The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

"Come and sit."

Pei Sheng didn't say much. He lowered his eyes and looked at Tang Tang, who had changed into a dress, and handed her a glass of water.

Tang Tang took it and took a sip.

To be honest, she regretted flirting with Pei Sheng when she was bored on the plane.

This man... he had been through many battles, and yet he was in a high position at a young age. He looked dreary yet serious.

At first, Tang Tang thought he was interesting, but she never expected that this man was so innocent and could be won over with just one flirtation.

Tang Tang drank some water to moisten his throat, coughed lightly and said, "I didn't expect you to come this time... You have a special status, and you always go abroad and run back and forth. Doesn't it have any impact?"

Pei Sheng looked at Tang Tang, and his serious and handsome eyebrows suddenly moved.

He said something shocking, and his words were very direct, "Are you worried about me too?"

Tang Tang was choked. She touched the tip of her nose and said, "Of course..."

Pei Sheng's dark eyes sparkled with a smile. He extended his hand to Tang Tang and asked politely, "Can we hold hands?"

Tang Tang blinked and put his hand up.

The difference in skin color between the two people was quite obvious. Pei Sheng's palms were very broad, and there were obvious calluses on the palms from years of gunshot marks.

It was very hot and a little rough. Tang Tang held his hand and lifted it up with some interest to observe it carefully.

His wheat-colored hands weren’t actually very good-looking, at least not in comparison with those of the other noble-looking men.

Pei Sheng's fingers are slender, but the joints are slightly thick. There are tiny scars on the back of his hands and some not-so-obvious blue veins.

His hands were extremely strong and filled with a reassuring sense of power.

In contrast, Tang Tang's hands looked so white that they were almost blindingly white.

Pei Sheng didn't even dare to hold it tightly. He carefully closed his hand and held Tang Tang's hand in his palm.

Pei Sheng couldn't have imagined that Tang Tang's soft hands could pull an off-road vehicle weighing dozens of tons and easily open the enemy's skull...

At this moment, Pei Sheng's heart and eyes were filled with Tang Tang. It seemed that he was already satisfied just by holding hands.

Tang Tang took the initiative and turned his wrist to grab Pei Sheng's hand underneath and held it down.

Pei Sheng had no intention of resisting and let Tang Tang manipulate him.

The sofa he was sitting on was close to the innermost side, next to a round airplane window. Through the window, he could see the vast sky and large, soft white clouds outside.

Tang Tang gently hooked Pei Sheng's finger with hers and said with a teasing smile, "It's the plane again, Commander Pei, are you destined to be with planes?"

The suggestive words suddenly reminded Pei Sheng of the moment they first met.

He remembered the radiance when he first saw her, the amazement in the eyes of his colleagues, and the interest in Tang Tang's eyes when the cabin was quiet.

He thought of Tang Tang's arms wrapped around his neck behind the half-covered partition, and her sudden kiss that was obviously just a taste of something new.

With just one kiss, he fell straight into the vortex named Tang Tang, never thinking of climbing out again.

Pei Sheng had seen too many lives and deaths during his undercover career, including being tortured severely after being accidentally exposed.

He never thought that such a soft feeling as "love" would appear in him.

Pei Sheng is an old antique who doesn't understand romance. He once imagined that his ending would be to die in an unknown mountain village, or perhaps to die in a secret cell of an undercover force.

In his dreams, he would also dream of people who died in front of him, innocent people or guilty people. Everyone who has been undercover will have the same feeling. It is like a kind of post-traumatic stress disorder, as if life is split into two parts.

One part is the normal life long gone in memory, and the other part is the dark world with continuous rain that drags people down like a black quagmire.

Sometimes, in order to avoid being exposed, he had to watch innocent people being tortured to death, or he had to personally send off unknown comrades.

During the time when Pei Sheng was unconscious and being rescued, his mind was filled with strange lights and it was so complicated that he couldn't see the specific pictures, but he could see every face clearly.

It was the sharp cries and piercing laughter, the dark dungeon, the comrades hung like dead pigs, and myself with broken bones who could not even crawl.

After his successful rehabilitation, he has been receiving counseling from a professional psychologist, and Pei Sheng has also quickly gotten rid of the most dangerous condition thanks to his strong psychological endurance.

But mental health recovery takes a long time.

Just a few days before meeting Tang Tang, he had just finished a routine psychological counseling session.

After meeting Tang Tang, Pei Sheng was surprised to find that the continuous rain in his dream seemed to gradually clear up.

Tang Tang's purple eyes, and the ambiguous yet bright smile in those eyes, replaced those cries and occupied every night of Pei Sheng again.

He approached Tang Tang, like a patient receiving good medicine, or like a wooden man gaining flexibility.

A touching purple broke into his black, white and gray life, as beautiful and bright as a glowing crystal, so beautiful.

So Pei Sheng fell into it without any resistance, even if he was just an insignificant one... one of her favorite toys.

Pei Sheng's gaze was so weighty.

There is a unique charm between his brows, like a steady mountain, on which grow pine and cypress trees that will not move but will not leave, firm and silent.

Tang Tang likes him like this, silent but very reliable.

She smiled, her eyes curved, and put her hands around his neck again without any hesitation.

The man pressed forward, stuck to his arms, looked up at him and said, "What are you looking at me for?"

She was wearing a beautiful purple gauze dress that reached down to her ankles, with only two thin straps hanging from her shoulders.

At this moment, as Tang Tang moved, one side of the shoulder strap slipped slightly and hung on his arm.

Pei Sheng said nothing, and gently placed his hot hands on Tang Tang's bare shoulders.

The skin under his palm was delicate and slightly cool. Pei Sheng lowered his eyes, and under his thick eyelashes were cold black eyes.

The private jet is actually kept at a constant temperature of 26 degrees, so Tang Tang can't actually feel the cold.

Of course, exposed skin will inevitably feel a little cool.

She lazily hugged Pei Sheng, treating him like a doll to sleep with, and only felt a hot hand falling on her shoulder, making the touch on her skin extremely vivid.

The hand was a little rough, and it gently stroked her shoulder, then picked up the slipped shoulder strap and helped her fix it.

There was a smile in her purple eyes, and she looked up to see Pei Sheng's deep eyes.

Pei Sheng's eyes were as gloomy as ever, but his hands were hot.

He pulled the shoulder strap back for Tang Tang, but still held his hands on her slightly cold bare shoulders. Feeling the coolness in his palms, he said, "Aren't you cold?"

[(wiping sweat) Do you want to take a survey, do you want to watch all of them one by one... or do you want to skip to the plot? Originally, I was going to just skip through them, but after sorting them out, I felt that some of the male guests were a bit miserable, so I added some. ]