wedding photos make up for the original regret?

She would no longer look at this man with the admiring eyes she once had.

When she put on her wedding dress again, her body could no longer produce the joyful emotion of marrying Qin Wangyan.

Shen Yinyin held up the hem of her wedding dress and walked past the man.

Qin Wangyan asked a team of makeup artists to come in, and they applied makeup and style to Shen Yinyin.

The makeup artist team flew over from the capital overnight. They were not familiar with Shen Yinyin, and they did not dare to explore more about the relationship between this young lady and Qin Wayan.

The makeup artist was silently applying makeup to Shen Yinyin, while the stylist stood behind Shen Yinyin, taking care of her hair.

The makeup artist who has been working with celebrities all year round couldn't help but sigh when applying eye shadow on Shen Yinyin:

"Miss, your skin is really great! Your face doesn't need much modification at all."

Shen Yinyin opened her eyes and said "Thank you".

"Miss, we have put on your makeup, you can get up."

Shen Yinyin glanced at herself in the mirror with exquisite makeup.

She stood up from the makeup mirror.

Turning around, she saw Qin Wangyan standing behind her, and Shen Yinyin held up her skirt and walked towards the man.

"Last time when I was getting engaged to Qin Zixuan, I didn't even wear the wedding dress you carefully selected for me. I didn't expect that when I put on the wedding dress again, I would actually take wedding photos with you."

Hearing the words "Qin Zixuan" from her mouth, Qin Wayan frowned slightly. His idiot nephew had been driven back to the capital by him, but Shen Yinyin still couldn't forget it.

Qin Wangyan reached out to Shen Yinyin. It was not convenient for her to walk in a large wedding dress.

Shen Yinyin didn't want to be like Bo Jiujiu, who stepped on the inner skirt and accidentally fell.

She put her hand in the man's hand.

Shen Yinyin's hands were wearing lace gloves, and through the thin layer of lace, she felt that Qin Wangyan's hands were hot and hot.

"I have read a report that says that all women have dreamed of looking like themselves in a wedding dress. Shen Yinyin, now I have realized your dream."

Shen Yinyin was amused by this man, "My dream of a wedding dress has long since died. Taking wedding photos with you, at best, can only be regarded as a memorial to my dead love."

Qin Wangyan's beautiful features were shrouded in a layer of mist.

When the clerk saw that they were ready, he took them into the studio.

The battle in the studio was comparable to a celebrity shooting scene. Following the photographer's instructions, Shen Yinyin was held in Qin Wayan's arms.

The main photographer also came from Beijing. He only knew that he and his team came to Yuecheng to take private wedding photos for a wealthy family.

Everyone in the team has signed a confidentiality agreement and cannot disclose anything they see at work.

Qin Wangyan rarely appeared in public. Many people knew that there was a giant Buddha like him in the capital, but they didn't even know what he looked like.

No one in the studio recognized Qin Wangyan or Shen Yinyin, but when they appeared, everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at them blankly.

A few seconds later, a long low sigh broke out in the studio.

The chief photographer originally thought that he was going to face a fat and wealthy man. He opened his mouth wide, stared at Qin Wayan and Shen Yinyin, and murmured to himself:

"I really... found a treasure!!"

When the shooting started, the photographer looked through the lens at the man who was as handsome as a god and the woman who was as gorgeous as a white rose. He kept letting out exclamations of exclamation.

"Where did you find this lens killer?"

"Wow! You two are a perfect match! A perfect match! A perfect match!"

The photographer was speechless in amazement.

"Miss bride, please raise your face and kiss the groom's chin."

Because the identities of these two people are confidential, the photographer can only call them this.

Shen Yinyin's heart was heating up. Before she could make any move, her chin was clasped by the man's slender fingers. Qin Wangyan leaned down and kissed her directly on the lips.

The photographer shouted from behind the camera, "Alas!! Groom! Don't worry! If you cover the bride's face like this, why should I take a picture?"

However, Qin Wangyan ignored the photographer at all and remained silent in the kiss.

The photographer can only hold the camera, change his position, and find a more suitable angle for shooting.

The deep kiss lasted for three minutes, and Shen Yinyin couldn't bear it anymore!

There were so many lighting technicians and shooting assistants surrounding them. This man seemed to have forgotten that he was taking pictures and was only indulging in his entanglement with her.

Until Shen Yinyin's legs went weak, she punched Qin Wangyan in the chest with her fist.

She struck hard, hitting the place where Qin Wangyan had given Qin Banruo a lot of heartache for many years.

The man let out a muffled groan from his throat, and then separated a little distance from Shen Yinyin.

Shen Yinyin gasped softly, and the man's eyes were as deep as the vast ocean.

He raised the corners of his lips and teased wantonly:

"Blushing?"

Shen Yinyin's voice was hoarse and she corrected the other person, "It's blush!"

The photographer was already holding the camera and walked up to them.

Shen Yinyin heard the photographer shouting to the makeup artist next to him:

"The groom has eaten all the lipstick on the bride's lips! Fix your makeup quickly!"

Several makeup artists rushed over to touch up Shen Yinyin's makeup and wipe off the lipstick marks on Qin Wayan's lips.

Qin Wangyan stared at Shen Yinyin's face, smiled playfully, and murmured:

"This blush will also automatically deepen the color?"

Shen Yinyin glanced at the man, and warned not to be outdone, "Don't burden your employees! If you eat my lipstick again, you'll have to take pictures with your lips red!"

The corners of Qin Wangyan's lips slightly curved. He didn't know what a wedding photo should look like, but it wasn't impossible for him to take photos with the lipstick on Shen Yinyin's lips.
Chapter completed!