The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Tang Tang held his chin with one hand and tilted his head, "Where do you live?"

"Tinglan," Feng Lan said meaningfully, "It is said to be on the floor below a certain important person's suite."

Tang Tang silently uttered a "Huh?"

It turns out Feng Lan now lives on the floor below her?

Tang Tang hesitated and said, "You..."

Feng Lan blinked at Tang Tang and smiled, "Because when I came to book the hotel, my assistant also wanted to book a suite on this floor, but he was late."

"So I moved to this floor now. I never expected that," Feng Lan said slowly. "I actually live so close to my dear Muse..."

His voice gradually lowered, and the last few words seemed to be blurred into the ambiguous ending, "I will climb into the bed of my dear little muse tonight."

Dad is mentally retarded.

Tang Tang rubbed his eyebrows and saw that the decoration of the room behind Feng Lan was indeed similar to his own.

She thought for two seconds, still undecided whether to let this mad dog come to see her.

"Dear Muse," Feng Lan prayed with a smile, "We haven't seen each other for so long, don't you miss me?"

Tang Tang curled his lips, "Didn't you just say that I have a lot of puppies? Of course I'm so happy that I can't think of you."

"Ah, that's such a pity," Feng Lan sighed, "Who are they?"

He seemed curious, "Muse, can you tell me?"

"Tell you what next?" Tang Tang smiled, "What do you want to do?"

"I can't do anything," Feng Lan approached the camera and said in an ambiguous tone, "As a good dog for the master, of course, I can only try to please the master..."

I believed your evil deeds.

Tang Tang stood up, looked at him and said directly, "A good dog won't cause trouble for its owner outside, don't you think?"

"Yes," Feng Lan nodded decisively, but his eyes were fixed on Tang Tang, never moving away. "But even if it's a wild dog, the owner should give it some reward, right?"

His voice was hoarse, "What about my reward?"

Feng Lan laughed grimly, with some unspeakable desire, "Master, come and have an affair with me, okay? There is another man by your side, right? He is not here now, right..."

He spoke every word without any shame, and even enjoyed it. "So, how about we have an affair behind his back?"

Tang Tang said slowly, "Cheating? Aren't you just a...disobedient bad dog?"

There was an ambiguous smile in her eyes, which seemed to contain mockery, affection, or simply suppression. In short, her eyes were so high and mighty, as if no one could get into her eyes.

Tang Tang looked at Feng Lan and said, "Are you a male dog in heat now, Feng Lan?"

"Woof," Feng Lan laughed, not at all annoyed by the humiliating name. He raised his eyebrows, and his already sharp features were now filled with a bit of lust and straightforward desire, "I'm coming to find you, Master."

……

Tang Tang was in the bedroom, naturally not wearing casual clothes, but a loose and soft nightgown.

She was lying on the sofa barefoot in plush slippers.

Feng Lan knelt in front of her, one hand slowly moving up Tang Tang's ankle. His hot palm gradually moved up and touched her slender calf.

Tang Tang raised his eyebrows, raised his leg and kicked him, his foot directly stepping on Feng Lan's shoulder and pushing him backwards.

Tang Tang's force was not very strong, he just stepped on his shoulders and pushed him back. Feng Lan naturally did not move at all, but he had no intention of resisting and let Tang Tang abuse him.

Tang Tang put his foot on Feng Lan's shoulder, looked at him and said, "Take your dog paws away."

"No," Feng Lan looked at Tang Tang with fascination, even leaning forward, getting closer, and laughing, "The dog is in heat, shouldn't the owner help solve it?"

Tang Tang exerted a little force with his legs and kicked the man away.

There was a large carpeted area in front of the sofa. Feng Lan was caught off guard and fell casually to the ground.

He casually arched his long legs, slightly spread them apart, and with his hands on the floor, he looked at Tang Tang and tilted his head slightly, "Why is the master suddenly angry?"

Tang Tang stood up, walked slowly in front of him, raised his foot, stepped on Feng Lan's heart, and knocked him to the ground face to face.

Feng Lan was stepped on by Tang Tang and lay at her feet, but the smile in his eyes became more and more obvious, even a little crazy.

He reached out, grasped Tang Tang's ankle, then pressed it against his chest and asked, "My dear master, can you feel my heartbeat?"

Tang Tang stepped on it and felt the soft chest muscles under her feet. The feeling was quite good. She sneered and said, "The dog is in heat. I think it would be a good idea to send you to the hospital for sterilization."

Feng Lan stood at Tang Tang's feet like a believer worshiping God.

He smiled and sat up, then lowered his head and kissed Tang Tang's thigh, very passionately, "Dear Muse, when you train a dog, you should also give it some sweet treats, right?"

Tang Tang looked at his handsome and sharp eyes pressed against her thigh, and kissed him repeatedly while speaking, while his other hand gently stroked the delicate skin.

Tang Tang really felt that the name Feng Lan suited him very well. There was something really crazy about him.

So she smiled and said, "Sweets are for good dogs. Do you deserve it?"

"How come I am not worthy?" Feng Lan kissed Tang Tang obsessedly, sniffing the faint fragrance on her body. He would rather kneel down at the feet of his Muse, just to win the favor of the Muse.

Tang Tang turned around and didn't look at him, "Don't cause me trouble, understand?"

"Of course, dear," Feng Lan also stood up. He was wearing a white shirt with an irregular hem that was very fashionably cut, and straight suit pants that were wrinkled because of the action just now.

But this doesn't look sloppy, it just has a bit of a casual temperament.

Tang Tang lazily sat on the large sofa, legs casually crossed, looking at Feng Lan, his eyes revealing very obvious distrust, "Your brain circuit is not normal, how can I trust you?"

Feng Lan chuckled and walked slowly to Tang Tang, like a leopard with shiny fur but extremely aggressive. He pressed his hands on both sides of Tang Tang, pushed his legs forward, moved forward gracefully, slowly leaned over, and trapped Tang Tang under him.

His deep eyes were full of smiles, the corners of his mouth were clearly curved, he lowered his eyes and stared at Tang Tang, his voice was hoarse and ambiguous, "Then Master...wouldn't it be better to put a collar on me?"

He slowly moved closer to Tang Tang until their faces were just a little bit apart. When their eyes met, Feng Lan slowly said, "Before we parted, my dear, you left me a kiss and never looked for me again."

"I'm so unwilling," he laughed, "So it's not too much to ask for another kiss, right?"