Mr. Shang, please be passionately in love after marriage.

After all, they hadn't spent more than a week together, and suddenly they had to take wedding photos together intimately.

Cen hope was having trouble getting into the zone.

The photographer took several shots, and even though the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful, the photos just didn't turn out well.

She stared at the photos in the camera for a long time before finally figuring out the problem.

These two look just like the strangers she used to hire to pose as a couple for photos!

He exuded a sense of detachment from head to toe.

No, no, that won't do!

After pressing the delete button several times, all the photos were deleted. The photographer said, "You two need to get a little closer. Let's take a few kissing pictures first."

Are you really close?

Cen hope was not ready yet.

Shang Hanzhou seemed much more skilled than her. He put his arm around her waist, his tall figure approaching her, and his thin lips slowly pressed down.

It felt as if someone was gripping my chest tightly from deep inside.

Cen hope's breath trembled with nervousness, her long, curled eyelashes shaking uncontrollably. The man's thin lips hovered just a millimeter away from hers as he asked in a low voice, "Manman, are you nervous?"

After returning from Jiangcheng, he called her by her nickname again in that affectionate way.

Cen hope swallowed hard, opened her eyes, calmly met his deep black eyes, shook her head, and stammered, "No... I'm not nervous."

His thin lips, cool to the touch, covered hers.

He smiled lazily and kissed me.

Cen hope unconsciously closed her eyes, her fingers gripping his strong arm, her breathing gradually becoming steady in the sudden kiss.

Yes! That's it!

The photographer was instantly satisfied and took several quick shots during the break, finally getting the look right.

After kissing a few times, the distance between them lessened considerably.

The subsequent shooting was much easier, since the people and scenery were beautiful, and every shot turned out great.

They finished filming half an hour earlier than the originally scheduled time.

The photographer held up his camera and showed them the photos taken that day. Cen hope looked amazed; almost every single one was beautiful.

Shang Hanzhou, however, remained indifferent, which made the photographer's heart pound.

Could it be that there wasn't a single one he was satisfied with?

The photographer couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Shang, which photos are your favorites?"

Shang Hanzhou replied calmly, "It was a kiss."

Photographer: "..."

She felt that he didn't like the photos, but simply liked the pose.

So he nodded: "Okay, then let's take a few more pictures like this tomorrow."

The days are longer on the island in summer, and it's still bright outside.

When Cen hope returned to the hotel after changing her clothes, she already felt tired. She hadn't even removed her makeup yet. As soon as she entered the room, she resisted the urge to lie down and headed to the bathroom.

"etc."

Shang Hanzhou called out to her.

Cen hope turned to look at him. "What's wrong?"

The man strode closer to her, gesturing with his chin towards the sofa. "Go and rest."

"But I haven't removed my makeup yet..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shang Hanzhou naturally told her, "I'll remove it for you. I asked the makeup artist, and I know how to do it."

I was just too tired to move.

Cen hope was quite happy to do it for someone else.

She obediently walked to the sofa, lay down contentedly, and as soon as she lay down, her mind immediately became hazy, and sleepiness swept over her brain.

In her daze, she felt someone gently rubbing her skin, which tickled her a little, so she twitched her nose.

Then, I seemed to hear a very faint laugh.

After an unknown amount of time, an itch came from her neck. Cen hope frowned and raised her hand to slap away the itch, but her palm accidentally touched the man's cheek.

A very crisp "snap" sound.

She slapped Shang Hanzhou.

In an instant, all the drowsiness vanished, and Cen hope abruptly opened her eyes, staring blankly at the scene before her.

Shang Hanzhou half-squatted in front of her, taking the necklace that she hadn't taken off her neck.

She slapped him.

A huge sense of panic suddenly swept over her, and Cen hope subconsciously took a step back, but there was still a sofa behind her, and she had nowhere to retreat.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

She just felt itchy and wanted to scratch it off; she didn't really want to hit him.

Shang Hanzhou's expression didn't seem to change much because of the slap, but his silence made him even more terrifying.

Cen hope felt both guilty and scared. She bit her lower lip and tentatively grabbed his wrist. "Why don't you hit me too? Just to get back at him."

That's fairly fair.

The woman gripped his wrist tightly; she genuinely wanted him to do it.

The restlessness that had been suppressed for several days surged up in his heart once again, and Shang Hanzhou moved his thin lips expressionlessly.

If it were Jiang Zheng, would she still be so polite?

"Cen hope."

He suddenly called her by her full name.

Cen hope blinked in confusion. Before she could answer, he picked her up by the waist and strode towards the bathroom.

"I prefer you to repay in this way."

This is the third time they've done it.

The first two times were at Jingtang Garden.

This time it was in a completely unfamiliar environment; the hotel and the bathroom were not in the familiar style.

Every corner was more stimulating to Cen hope than before. She felt that Shang Hanzhou was acting strangely. She couldn't put her finger on it, but she could sense that he seemed angry.

What are you angry about?

She didn't know, maybe it was because of that slap?

In a moment of deep emotion, he suddenly asked a question: "How long have you liked that person?"

what?

Cen hope bit his finger. Why did he bring this up again after more than a week?

Her breathing was a little rapid, and she mumbled, "I don't know..."

She herself had forgotten how long she had liked him.

Shang Hanzhou tensed his jaw and didn't say anything more. The water in the bathtub overflowed again.

……

The sun had completely set over the island.

Cen hope lay on the bed. She moved her arms, which were sore. She didn't want to move, but she was so hungry.

The bedroom light was off.

Shang Hanzhou is not here.

The hickeys on her collarbone and neck were obvious. She remembered that she had a wedding photoshoot tomorrow, and she froze on the spot.

What should we do?

Never mind, we'll talk about it tomorrow. It's more important to eat something now.

Cen hope put on a dress with a slightly high neckline and went out.

The hotel lobby was brightly lit, and to make it lively, Mr. Shang did not close off the entire island.

There were other tourists on the island as well.

As soon as Cen hope stepped out of the elevator, she heard a wail coming from the hotel entrance.

"Yingbao, don't scare Mommy! What's wrong?"

The woman was pulling two suitcases, one large and one small, when her body went limp and she half-knelt on the ground.

Her son looked to be only four or five years old and was wearing a cute little duck outfit.

At this moment, her fair face was flushed an unnatural red, her breathing was intermittent, and there were sounds in her throat like she was coughing up phlegm.

Everyone in the hotel lobby couldn't help but look over.

"What's wrong with this child?"