The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Tang Tang felt that indulging too much in sexual activities was not a good thing, but he couldn't resist Qi Yan's seductiveness.

Qi Yan picked her up with ease. The layouts of the top suites were almost identical. As Qi Yan carried her towards the bedroom, Tang Tang almost had the illusion that she was still in the same room with Edmund...

Thinking of this, Tang Tang silently raised his hand and touched his nose, feeling that his bottom line seemed to be getting lower and lower.

Qi Yan looked down at her guilty expression and said with a half-smile, "What are you thinking about?"

"Are you thinking about him, or me?" Qi Yan's voice gradually became a little dangerous. "Or, are you still thinking about someone else... huh?"

Qi Yan said nonchalantly, "Yes, after all, our Tangtang has many lovers. Everyone has their little heart broken into pieces."

That's true.

Tang Tang rubbed against Qi Yan and took advantage of her. He snuggled up to his neck and buried his face in Qi Yan's hair like a cat, "My dear, you smell so good."

"Really?" Qi Yan said, "Don't worry."

He changed his mind and instead of going to the bedroom, he carried her directly into the bathroom.

Tang Tang is still addicted to smoking Qi Yan and can't help himself. He even said that Qi Yan is like a cat. He never thought that he is now like a cat that is high on catnip.

She buried her face in Qi Yan's neck with scattered hair and rubbed it, "Wife, wife, wife~"

Qi Yan let her make a fuss, with a smile of anticipation on her lips, then closed the bathroom door with one hand.

The hotel's bathroom door is a sliding black frosted glass door, which is very beautiful, and there is a crisp sound when the magnetic door is closed.

Hearing the familiar crisp sound, Tang Tang subconsciously looked up and found that he was being carried into the bathroom.

The bathroom is very large and is divided into two parts, inside and outside. The part behind the door has a washing area and a sofa for changing clothes and blowing hair. It is more like a small private salon area than a bathroom.

In the small salon area with a dark tone, the only bright color is the faint backlight behind the huge mirror.

Tang Tang blinked gently and looked at Qi Yan, "Wife, why are you here?"

Qi Yan placed her directly on the sink, then placed his hands on both sides of her, enveloping Tang Tang in his arms.

The sink was made of black marble, low-key and cold. Behind the sink was a huge, irregularly shaped glass nearly two meters long, which perfectly reflected the backs of Qi Yan and Tang Tang as they sat at the sink.

"Guess," Qi Yan smiled, locking Tang Tang's sitting position with one hand and slowly holding Tang Tang's face with the other hand, "Why are you here? It's so hard to guess."

Designed based on average height, washbasins in most parts of the United States are taller than those in China.

Tang Tang was sitting on the sink at the moment. Because Qi Yan had deliberately placed her back, her legs were hanging in the air. Heimian was looking at the empty sink, so she had nowhere to lean on.

Qi Yan leaned forward and pressed her knees between Tang Tang's legs, showing a completely and rare tough posture.

When he came in just now, Qi Yan just turned on a wall lamp, so the whole space was dark.

The immense ambiguity and vagueness seem to create an entanglement of imagination in the boundless haze without any action required.

Qi Yan showed an aggressiveness that he had never shown before. There was a smile in his eyes, but that smile was not as gentle as usual.

"A few months," Qi Yan said slowly and softly, "A few months, husband, you had a lot of fun playing outside."

His tone was slow and gentle, but at the end, he seemed to be smiling and speaking in a joking manner.

"Hmm? Why aren't you talking?" Qi Yan asked Tang Tang in a low voice, smiling, "Hubby, are the mistresses out there as pleasing to you as I am? Hmm?"

Tang Tang's hair stood on end as she looked at Qi Yan's face, which was so beautiful that it seemed like it didn't look real, approaching her in the hazy night. She felt like she was being stared at by an elegant and beautiful top-level beast.

So exciting...

Tang Tang was certainly not afraid. She had a very bad personality, otherwise she wouldn't be so keen on teasing other men every time she was with them.

But at this moment, I have to say... Tang Tang really wanted to dance on Qi Yan's sensitive spot again.

The little devil in her heart couldn't be suppressed and wanted to start jumping around, so Tang Tang said in a cheeky tone, "Well... I'm quite happy."

"Ah."

Qi Yan was so angry that she laughed.

He simply raised his hands, held Tang Tang's face, lowered his head and kissed her with a hint of dissatisfaction.

The hair that had been pulled apart by Tang Tang also slid down with the movement, gently brushing across Tang Tang's cheek, bringing a slight itch.

Qi Yan's lips were also slightly cold, perhaps because she was not used to the climate in the American region, so they seemed to have become much drier than before.

His kiss was deep, more of an aggressive advance than a gentle one.

"Well……"

The lights dimmed and the atmosphere became very ambiguous. Tang Tang immersed herself in Qi Yan's kiss that seemed to drown her, and felt his hand slowly move from her cheek to the back of her neck.

The slightly cool hand gently and seemingly unsatisfiedly stroked the back of her neck, and then the other hand fell on her leg.

Qi Yan never stopped the continuous and almost unending kiss... Even Tang Tang felt a little dizzy with shortness of breath.

Tang Tang was wearing a knee-length dress that wasn't very long, but because of the way she was sitting at the sink, the hem of the dress was accidentally pressed down and folded, sliding up and revealing part of her thigh.

Qi Yan placed her hand on it as a matter of course, and even used her fingertips to casually lift up the wrinkled hem of her skirt.

From time to time, his fingertips would touch the skin on Tang Tang's legs. Although it was a slightly cool body temperature, it felt like the scorching heat after melting ice and snow.

"Well……"

Tang Tang suddenly grabbed Qi Yan's clothes and paused. Before she could say anything, she saw Qi Yan laughing and pushing her down slightly on the sink.

"Since we're having so much fun," Qi Yan said with a smile, "it wouldn't be too much to have more fun, right?"

"My husband is fickle and heartless..." Qi Yan's hands moved gently and slowly... His eyes, as if filled with autumn water, looked at Tang Tang with a half-bent look, and his tone was soft and lingering, "It's okay to play around outside... Now that you're home, you should at least make it up to me."

Tang Tang's breathing quickened a bit, and then he saw Qi Yan leaning closer and closer, and finally...

At the touch of a hair.

……

Tang Tang thought absentmindedly that she shouldn't have said that Edmund had good physical strength.

In fact, she had a very good eye for men… None of these men lacked physical strength.