The next morning, Strange Stone Formation Beach.
Tang Xiaowan and company had arrived at the Sea of Wishes bright and early, planning to finish shooting the three sets of wedding dresses that had been selected at the bridal shop yesterday within one day.
In the morning, they were taking helicopter photos on the beach, yacht photos in the afternoon out at sea, and motorbike shots after dusk.
Naturally, a generous tip was given, which made the staff work very hard, since such lavish customers were not common.
Some customers, even if they were only shooting one set, could torment the staff for an entire day, and the pay would still be the same.
Not only were they picky, but they also acted superior.
"Wow, she’s got everything that should be there, and it’s all so detailed; her body management is amazing."
"She looks to be about 100 pounds, right?"
"Yeah, about that. Even as a woman, I’m envious. Not too fat, not too thin, just right."
"And she’s also nice, quite easy to talk to."
Passing staff chatted as they walked, carrying the wedding dress for the next scene.
Logically, receiving such compliments should be a joy.
But Leng Lingxiao quickly took off his suit jacket and draped it over Tang Xiaowan’s shoulders, fearing her lovely figure might catch the eye of other men.
"Here, open your mouth, have a piece of chocolate."
"No, I don’t want any. What if I get fat? I have to wear a short dress later."
"Just one piece. Is it going to add ten pounds of weight?"
"No eating, I won’t eat. I simply won’t."
"The next set is a short one; how short?" Leng Lingxiao asked curiously, musing that it probably wouldn’t show much of the leg, as that wasn’t her style.
"I won’t tell you, I won’t tell you... Just that I can’t tell you."
The playful Tang Xiaowan even started to hum a tune.
That proud little expression made Leng Lingxiao’s heart itch, but he had no recourse.
"Alright, I’ll be waiting."
"That’s more like it; you need to be a man of your word."
He wasn’t unreliable, but his curiosity had gotten the better of him, and he was also a bit worried that his Little Wife might have a wardrobe malfunction.
In fact, thanks to the bridal shop manager’s deliberate arrangements, most of the staff participating in today’s photoshoot were women, with only a few men.
Sitting in the manager’s position, one naturally understood how to read between the lines, thinking about what the customers wanted.
"Ling Xiao, it’s not even cold today. What are you playing at?" Shen Yiming sauntered over, teasing on purpose, and casually pointed at the bespoke black suit jacket draped over Tang Xiaowan.
"The wind is too strong, easy to catch a cold."
"Oh, Ling Xiao, I’m embarrassed to point it out for you, but are you... worried about catching cold? It’s clearly because the light is too bright, you’re afraid others can see too clearly."
What does that mean? How can you take pictures without seeing clearly?
Leng Lingxiao ignored him and simply took Tang Xiaowan away, clearly signaling that onlookers were not welcome.
His Little Wife, of course, was for his eyes only.
Watching the couple leave, Shen Yiming smirked and took several pictures with his phone.
Five minutes later, beside the helicopter.
"Let’s go straight home after we finish this set," Leng Lingxiao whispered, folding Tang Xiaowan into his arms. His eyebrows and eyes were filled with indulgence and admiration.
"Aren’t we supposed to be here all day?"
"During the midday break... We’ll sneak back home; if we don’t want to travel far, we’ll go to the Sea Surrounding Villa."
"Oh, a nearby rest, sure."
Clearly, his Little Wife had misunderstood.
Leng Lingxiao’s lips curved slightly, as he gazed intently at Tang Xiaowan: "During the photoshoot...were you thinking of me?"
Those fervent eyes felt as if they could melt someone, and he was getting closer. If it weren’t for the staff walking by, he would have likely kissed her.
The off-the-shoulder wedding dress was indeed beautiful—skin white as snow, vivid eyes capturing the soul.
"What? Haven’t we been always..."
"Be good, don’t move, just a kiss."
Tang Xiaowan coughed lightly and laughed awkwardly, "Stop it, wait until after the shoot, with so many people around."
Her voice was very soft and tender, barely audible if Leng Lingxiao wasn’t so close to her. But that was exactly what Leng Lingxiao couldn’t resist - sweet nothings meant only for his ears.
"Fine, then I... will try to restrain myself."
"Not try, you must," Tang Xiaowan frowned and corrected him with puffed cheeks.
With that, Leng Lingxiao suddenly kissed her.
From shallow to deep, growing more passionate, it’s as if nothing else around him mattered.
Although they were in a secluded spot, shielded by a helicopter and everyone else was busy, they were still spotted by Li Ruonan, sitting inside the car.
To say she wasn’t envious would be a lie, she was extremely envious.
She touched her belly, thinking that if it wasn’t for her pregnancy, maybe Shen Yiming would be just as passionate too.
She had intended to just rest in the car for a while before going back to watch the crowd, but she ended up witnessing a live show by mistake.
At this moment, the rear car door suddenly opened.
"Are you hungry? Look, all your favorites, try them," Shen Yiming said cheerfully.
"Did Zhao Renjie bring these?"
"No, I bought them especially for you."
Li Ruonan, her eyes filled with happiness, nodded and quickly took the octopus balls, savoring them delightfully. It was true what they say, speak of the devil and he shall appear.
"Heh, I didn’t expect this to be such a perfect viewing spot, no, it’s a live broadcast."
Following Shen Yiming’s gaze, Li Ruonan saw Leng Lingxiao still affectionately holding Tang Xiaowan, his face unhidden with pleasure.
They really were like lovebirds, inseparable!
"Alright, alright, stop watching."
"Oh, try this, be careful of the soup." Shen Yiming handed her a soup dumpling.
Throughout this period, her morning sickness had been torturous. But whatever Li Ruonan craved, even if it was just one bite, Shen Yiming would go and get it for her.
They used to argue a lot, but now that he was going to be a father, he really had mellowed out quite a bit.
"I want milk tea, I’m so thirsty, give me the milk tea."
"Just take a few sips to satisfy the craving, you shouldn’t really be drinking it, you know that. I only bought it because you wanted it, but you can’t drink too much at once..."
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"What’s the next group’s wedding dress like? Didn’t you take a few photos? Do you have ones from the next group?" Shen Yiming glanced in the direction of the docked yacht and said with a smile.
"If Leng Lingxiao really wants to know, he could just ask the manager, right? Does he need to go to such lengths?"
"If Tang Xiaowan finds out, she’ll have to kneel on durians!"
"That would be the lighter punishment, likely she would send him to the study to write a 20,000-word apology essay, or even make him run ten kilometers," Shen Yiming added.
"Really, that girl has so many tricks up her sleeve! You have no idea... Over the past 15 years, anytime Ling Xiao upset her, he’d face all kinds of bizarre punishments, but Ling Xiao seemed to actually enjoy them."
His words were followed by a hearty laugh.
"Leng Lingxiao isn’t a masochist, is he?" Li Ruonan gripped her milk tea, a look of shock on her face.
"What are you thinking? Ling Xiao is a real stand-up guy, perfectly normal. How did you even get to masochism from what I said?"
"You said he actually enjoyed it, said he would receive all sorts of strange... punishments."
She emphasized the word "punishments" particularly.
"It’s like... if you don’t let me smoke and I want to, then you pinch me, but I don’t dodge and even smile asking you to pinch me. Get it now?"
"Not really, it seems a bit far-fetched."
As soon as Li Ruonan finished speaking, there were two thuds on the car window; then came Zhao Renjie’s deep voice: "Mr. Shen, my master needs to see you, could you please come over."
"Oh, yes, yes, of course." Shen Yiming answered cheerfully, and handed the food to his wife.