The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Tang Tang's fingertips were slightly cold, but Feng Lan felt as if they were scalded. He suddenly raised his hand, grabbed Tang Tang's wrist, and then took her hand away.

He gritted his teeth, and countless memories rushed to him in his mind.

"Feng Lan" knew clearly that it was not him who had been with Tang Tang in the past.

However, those memories were like personal experiences, even the intertwined and whispered love words were echoing wildly in his mind like a spell.

Feng Lan's body was uncontrollably excited by Tang Tang's touch, and his heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out. He bit the tip of his tongue hard, and the pain filled his mouth with the smell of blood.

He came to his senses, took a step back, frowned and looked at Tang Tang, and said coldly, "I am not him...you...you have to respect yourself!"

This is not the first time the two of them have met.

"Feng Lan"'s heart was beating like thunder. He forced himself to look away, but he only felt that the bathroom in the ward was so small. There was always a faint fragrance belonging to Tang Tang floating on the tip of his nose.

Even though he was one or two meters away, he still felt that he could feel Tang Tang's body temperature... It should be slightly cool and soft... Like her lips...

Damn!

"Feng Lan" realized what he was thinking and wanted to raise his hand to slap himself.

He and his secondary personality... How could he be like his secondary personality? He bowed down before Tang Tang... He wanted to lick and kiss every part of her body...

Like a brainless... angry wild dog...

"Feng Lan" cursed his secondary personality repeatedly in his mind, but it was actually just because of a fact that he knew deep down in his heart.

A fact he simply couldn't refute.

That is - whether it is the main personality or the secondary personality, he is still himself.

All experiences...all emotions, they share memories, bodies, and naturally - love.

But "Feng Lan" is proud, conceited, even sensitive, and pitiful.

He didn't want to accept this fact, so like a cat whose tail was stepped on, he gritted his teeth and refused any approach from Tang Tang.

Tang Tang looked at Feng Lan's chaste and heroic posture with interest, nodded indifferently, then let go of his hand, folded his arms and looked at Feng Lan.

"Feng Lan" only felt that Tang Tang's gaze seemed to have a kind of warmth. There was teasing, scrutiny, and a casual smile in that gaze, but there was no... there was no smile that was a little impatient and yet warm as in his memory.

There are many memories in "Feng Lan"'s mind, especially the memories of when the secondary personality was with Tang Tang.

In the memory, Tang Tang would push the secondary personality away impatiently, but would also raise his hand to stroke the secondary personality's hair.

I would slap the secondary personality on the side of the face, and I would also indulge the secondary personality's excessive deep kisses...

The Tang Tang in his memory was much gentler than now, and the look in his eyes when he looked at him was full of doting, not like now...

Such indifference and teasing completely separated him from his secondary personality, as if everything that happened before had nothing to do with him.

But how could it be irrelevant?

"Feng Lan" felt that he had nowhere to hide under Tang Tang's gaze.

His heart was beating violently, and he seemed to be able to hear his hot blood rushing rapidly, as if he could feel the impulse penetrating deep into his bones.

Depression, bitterness, reluctance, fear, desire...

Feng Lan suddenly raised his eyes to look at Tang Tang, gritted his teeth and said unwillingly, "Why? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Isn’t he Feng Lan?

Isn’t he Feng Lan!

Isn’t he Feng Lan! ?

"Feng Lan" took a few steps forward, and the subtle resentment he had felt before was finally completely thrown away. He finally understood why he had been so unhappy since the moment he saw Tang Tang.

He has all the memories of his secondary personality and Tang Tang, including kissing and caressing, including intertwining and penetration...

But why?

He has all the memories, and is also trembling with emotion...

But why can't he get those personal hugs, and why can't he monopolize those moments that he never really had?

And why on earth could he only get such a look...as if he didn't care at all.

Doesn't he love her?

Isn’t he Feng Lan?

He also... in the middle of the night, his consciousness fluctuated, and he also remembered Tang Tang's every expression, every moan, every tremor in his past memories...

They are souls split into two, and no matter how reluctant they are to admit it, they only have one heart that beats for only one person.

"Feng Lan" suddenly became unwilling.

He was jealous of himself, but unwillingly realized his ridiculous thoughts - as the main personality, he was actually jealous of the secondary personality - and even wanted to interfere in the relationship between the secondary personality and Tang Tang.

"Feng Lan"'s extremely high sense of morality makes it difficult for him to accept this idea.

However, the demon in his brain seemed to be whispering to him.

"Why not? You are Feng Lan too."

"You have always existed since the first time..."

"It belongs to Feng Lan. It's his and yours."

"Feng Lan" looked at Tang Tang with a strange expression and took a step closer.

He stopped retreating and put aside the slight displeasure he had felt at the beginning.

He was unwilling and unsatisfied, so he wanted to hold on to everything he had in his hands just like he did when he was a child.

Tang Tang looked at the changes in Feng Lan's expression and found it quite subtle.

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Feng Lan who was a few steps closer and said, "What are you doing? I'm a little curious, how did you two switch between them?"

Why didn’t her little wild dog wake up, but the main personality woke up instead?

"The two of us...?" Feng Lan murmured, moving closer to Tang Tang. There was still a hint of hospital disinfectant on his body, which was cool.

The feeling he gave to Tang Tang was completely different from Feng Lan.

The "Feng Lan" in front of him was more gloomy, sharper, more aggressive, and more...

His eyes were like dead grass buried deep in a muddy cemetery, with a turbid and gloomy black color, like everything that was obscure and difficult to understand.

"Feng Lan" got close to Tang Tang. He was like a somewhat neurotic beast. He tried to keep his eyes fixed on Tang Tang's face and observe every one of her facial features carefully.

He looked at Tang Tang and smiled, "Why should we separate him and me? We are both Feng Lan, aren't we?"

"We have the same face, the same body, the same beating heart..."

Looking at Tang Tang's unmoved eyes, "Feng Lan" suddenly lowered his head like crazy, as if he wanted to kiss Tang Tang's lips.

Tang Tang's pupils shrank and she subconsciously turned her face to the side. "Feng Lan"'s kiss fell on Tang Tang's cheek, and it was exactly the same softness.

"Snapped!"

Tang Tang frowned and slapped Feng Lan with his backhand.

The slap was delivered without any mercy, and the sound was very loud, leaving a red mark on Feng Lan's handsome face.