The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

The crew members were very sensible and would not appear without prior instruction.

The two stumbled into Fenglan's bedroom. The separate shower room was quite beautiful, and there was even a window that allowed a direct view of the outside through the airplane.

The plane had already taken off and was quite high up. Through the window, we could see drifting clouds, and further ahead, we could even occasionally see birds flying by.

"and many more……"

Fenglan simply couldn't wait even a second longer.

He casually turned on the hot water knob, and the sound of rushing water instantly filled the entire bathroom.

Tang Tang's voice was muffled in the steam, and her warm, wet body touched the cold wall, bringing a unique sensation.

She felt Fenglan approaching, his fingers squeezing between hers, and then, disregarding everything else, he insisted on intertwining their fingers.

Water flowed erratically from the showerhead, soaking the two of them.

In the rising steam, the air became rapidly humid, and in the midst of boundless intoxication, even breathing seemed difficult.

“Muse…”

Feng Lan passionately kissed Tang Tang, seemingly trying to gain a sense of belonging from her that he had never experienced before.

Tang Tang frowned slightly, her breathing quickened, and she couldn't help but leave a few not-so-light marks on Feng Lan's back.

Fresh scratches, once splashed with hot water, will quickly turn into a burning pain, just like an effervescent tablet.

However, Feng Lan only let out a few low groans before kissing her even deeper. As the kiss deepened, he encouraged her with a satisfied smile, "Muse... that's how it is... even if it hurts me."

Even if it hurts him, it's fine.

It was given to me by her, so that's fine.

Tang Tang was also going a little crazy because of him. In the past, these men had always been careful and considerate towards Tang Tang... Tang Tang had always enjoyed great happiness in every interaction with them, but at this moment, the feeling was completely different.

It's hard to say whether it's good or bad, because it's a completely different feeling.

Feng Lan was somewhat impulsive, so his movements became erratic. However, his physical attributes were truly outstanding. Even without fancy techniques, driven solely by instinct, he was still incredibly...

At this moment, he seemed to truly worship Tang Tang as a deity and was willing to sacrifice himself completely.

Accept everything she gives, including the pain.

So Tang Tang indulged Feng Lan in everything, but she also vented all her emotions on Feng Lan again.

"It hurts so much," Feng Lan tilted her head back slightly, but her eyes drooped down, her moist eyes looking at Tang Tang with a hint of indulgence and debauchery. She grinned and said, "Muse..."

He didn't stop, but continued.

She even touched her waist and abdomen, and said in a hoarse voice, "How about I get a few more tattoos?"

"I'll tattoo your name all over my body," Feng Lan told Tang Tang, expressing his fantasy. He took Tang Tang's hand and gently stroked his body, "Here, and here..."

“Get a tattoo on your collarbone,” Feng Lan said with a light laugh, “that way everyone will know I belong to you.”

“And here,” Feng Lan said, holding Tang Tang’s hand and pressing it to his chest, laughing somewhat indulgently, “Muse, tattooed here, every moment, every second, the name closest to my heart will always be yours.”

Tang Tang looked at Feng Lan, letting him hold her hand, and in the tight embrace, she measured his body inch by inch.

“And here…” Feng Lan continued downwards, his voice low and ambiguous, carrying a hint of unsatisfied allure, “This place can be tattooed too.”

The rising steam, the dripping sound of water, the chaotic breathing, and Fenglan's incoherent words...

Tang Tang slowly pressed her back against the cold wall. The condensed water droplets made her feel both confused and clear-headed. She chuckled softly, looking into Feng Lan's pleading eyes, her voice ethereal, "Do you like pain?"

Feng Lan kept looking at Tang Tang, his eyes filled with incredibly complex emotions. He smiled slightly and then said, "I don't like it."

“But what you’ve given me…” Feng Lan murmured to herself, “I love it all.”

Tang Tang looked again and again, and finally couldn't resist. She raised her hand and placed her palm on Feng Lan's neck.

Feng Lan stared blankly at Tang Tang.

Tang Tang said, "What if I wanted your life?"

She understood Fenglan just as she understood W.

W grew up in a happy family, but witnessed her parents die tragically before her eyes, which twisted her psyche and caused her to close herself off.

Feng Lan's early success and high spirits clearly stemmed from ample support within her family. However, this support actually concealed a hidden secret.

But for Feng Lan in the past, it was still his home, the place where he was born and raised—but suddenly one day, this home changed. It was no longer a home, but a place full of lies and scheming.

This was indeed a huge blow to Fenglan.

But Tang Tang felt sorry for him, understood him, and even pitied him, yet she wouldn't allow Feng Lan to escape... She even regarded her as his only support for the rest of his life.

She accepts Feng Lan's love, and as his lover, at this moment, Tang Tang is willing to give Feng Lan a hug.

However, at the same time, Tang Tang would not allow Feng Lan to escape any reality.

So she slowly tightened her grip on Feng Lan's neck, and then tightened again... Tang Tang looked at Feng Lan and said in a light tone, "What if I also want your life, Feng Lan?"

Tang Tang's hand tightened gradually, giving Feng Lan countless opportunities to escape during this process.

However, he did not.

He just stared blankly at Tang Tang, his wet eyelashes making him look like a homeless stray dog.

Tang Tang's grip tightened, and the air Feng Lan could breathe grew thinner and thinner. The already humid and hot steam in the bathroom seemed even hotter, so hot that it gave him a dizzying feeling, like he was suffering from heatstroke.

"what……"

Feng Lan's breathing became heavy, and he frowned slightly in pain. In the gradually suffocating tension, it seemed as if his whole body was beginning to rise.

The instinct for survival made Feng Lan subconsciously raise his hand, but after touching Tang Tang's hand that was choking his neck, Feng Lan stared at Tang Tang without any resistance.

oxygen…

oxygen…

breathe…

breathe…

Under Feng Lan's somewhat unfocused gaze, Tang Tang asked one last time, "What if I also want your life?"

Feng Lan was on the verge of oxygen deprivation. He slowly closed and opened his eyes, his gaze unfocused, but in the end, he mustered all his strength and looked silently at Tang Tang, curving his lips into a slight smile in the hazy white light.

His hand, which was on Tang Tang's arm, never struggled, and finally gently slipped down, like a silent loyalty and answer.

Tang Tang let go of her hand.

"Forehead……"

Large gulps of oxygen rushed in at once, and Feng Lan's breathing became so rapid that her heart was pounding so hard it sounded like a roller coaster.

[For those of you with tenosynovitis who are getting acupuncture, here's one chapter for now. I'll update again or make up for it depending on the situation.]