Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 84 - 60: Want to Shoot?

Chapter 84: Chapter 60: Want to Shoot?

The married life of cohabitation with Fu Yisi seemed to have settled down into a tranquil routine. Fu Yisi would prepare breakfast for both of them every day, while Ji Sang was in charge of their dinner.

That morning, the man got up at his usual time and went straight to the gym on the third floor after changing clothes. Normally, Ji Sang would wake up punctually at seven o’clock, but this time, for some reason, she became aware as soon as Fu Yisi left the bed.

In a semi-conscious state, Ji Sang instinctively leaned toward Fu Yisi’s side of the bed, feeling a trace of warmth from the quilt, and then continued to sleep.

But after just over ten minutes, Ji Sang slowly opened her eyes, turned her head to look at the now empty side of the bed, and reached for the cellphone on the nightstand.

6:30 AM.

Sleep escaped her completely.

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It seemed that Fu Yisi had been up for a while. Was this the time he usually got up every morning?

Ji Sang’s curiosity was piqued; she wanted to see what the man was doing getting up so early. She got up, got out of bed, and went downstairs without washing up. But she didn’t see him anywhere in the kitchen.

“Not here?”

Ji Sang slightly furrowed her brows, muttering softly to herself,

“If not here, then where?”

She went upstairs to the study room. The door was not fully closed, leaving a small gap. Ji Sang didn’t knock and gently pushed the door open,

“Not here either.”

Ji Sang pursed her lips; they mostly spent their time on the first and second floors. If he wasn’t there, then…

“Could he be on the third floor?”

No sooner had Ji Sang spoken than the man who was coming down from upstairs passed by the stairway entrance,

“Looking for me again?”

Ji Sang was startled, patting her chest, and turned around just about to speak to him, but froze when she saw Fu Yisi at that moment.

The man was dressed in all-white sportswear, wearing a headband, his hair slightly damp, with a few strands of bangs hanging by his forehead, sweat sliding down his perfect jawline to his Adam’s apple, to the slightly exposed collarbone, and finally disappearing into his clothes.

What was fatal was that, just as she looked over, the man happened to slightly raise his head and took the towel from his shoulder to wipe off his sweat. The soft towel brushed over his slightly rolling throat and across his sweat-soaked jawline.

Ji Sang couldn’t help it and swallowed.

“You… got up so early to go to the gym?”

Fu Yisi slightly nodded,

“Why did you get up so early?”

Ji Sang touched the back of her neck,

“When you woke up, I was almost awake.”

Fu Yisi frowned,

“Did I wake you up?”

“No.”

Ji Sang shook her head gently, Fu Yisi’s movements were very light, but… as soon as he left, she suddenly felt unaccustomed, as if something was missing by her side.

“Are you hungry? I will take a shower first and then make you something to eat.”

After saying that, the man turned and headed toward his room, and Ji Sang followed behind him. As Fu Yisi took his clothes and was about to enter the bathroom, Ji Sang called out to him,

“Could I… take a picture of you?”

Ji Sang raised her DSLR in her hand.

It was rare to see Fu Yisi like this. He rarely wore casual clothes, and she had missed this version of him every morning before. Now that she had seen him, the youthful aura emanating from Fu Yisi truly captivated her and left her somewhat… unable to stop.

Especially with his collar soaked in sweat, his hair still slightly messy –

carrying a different kind of allure.

She… really wanted to capture this version of Fu Yisi, which was why she couldn’t resist asking.

Upon hearing her request, Fu Yisi looked at Ji Sang.

The little woman’s hair was disheveled, she was still wearing her nightgown, holding the camera in her hands, cautiously asking him.

“Want to take a picture?”

“Uh-huh.”

The man then put down the clothes in his hand and slowly approached Ji Sang.

“How should we take the shots?”

Ji Sang’s eyes lit up, grabbing Fu Yisi’s hand and heading straight to the large balcony outside.

“Just sit in the wicker chair, you don’t have to do anything, just leave it to me!”

The man was led outside like this, and then pushed to sit in the wicker chair.

He raised an eyebrow.

“Don’t have to do anything at all?”

“… Just like this, lean back, tilt your head up, and show… your jawline will be fine.”

Ji Sang’s face suddenly reddened. Aside from the last work session, she could finally brazenly take photos of Fu Yisi in the style she wanted.

Fu Yisi suddenly remembered the moment in the hospital garden when, after being discovered by him, she timidly apologized.

She said: His jawline was really good-looking.

The little woman seemed to really like his jawline.

So, the man moved his neck slightly, obediently tilting his head back, presenting the entire line of his jaw in front of Ji Sang.

Ji Sang suddenly picked up the SLR camera and captured that moment.

With Fu Yisi’s looks and temperament, there was absolutely no need to deliberately pose; his usual gaze, hands casually placed on his legs, and the sweat on his face and neck gleamed with the colors of sunlight.

Ji Sang could hardly stop, the clicking sound of the camera continuously resounded on the balcony, and then she burst into laughter.

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The man inadvertently turned his head to look at her, and upon seeing the smile at the corners of her mouth, his lips slightly curled up.

“How else should we do it?”

Today he was off, and Ji Sang didn’t need to go to the TV station.

“Take it slow, no hurry.”

Hearing this, Ji Sang’s laughter grew even louder.

“Can we shoot all morning?!”

The man frowned a little.

“Can’t I take a shower?”

“Of course!”

Why not!

Is a bathrobe scene not attractive?

Fu Yisi wearing a bathrobe looked incredibly abstinent and handsome.

Thinking this, Ji Sang swallowed hard and sped up her actions before packing up the SLR camera, pulling Fu Yisi up and pushing him into the bathroom.

“Quick, quick, wear this later.”

After speaking, Ji Sang handed over the champagne-colored bathrobe.

Fu Yisi raised an eyebrow; although he knew Ji Sang just wanted to take pictures, the twinkle in her eyes made his throat go dry.

It was early in the morning; one couldn’t blame him.

The man took the bathrobe.

“I’ll be expecting a reward later.”

Going inside, Fu Yisi cast a meaningful glance at Ji Sang.

A pity that Ji Sang, immersed in the thought of upcoming photography, failed to perceive it in time.

…

In the bathroom, Fu Yisi turned on the tap, letting the cold water splash over him. He hadn’t thought about what happened this morning.

One day, he actually endured the discomfort of sweat-soaked skin after exercise to agree to be Ji Sang’s model.

Just to see that bright, beautiful smile on her lips.

Fu Yisi raised his hand to wipe the water off his face, looking at himself in the mirror. The man’s eyes no longer held the usual cool, waveless gaze, but were veiled with a layer of subtle laughter, even the corners of his mouth were curved.

Even though he was doing something he didn’t quite enjoy, he felt no impatience at all, and recalling the little woman’s laughter, he felt somewhat pleased.

It was as if he’d seen a ghost.