Listening to Su Yu's assertive speech, feeling the slight sting beneath his collarbone, Tang Song's heart skipped a beat.
He suddenly realized that he seemed to not know this actress at all.
In his past memories, Su Yu was extremely obedient, like a little pet, always relying on his guidance and arrangements.
Yet at this moment, she was showing unprecedented initiative and strength.
Tang Song's hand slowly moved downward, tracing the curve of her rounded shoulder, "Alright, I'll listen to you."
Su Yu chuckled contentedly, then stepped back from his embrace, tidying her disheveled collar.
"Wait for me here, I'll go change my clothes." Her voice had completely restored its calm.
"Hmm?" Tang Song raised his eyebrows, looking at her with a hint of confusion.
Su Yu leaned closer to his ear, her eyes seductive, her voice husky and alluring, "The weather's hot, my clothes inside are soaked, it's uncomfortable, wait for me here."
