The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

Title: The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun
Translator: Fringe Capybara
Chapter 159 - He had probably fallen for real. (2)

The other beach was about a 30-minute car ride away. This beach was different than the one that they were at earlier – there were no other visitors there.

Jiang MingYuan explained to them. “This is a private beach and is not opened to other tourists.”

“Yours?”

“No, I borrowed it.” Jiang MingYuan was walking in the front. He paused after a couple of steps and looked back at her. His mouth moved but finally didn’t say anything.

Cheng Huan found that odd and asked, “What’s the matter?”

“Nothing,” said Jiang MingYuan softly and turned back around.

He was going to say that if Cheng Huan really liked it he, too, could go and buy a section of a beach but he noticed that it’d be too abrupt before he actually said it out loud. He finally decided against it and continued walking in front.

This private beach was cordoned off and there was a villa within its area. The villa was huge with very comprehensive amenities. The owner’s wealth was very obvious. What Cheng Huan thought was a very nice hotel turned into the equivalent of cheap apartment when compared to this luxurious villa.

Walking out of the other side of the villa and they had arrived at the beach.

Probably because there weren’t a lot of visitors, this beach seemed particularly clean. The water was clear and it was dyed a different color by the yellowish-orange sun. A few seabirds flew around in the sky leisurely and the view was picturesque.

Being on the west side of the island, this beach was the best spot for watching the sunset and also for taking pictures. Cheng Huan had some experiences with photography and did not want this scenery to go to waste. Even though her original intention was to have pictures of herself taken, she ended up taking a lot of pictures herself, both of the view and the others.

The father and son who were doubled as her models were very cooperative. They would stand wherever they were told and post however they were told. Occasionally when the younger model was impatient, the older model would even coach him some.

Cheng Huan snapped pictures until she had her fun and finally wrapped up happily.

By now the sun was still half-way above the ocean and the sky was about to become dark. There were only some orange colors being reflected on the water.

Cheng Huan had already put down her camera but, seeing this scene, she took a few more photos. She was very satisfied as she looked at the pictures that she had taken. By the time she saw the pictures of the father and son, she suddenly remembered that there was no picture taken of herself. She quickly handed the camera over to the formerly model now photographer and walked over to the beach to pose. Standing on the beach with the water licked at her feet, Cheng Huan stood facing the sun, her arms stretched out, her hair falling freely and blown all directions by the sea breeze.

The sound of the tides covered up the shutter noises from the camera. Cheng Huan maintained her position for a little while and, her arms sore, she turned around and asked the man behind her with the camera in his hands, “Are you done yet?”

The woman, with the back to him, her skirt was flowing and her hair was in tangling up in midair. Her butterfly-like shoulder blades resembled wings that were about to flutter and, the afterglow of the sunset casting over her made her looked like she was glowing in sacred light.

Jiang MingYuan felt that his fingers were shaking a little and his heart inside his chest was beating faster and faster. Thump, thump. He could hear it in his own ears like something was struggling to break free.

His palms were getting clammy but his action of snapping pictures did not slow. Jiang MingYuan had no idea how many pictures he had taken before the person in front turned around and asked him if he was done.

Her hair, flowing in the air, kissed her on her cheeks. Her smile that could rival a flower could make someone lose their ability to think temporarily.