Shi Nuan sat quietly by the side, not daring to raise her head to look at Song Yansheng's expression, only hearing him reply to Yu Yao: "Got it!"
The tone was rather indifferent, giving nothing away.
When Shi Nuan finally summed up the courage to look up, all she saw was Song Yansheng's back as he ascended the stairs.
The man, at that moment, had taken off his suit jacket and placed it on his arm, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, walking with steady steps.
Just his back was enough to let one's imagination roam!
Song Yansheng went upstairs quickly. Shi Nuan wondered if he was also eager to see their wedding photos?
Of course, it might just be her imagination.
Shi Nuan and Yu Yao remained downstairs, chatting about trivial matters.
Song Yansheng stayed upstairs for more than ten minutes before coming down, his eyes smiling, corners of his mouth slightly curved.
He seemed to be in a good mood.
So, he was quite pleased with the photos?
