My Fiance Ran Away On Our Wedding Day novel Chapter 61

On Saturday, Anika and Zac went to the studio to take wedding photos.

The photographer that Nataly recommended to her was called Yuna, a famous photographer from several fashion magazines.

Yuna's skill was exquisite enough, and she was well-known in the entertainment world.

She did not easily accept this kind of private shooting.

But this time, it was for Nataly's sake.

The wedding gowns and dresses that Zac had arranged for the shoot had all been prepared ahead of time.

Anika was somewhat surprised that the design fitted her perfectly.

"How do you know my size?"

As she leaned closer to the space between the shots, She whispered to Zac, who was standing beside her.

Hearing this, he glanced at her up and down and chuckled, "I've already hugged you so many times.Is it difficult to grasp it?"

Anika coughed slightly, and her cheeks became flushed for a moment.

Actually, the embrace he was talking to wasn't a hug at all.

He would embrace her numerous times in front of others, and his posture didn't put any strain on her.

However, at that time, he didn’t secretly think of such a thing.

Photographer Yuna, who had been adjusting the equipment in a trance out there , looked at them and smiled, "The next bride and groom get closer.To make it more genuine, the husband holds the bride's face and places it on his forehead."

Anika subconsciously glanced at Zac.

He was still calm and unconcerned, and did not say anything.

The next thing she knew, he was following the photographer's directions and slowly bending down, carefully raising her chin.

The room was filled with cold air.

When his straight eyebrow and beautiful nose touched her, a tinge of cold and numbness crept to her limbs and bones.

When they stared at each other, their deep, pitch-black eyes appeared to be drenched in ink, and they couldn't see other things.

He pressed her thumb against her cheek, causing her to tingle and quiver slightly.

She only relaxed after the photographer reminded them.

A few flashes of light passed by.

Zac lifted his head slightly after taking the shot, but he didn't let her go.

Anika recovered from the initial awkwardness and did not move either.

She just kept staring at his handsome appearance.

"What, am I good-looking?" He curled his lips.

His charming peach blossom eyes were filled with a smile as he pinched her face.

She nodded, "Yes, you look good."

However, his expression was very serious.

Her attitude made Zac unnatural for a moment.

So he let go of her and coughed softly, "Anika, won't you be shy at this time?"

"But ...you look really good."

She spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.

Zac furrowed his brows and then averted his eyes.

He then said casually, "Oh, then you have a good eye."

Seeing his faintly red ears, Anika frowned slightly and thought, ‘Could it be that he is ...shy?”

Yuna's voice came out again before she could think about it.

"The bride is sitting on the sofa, facing the light of the lamp.The groom holds the bride's waist and kisses her.” Anika directed her gaze to her finger.

The light was bright at the place where the lamp was placed, and beside it was a low-legged sofa for a single person.

She avoided looking at the man beside her since she was preoccupied with the photographer's request.

After all, no matter what she thought, she felt as if she was trying to take advantage of him.

The assistant photographer came over to help her tidy up the hem of her wedding gown while sitting on the sofa and guided Zac on the main points of his posture.

He followed after with a slight grin, unable to hide his feelings.

His broad body blocked most of her sight.

Looking at his approaching face, Anika gently closed her eyes and couldn't help but clench her fists.

In the darkness, a refreshing feeling came from his lips.

His pleasant refreshing scent lingered on the tip of her nose.

His lips touched her, and their breathing seemed to merge together.

Along with the humid and hot atmosphere, the rest of his senses were enormously increased, and the hands on her waist became even hotter.

After an unknown amount of time, Anika finally heard the photographer's voice.

She calmed down and opened her eyes again.

His deep eyes, like a lake, caught her attention.

They exchanged a quick glance, both clearly ashamed.

He quickly stood up again.

"Zac.”

"Huh?"