She rarely visited the ocean. It would be a pity if she did not take any pictures.

Just as she was thinking about it, she felt the hand on her loosen, which scared Anne, and tightened her grip on Anthony's hand.

Anthony pointed to the stone next to the huge coral and then pointed behind him.

Anne saw the bodyguard following behind, holding a camera in his hand.

How could he know what he was thinking?

Anne squatted on top of the stone with Anthony's help.

Then Anthony let go of her hand, went down, and waved at her.

Anne squatted on the rock and instantly knew what she needed to do for the photo.

If she swam, would she make a fool of herself? Would it look good?

She was overthinking.

Anthony waited for her.

If Anne did not want to shoot, she would not let go of his hand.

from

was fixated on thinking about how to look

he seemed no different from when he was standing on land. He still looked

her eyes, and after some time, she

flippers, stretching her hands forward as if trying to grab onto someone in front

not a bodyguard, but a professional photographer, who had prepared four cameras to shoot

needed the

threw herself into Anthony's arms,

her waist, his black eyes

and she was a little shy. She did not

and was afraid

a

experience, Anne was not so

could swim freely in the

also took the triplets

photos with various

five

one was squatting to pick up shellfish, one was looking

Anthony were looking at the

five people looked at the

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