Chapter 437 Taking Wedding Photos, So Impure!

Zackary was expressionless, not moving at all.

At that moment, Lola noticed that his gaze was not on her at all.

She followed his gaze and noticed that he was staring intently at Penelope's small face, his eyes filled with fervor, loneliness, and an indescribable pain.

In an instant, that feeling of hatred that made Lola's heart tremble swept over her again, especially when she saw Penelope's exquisitely beautiful face, which after deliberate embellishment, was even more breathtakingly beautiful, completely overshadowing her own beauty. She wished she could rush up and tear her face apart.

How could a person be so good-looking?

She stood here quietly, neither crying nor laughing, neither speaking nor uttering a word, just being the most beautiful scenery.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains with a hint of ink, her nose was small and delicately upturned, and her lips bloomed like a vibrant peach blossom.

Especially those eyes, with a casual lift of the eyelids, or a slight tilt of the corners, an endless radiance would pour out, like a sprite emerging from a myriad of flowers, carrying their fragrance. It was as if a fairy had mistakenly fallen into the cycle of reincarnation, becoming a demon, becoming a charm, enticing people to the point where they wished they could scatter their souls and spirits for her, forgetting about reincarnation.

The wedding dress on Penelope, with its cinched waist design, made her waist appear even more slender, as if it could not be fully grasped.

Lola squinted her eyes, glaring resentfully at her slender waist.

How could a person's waist be so thin?

She subconsciously glanced at her own waist, her figure, which had been praised by countless people as a devilish figure. But her proud A4 waist, compared to Penelope, still seemed a bit robust.

Especially the overall temperament of the two of them, was worlds apart.

The two of them stood together, looking very much like Penelope was the enchanting queen of the world, and she was nothing more than a little maid by the queen's side.

The more Lola looked at Penelope, the angrier she became. Her gaze, filled with resentment, was withdrawn from her face.

Isn't it just a face of a seductive fox?!

One day, she would ruin her face, making herself so ugly that even her own mother, Chelsea, wouldn't recognize her!

Thinking of Penelope with her ugly face, being ridiculed and despised by everyone, Lola's mood instantly became much more beautiful.

She gently clung to Zackary's arm, "Zackary, you look so good in this outfit!"

What Lola said was indeed correct. Zackary's face, which was known as a once-in-a-thousand-year divine beauty, was even more handsome after deliberate modification, making countless women want to bear his children on the spot.

Penelope also saw Zackary.

Looking at the bright red wedding robe he was wearing, her expression involuntarily became slightly dazed.

She had dreamed countless times, seeing Zackary in a bright red festive robe in her dreams.

The young master was as precious as jade, his charm could topple cities.

The way he looked in the bright red festive robe was even better than she had imagined.

It was a pity that even though they were married, he had never worn the wedding robe for her. Now, he finally put on the bright red wedding robe, but it was for another woman.

She was wearing a wedding dress, but it was for another man.

Since she chose to hold Everett's hand, she would strive to keep her mind free of distractions, focusing only on being good to him.

Alan saw Penelope, his eyes clearly filled with astonishment.

People, especially love beautiful things, and Alan, a photographer dedicated to pursuing beauty, had absolutely no resistance to it.

He was eager to take a perfect set of photos for Penelope. He hurriedly waved at her, his address to her becoming much more affectionate, "Penelope, come over here quickly! I'll take photos of you and Everett first!"

"Yes, put on the veil! I'll take a set of photos for you first, with the sunrise and Everett lifting your veil!"

"Everett, let me tell you what you should do later! You go up to Penelope, gently lift her veil, then bend over, lean in, and join her under the veil, and kiss her!"

"Yes, it was to kiss her! I didn't say stop, you guys can't separate!"

Kissed under the cover?

Zackary's handsome face turned ashen. Kissing in front of so many people, have they no shame?

Everett was extremely satisfied with the actions designed by Alan. The purple halo around his pupils visibly deepened, "Good."

Penelope, "..." was taking wedding photos, she actually didn't really want to kiss or anything, but, Everett had already agreed, if she refused, it would be too disrespectful to him.

She was supposed to be good to him.

"Then we started right away!"

Excitedly, Alan raised the device in his hand. After adjusting the lighting, he quickly pressed the shutter.

Everett and Penelope really worked well together. The usual indifference and aloofness on his uniquely handsome face had faded. With a slight smile on his lips, he took steps towards the girl he loved.

Then, he reached out his hand and lifted her red veil.

He realized that he truly had no resistance towards Penelope.

Just now, when he saw her come out of the dressing room, he was already amazed.

This time, seeing her face under the veil, his heart, once again, uncontrollably pounded like a drum.

Just wanted to kiss her passionately.

Everett's Adam's apple bobbed violently, he let the hood half cover both of their heads, his lips, inching closer to Penelope's.

The dragonfly touched the water, a moment of tenderness, was enough to captivate the city.

It also intoxicated the half-life of Everett.

"Ha!"

Seeing their affectionate and harmonious scene, Zackary was so angry that his throat was uncomfortable. He removed Lola's hand and couldn't help but want to rush over and separate them.

However, the next second, Lola clung to him again, helpless and aggrieved, "Zackary..."

"Good, very good!"

Fortunately, after the dragonfly touched the water, Alan called a halt, preventing Zackary's emotions from completely spiraling out of control.

"Zackary, sister and Mr. Murray looked so good just now! Can we also take a set like that?"

Women, they all love beauty. Beautiful women, in particular, are unwilling to admit that others are more beautiful than them.

Lola thought that Penelope looked so beautiful just now, must be because of the large red veil that was always half covering her head.

Half-hidden, half-revealed, desiring to speak yet holding back, which man could resist such beauty, akin to a woman half-hiding her face while holding a lute!

She believed that, with her face half-covered by her veil, she could still stun countless people with her passionate kiss with Zackary under the veil.

"Hmm." Zackary didn't quite catch what Lola had said, he just responded perfunctorily.

Having received his resonance, Lola excitedly ran to find Alan.

Actually, Alan didn't really like taking the same style of group photos for newcomers, but he couldn't refuse since his friend's fiancée liked that style so much.

Lola waited excitedly under the veil, her lips slightly puckered, anticipating a passionate kiss with Zackary.

"Get ready!" Alan raised his hand, "Zackary, you could go and kiss your woman now!"

"This time, we made some slight improvements. After you kissed your woman, you held her in your arms, pressed her to the ground, and I took a series of photos for you that were both pure and lustful!"