"Come on, go a little further, and shoot according to what I just told you." The soft body that was leaning against him moved away, the strands of hair hanging on him also withdrew, and even the enchanting fragrance followed. But even so, what once existed will always exist, penetrating his bloodstream, never to dissipate. Poe Vaughn’s fingertip moved slightly as he watched her arched brows, the uplifted corners of her mouth, as he stepped back, camera pointed at her. Ava Sterling immediately spread her arms, rested them on the railing, and changed her expression in a second. As a supermodel, striking poses for photos is a must-have skill. However, just as she struck a pose, she remembered something, glancing at her outfit, her hair, and the hairpin — this pose wasn’t right. But just at that moment, she heard a click. Ava was stunned and looked up. Poe pressed the shutter again. Ava blinked and suddenly smiled with squinted eyes. Candid shots capture the soul best. This guy is really smart. Ignoring it, she struck various poses, standing or sitting in the pavilion, gazing into the distance, or looking at him. Cold and aloof or smiling, various poses and expressions came effortlessly. She even freely let down her hair by removing the hairpin, the strands cascading instantly, as she looked up at him with a smile. Poe looked through the camera at the person in front of him, her lips curling up under the moonlit night, confident and beautiful, and pressed the shutter. The photo session went on for quite a while until Ava felt it was enough and finally spoke, "Okay, okay, let me see!" She hurried over, grabbed the phone from his hand, and scrolled through the album. Poe Vaughn’s album was empty before, not a single photo, but now it was filled with photos, all of Ava. Ava’s fingers swiped across the screen, quickly browsing through them, and the more she looked, the more delighted she became. This guy took amazing photos! The scenery, the people, even the blurry ones had a unique charm. Ava’s lips curved up as she selected all the photos and sent them to her own phone, happily saying, "You’re so smart!" "I only explained it once, and you remembered perfectly." "Next time we go out, I’ll have you take more photos!" They say straight men have a terrible sense of aesthetics, but not him—his sense is top-notch. The atmosphere was captured perfectly, and opening any photo was breathtaking. Ava looked at each photo, particularly one where she stood in the pavilion, hairpin removed, her hair cascading as she gazed at him with a smile. Her smile was simply stunning! When did she learn to smile so gently? Seeing herself full of starlight in the photos, Ava even doubted her own eyes. Poe Vaughn looked at the person in the photo, her bright eyes clearly reflecting his figure. He turned his gaze and raised his wrist to check the time, "It’s getting late." "Oh, what time is it?" Ava instinctively asked, still engrossed in the photos, her excitement undiminished. Ava was stunned and looked up, "Ten o’clock?!" She was surprised, even shocked. Was it this late? How come she didn’t feel it at all? Seeing her eyes almost popping out in surprise, Poe nodded, hands tucked casually in his pockets as he walked away. Ava blinked several times, then hurried to catch up with him, quickly deleting the photos as she walked. She had already sent them to her phone, so she’d see them when she got back tomorrow. It didn’t affect anything at all. But she had to delete the photos from his phone to avoid bothering him. He had already been very accommodating tonight by taking photos of her and letting her use his phone, which was more than enough. She couldn’t take advantage of it further. Ava quickly deleted everything, even removing the photos she had sent to herself from his phone to avoid affecting his storage. This content belongs to novelꜰire.net Not leaving a single trace behind. Once his phone was clean and devoid of any traces of her, she handed it back to him. She cheerfully returned the phone to him, her smile radiant. Poe looked at the elegant phone extended to him, the black device in her white palm making her hand look even fairer. Taking the phone, he felt her warmth merge with his in his palm. Ava was thrilled, running ahead, taking a few steps before turning back to look at him, her smile bright, "Poe Vaughn, let’s hang out again next time!" The moon rose high, the moonlight becoming softer, as she stood under the moonlit night, her eyes and mouth opening with a radiant smile like a beautiful flower blooming at its peak. Ava felt that today was especially fulfilling and satisfying, so much so that she completely forgot she’d be sharing a room, or even the same bed with Poe Vaughn tonight. She returned to the house with light steps, the courtyard lights still on, brightly illuminating the night. However, the courtyard was much quieter than before, as if everyone had already rested. It made sense; it was already past ten, approaching eleven. The elderly couldn’t possibly still be waiting for them at this hour. Ava entered the main hall, the lights were on, but all was silent, even the little dog was asleep. Ava blinked, heading straight upstairs. Perhaps because he had taken so many beautiful photos of her, putting her in a good mood and feeling increasingly fond of him, she wasn’t worried at all about sharing a room or even the same bed with him tonight. Truly, not worried at all. Poe Vaughn walked behind Ava, watching her elegantly tied-up hair and the swaying pearl on her hairpin, his steps calm and unhurried. The two of them walked upstairs one after the other, arriving outside the bedroom, everything as usual. Ava didn’t know how the Grandma had arranged the room this time, but it should be similar to last time. After all, it was a bridal chamber, with a festive bed, festive covers, and the red "Double Happiness" characters, nothing surprising if she’d seen it once before. So when she reached the door, Ava simply opened it and went in.