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Capítulo 1430: Chapter 518: I Miss You So Much, Superstar_4

The superior bone structure and the lively features of her face, every detail is breathtakingly perfect.

Only by observing at such a close distance can one truly feel her unique charm.

“You are so beautiful!” Tang Song exclaimed with a passionate gaze.

A blush rose on Su Yu’s face, and she subconsciously turned her head away, avoiding his gaze.

He had complimented her many times before, but only this time, Su Yu saw the intense possessiveness in his eyes, mixing with love, tinged with desire.

Looking at the stunning, shy appearance of the female star, Tang Song could no longer restrain the emotions surging within him.

He raised his hand, gently turned her face, forcing her to look directly into his eyes.

He bent down and kissed her forcefully.

Their lips touched, hot and intertwined.

Their warm breaths mixed, and their breathing became rapid and disordered.

Su Yu’s body stiffened, then quickly softened, her eyes wide open, looking at him.

They gazed at each other, kissing deeply and passionately.

“Thump, thump—” The sound of their heartbeat roared in their ears, more intense than ever.

An immense sense of satisfaction filled their hearts.

Tang Song embraced her, pulling her closer against him.

His nose and mouth were filled with her scent, fresh and elegant, with a hint of mystery, captivating.

His hand slid across her back, feeling the perfect curves outlined by her high-waisted skinny jeans.

The arc of her perfect C-shaped waist was just right, not excessively slender, nor lacking in strength, each touch making him marvel at the craftsmanship of the Creator.

Su Yu was not the so-called “right-angled shoulder” or “tiny waist” type; when seen separately, a part might not be particularly stunning.

But when these elements came together, they formed a naturally harmonious beauty.

Her shoulders seemed carved, her waist like a fine line.

Every detail exuded the charm of a top-class beauty, unique and unparalleled.

Tang Song couldn’t help but apply more strength with his hands.

A mist immediately rose in Su Yu’s eyes, and she let out a low, instinctive hum and breath.

Her voice lingered, slightly lazy and coquettish, like an impromptu melody striking directly at one’s sensory nerves.

As a top diva, Su Yu’s voice was recognized as beautiful and highly distinctive.

The sound from her mouth carried fatal attraction.

Tang Song became addicted after just one listen, his eyes reddened.

In the quiet lounge, Su Yu’s pleasant voice began to ring intermittently.

Like a night breeze caressing the strings, soft and lingering, with a touch of unintentional teasing.

After a long time, the two slowly separated.

Su Yu leaned against the dressing table, her hands bracing against it, her chest heaving violently.

Her face was flushed, her lips slightly swollen, her gaze resting on Tang Song.

“The outfit you’re wearing today…” her tone carried a hint of trance.

“That’s right, it’s the outfit from when we first met, a surprise?”

“A surprise, thank you. There probably isn’t a bigger surprise in this world than this.”

Tang Song’s gaze lowered, looking at her somewhat messy clothes, his eyes gentle, “You’re also wearing the same as that day, except back then you wore sunglasses and a cool hat, wrapping yourself up very tightly, poor thing.”

Upon hearing him talk about their first meeting, Su Yu’s eyes became moist again.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm the waves in her heart, softly chatting with him about the past.

In the quiet lounge, only the two of them stood face to face, extraordinarily warm.

After a while.

Su Yu looked into his eyes and said, “Actually, I’ve always wanted to know, why did you suddenly come to Shanghai to find me back then?”

“Why…” Tang Song paused slightly, then suddenly flashed a bright smile, kissing her porcelain-white cheek, “Of course, because I liked you. Initially, I saw your photos in the dormitory and then set my sights on you, deliberately trying to get close to you.”

Su Yu murmured unbelievably, “Is…is that so?”

“Of course, don’t you believe me?”

“No!” Su Yu took a deep breath, her gaze shimmering complex and bright.

In fact, over the years, especially after Tang Song left, she gradually realized.

Tang Song’s way of treating her was more like handling a piece of art—a painting, a game.

He cultivated and shaped her in his own way, carving out a perfect “Su Yu” according to his preferences.

This “Su Yu” was a dazzling star, the focus of all attention, but not truly herself.