The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Therefore, in response to this matter, Tang Quan and Lei Quyu began to check and file all past design drawings one by one.

Be prepared early.

Time passed quickly, and on the day the international designer competition started, Tang Tang also appeared at the competition site.

She is not a judge, she is an investor, and the star performances before the competition start are the boy and girl groups of Taian Film and Television.

Therefore, Tang Tang entered the scene directly and openly, and saw Feng Lan, who looked like a decent person today.

He was wearing a very simple suit and was listening to his assistant with a somewhat cold expression, playing with the judge's certificate in his hand.

Normally, when he was in front of me, his face would either be smiling or crying, and he looked nervous anyway. But today, he looked so cold, and he looked a bit like an elite.

Unfortunately, his plan failed the moment he looked up and saw Tang Tang.

Tang Tang and Feng Lan looked at each other. As soon as they looked at each other, she clearly saw Feng Lan's eyes light up, and then his eyebrows raised, and his face was filled with an undisguised smile of excitement.

He simply ignored his assistant, and then, surrounded by a bunch of staff, he walked a few steps to Tang Tang.

"Dear Muse, I miss you so much~"

He opened his arms and held Tang Tang in his arms, like a big dog that had been away from home for a long time. He held Tang Tang and sniffed her fiercely, then lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't do enough last time, and you kicked me away."

Tang Tang was incredulous when he heard this, "Can you please have some shame? You can be horny with so many people around you?"

Feng Lan doesn't care about that group of people. In his eyes, except Tang Tang who is his muse, everyone else is just a code name for actions.

Feng Lan hugged her openly and kissed her. His lips rubbed Tang Tang's hair to her cheek, and then he kissed her on the lips.

Of course, he didn't dare to go too far and just break up at the slightest touch.

He hugged Tang Tang, and couldn't help but recall those chaotic passionate scenes and those ambiguous entanglements...

So Feng Lan suddenly hugged Tang Tang tightly, then buried his head beside her and didn't move.

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Tang Tang moved hesitantly, and then accidentally brushed against something. She heard Feng Lan suddenly groan and hug her a little tighter.

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Feng Lan closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, "Don't..."

Tang Tang stepped on Feng Lan's leather shoes and stomped on them hard a few times, causing Feng Lan to hiss in pain and beg for mercy.

"It hurts...baby...Muse..."

Naturally, he didn't do anything big. The two of them were in a corner aside. In the eyes of other staff members, Feng Lan was just hugging his friend or lover.

Perhaps they couldn't help being overwhelmed with joy, so they didn't want to separate. The hug was so intimate and so inseparable.

In fact, Feng Lan did hug Tang Tang tightly. His nose was filled with the fragrance of Tang Tang. Only when he hugged her did he feel complete.

Tang Tang stepped on Feng Lan without mercy. It hurt a lot, but the reaction he had just had was not over yet, so he could only hold on to him and pretend to be dead. He felt pain and desire at the same time, and the hairs on his back stood up with pleasure.

He held the person in his arms and begged pitifully in a low, hoarse voice, "Baby... Muse... uh... Master, it will be fine soon..."

Tang Tang sneered speechlessly, "Are you ready soon?"

She treated Feng Lan as her own stray dog ​​and was finally a little more tolerant towards her pet. Looking at Feng Lan's pitiful eyes, Tang Tang smiled at him and then put more strength into her feet.

The skin on the instep is thin and the bones are obvious, so it really hurts to step on it.

Feng Lan felt pain, and then lost all reaction.

He held on to her tightly, whining, "You've been ignoring me lately."

Tang Tang dragged him away, "Where is the lounge?"

Feng Lan looked at her, his Adam's apple moved, and then said, "Behind..."

"I have my own lounge."

……

Tang Tang pushed the person directly into the lounge, then closed the door with a bang, and then pressed Feng Lan against the door.

She had a half-smile on her face, pinched Feng Lan's chin and looked at him, "What's going on? Winter isn't even over yet, and you're already in spring?"

Feng Lan was pressed against the door by Tang Tang, but he didn't care at all. He put his hands around Tang Tang's waist and held her in his arms.

He hasn't seen Tang Tang for many days. Now the two of them are staying in this small lounge. What else is left in Feng Lan's mind?

Nothing is left.

The desire in his eyes was so strong that he lowered his head and kissed Tang Tang's lips, as if he wanted to devour her.

Tang Tang was not to be outdone. He pressed Feng Lan's head with one hand and even grabbed his hair and kissed him, as if he was violently suppressing a disobedient dog.

The two's auras intertwined, and neither of them gave in, but in the end Tang Tang was slightly better.

She released the hand that was holding Feng Lan's hair, patted his face, and said mockingly, "I really should have you sterilized to prevent you from having eczema every day."

Feng Lan's sharp and handsome facial features looked extremely aggressive under the light. His eyes were bright, the corners of his mouth were curled higher and higher, and his voice was hoarse, "I'm not useful? Master... can you bear to do that?"

Tang Tang slapped him, not hard, so light that it didn't even leave a red mark.

Feng Lan grabbed Tang Tang's wrist directly, then lowered his head and kissed the hand that slapped him several times.

He laughed muffledly, "Honey, is your company also participating in the competition? That designer who likes jewelry... right?"

Tang Tang raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "Yes, what, as a judge, are you going to be partial?"

Feng Lan looked down at Tang Tang, his Adam's apple rolling, and then said, "If you want."

Tang Tang pulled his hand back and rolled his eyes at him, "Get lost."

She was speechless and said, "You have no morals at all, don't you?"

Feng Lan followed from behind, then reached out to hook Tang Tang's fingers, touching them with ambiguous fingertips, and said innocently, "I am sick, dear, I am an artist from the Middle Ages, we didn't talk about these things in our time."

Tang Tang was shocked by Feng Lan's shameless remarks. He twitched his lips and complained, "It's really bad luck that the International Designer Competition invited you to be a judge."

Feng Lan felt sorry for Tang Tang, hugged her from behind, and said coquettishly, "They invited me here. If you weren't here, I wouldn't come no matter what the competition was."

Tang Tang ignored his sneaky kisses and took out his phone to reply to a message, then perfunctorily said, "Okay, Shaopin, it's time to go out."

Feng Lan really couldn't bear to part with Tang Tang as they hadn't seen each other for many days. During this period, Tang Tang didn't reply to any of his messages. Fortunately, Feng Lan knew that Qi Yan wasn't around Tang Tang either.

Otherwise, he promised to climb into bed again and offer himself to her.

Now that we finally meet, we have to separate again!

Feng Lan was not happy and acted spoiledly, "I don't want to be separated from you, why don't we elope?"

His voice was still slightly hoarse with a hint of lust, and he beguiled her, "Last time... you liked it too, right?"

Tang Tang coughed lightly and kicked the man away. "Let me tell you, you are so unlucky to be invited to be a judge in the designer competition."