The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Gray's pink eyes seemed to brighten, and he rubbed against Tang Tang like a familiar big cat.

But because Tang Tang was sitting on a single sofa, he had nowhere to sit, so he said confidently, "Dear Eris, please take me in when I'm homeless."

Tang Tang looked at him with interest, "Where do you want to sit?"

"Can I sit in your arms?" Gray didn't know why he liked teasing this mysterious new Pope so much. Perhaps it was because he could always vaguely sense a strange indifference and affinity in her.

She obviously hated this, but she was indifferent to these stupid lambs.

Gray's hands, which were adorned with jewel rings, quietly hooked Tang Tang's fingers, then he went further and rubbed into her palm, gently hooking it.

Tang Tang felt it was extremely weird, but because Gray was a virgin, she didn't feel very uncomfortable. After all, he was relatively clean.

Well, she was quite tolerant of pure little virgins, especially this little nightingale with gorgeous fur in front of her, who looked delicious.

So Tang Tang indulged Gray's actions and said with a smile, "You are too tall. I don't like it."

She propped up her face and looked at Gray standing in front of her, her tone was soft and a little nonchalant, "What should I do?"

Gray unconsciously reached out to comb his beautiful curly hair, then hooked his fingertips with Tang Tang's fingers, bent down, moved closer to her, and then knelt on the sofa beside her legs.

He didn't care at all that he was tall and big. He leaned over and squeezed himself into Tang Tang's arms. He even put his arms around Tang Tang's neck with great adaptability, treating himself like a cat being caressed.

Tang Tang could see Gray's white and full chest muscles when she lowered her eyes. His skin was white with a hint of pink, and his flesh was hidden behind the lace mesh, adding a bit of implicit debauchery.

There were actually two crossed pink straps on his pectoral muscles, which just happened to cover a certain part of his pectoral muscles...

Tang Tang was lying on the back of the sofa, so Gray squeezed himself into Tang Tang's arms and could only look up at Tang Tang from bottom to top in her arms.

From Tang Tang's perspective, he could see deep grooves on Gray's beautiful white chest muscles. The two straps were like clouds on the mountain peaks, very attractive.

She looked down upon Gray who was approaching her, as if she did not regard him as another Pope of the same status.

Obviously, Gray doesn't care about all this. He adapts quite well to his identity as a male prostitute.

The pair of pink eyes behind his mask were extremely pale, like clean tourmaline, and when he looked at people, there seemed to be a light pink and white mist in them.

Tang Tang curiously reached out to hook the strap on his pectoral muscle, hooked it up like teasing a dog, pulled it outwards, and then let it go with a "whoosh", allowing the elastic strap to bounce back onto his pectoral muscle.

She had bad intentions, so the strap bounced back with great force. After a crisp sound, two pink and red marks slowly appeared on Gray's pectoral muscles.

Extremely Beautiful.

"……Um"

Gray seemed to be sensitive to pain. When he was hit, he groaned in pain and looked up at Tang Tang. The light pink eyes behind the mask suddenly became wet.

Tang Tang looked at him without saying a word. He hooked the straps with his fingers again and pulled them farther than last time.

Before she could let go, a cold hand grasped her wrist. Gray's hand was very beautiful, with long fingers, distinct joints, and even a little thin.

His fingertips were pink, and the settings of those jewel rings were very hard. Pressing against Tang Tang's wrist, they felt a bit like the cold metal.

His voice was trembling. It was clearly a male voice as deep and gorgeous as a cello, but it was light and weak, and he pleaded a little pitifully, "No, it hurts..."

Tang Tang ignored him, not even the hand he was holding on her wrist.

The hand was cold, light, weak, and without any strength.

As for Tang Tang's actions, he just blocked them vaguely but did not really stop them.

Gray didn't know why, but he just liked the smell of the new Pope, or perhaps the feeling he gave him.

He himself imagined that he was like a wanton prostitute begging his patron to have mercy on him.

He looked at Tang Tang, and then saw her let go of his hand without any sympathy.

He shivered with pain, as if the winter snow was falling and the poor branches were covered with cold snowflakes. He could only endure the discipline of nature pitifully.

The pink red marks deepened again. Tang Tang looked at Gray's light pink eyes filled with pitiful red, and saw him shedding tears uncontrollably. The tears then flowed down the inside of the mask until they gathered at his pointed chin and then dripped down.

It fell on the back of Tang Tang's hand.

She turned her hand back with interest, palm facing up, to catch another falling tear.

"Why are you crying?"

Gray said, "It hurts."

Tang Tang splashed the crystal tears in her palm onto Gray's mask, and then said very coldly, "Just bear with the pain."

Bai Ye, who was the most silent and outside, narrowed his eyes and looked at the sudden intimacy between the two. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he still did not show any emotion.

On the other side, Gabriel suddenly let go of the girl's hand before she died.

The girl collapsed to the ground, and as a physiological reaction, she immediately took big gulps of the oxygen that suddenly rushed in. Then she curled up and coughed wildly because she was breathing too vigorously.

And

On her neck, the blue and black hand marks left by Gabriel's pinching gradually appeared, which were enough to show how much strength Gabriel had used just now.

Gabriel's attitude was calm, as if the incident of almost strangling someone to death was just as common as throwing away a piece of garbage.

She pointed at two people at random and said, "Take this lamb away."

The girl who was still coughing violently on the ground raised her head with great effort and looked at Gabriel. She pleaded with her eyes and said intermittently, "Please... please let me be a sacrifice to God."

She had completely lost her self-awareness, as if her worldview had been completely reshaped. She had been brainwashed countless times, and the only thought in her mind was that she was born to serve the so-called God.

Her expression was stubborn and desperate, and indeed somewhat like the expression of an animal on the verge of death, as if her inability to become a sacrifice was more terrifying than death itself.

Looking at her expression, Tang Tang couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine. She subconsciously called out to the system in her head, "Tong Bao?"

The system answered immediately, and the rapid response speed gave me a sense of security.

[Host, don't be afraid, this system is here! No matter what monsters you are, this system will help the host to blow them all away! ]