The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Tang Tang shuddered suddenly.

This man is really weird.

Not only is his attitude inexplicably intimate, but there's also an eerie feeling about him that's neither human nor inhuman, like a pool of water that appeared out of nowhere, floating in mid-air. He seems extremely gentle, but at the same time, it makes people involuntarily feel a little wary deep in their hearts.

After taking a shower, Tang Tang simply covered her hair with a soft hair cap hanging on the rack.

When she was reborn, her hair was not particularly long, just a little beyond the chin. Later, after systematic genetic modification, her hair became much longer and fell loosely on her shoulders.

It's a medium-long hair with a little bit of curls, very beautiful.

When she was a child, she always kept her hair long because she didn't have time to cut it.

After all, long hair is much easier to take care of than short hair if you tie it up.

But now that it was wet, it dried much slower than short hair.

She was wearing a bathrobe, her face was red from being soaked in hot water, and a few strands of hair were not covered and were hanging on her cheeks.

Drops of water dripped from the wet hair, and the cold Tang Tang subconsciously moved his shoulders.

"Little Ah Sheng," the man looked at Tang Tang with curved eyes, as if he was coaxing a vigilant little animal, "Come here, brother, I will blow your hair for you."

Tang Tang blinked slightly.

She instinctively felt that at least at this moment this dangerous man would not hurt her.

After all, if you want to kill her, just kill her directly. There's no need to act all this pretentious.

Most importantly, Tang Tang was not afraid of this man.

Indeed, this man exuded an abnormal feeling of "I am not a human" from head to toe. But at least at this moment, the man's behavior did not make Tang Tang feel threatened.

but……

What is he trying to do with this attitude of wanting to take care of her from head to toe?!

He is her brother. If you don’t know her, you might think he wants to be her father.

Forget it.

Anyway, you are the one being served.

If he is willing to serve you, then let him serve you. Since he is here, then make the best of it.

After staring at the man for two or three seconds, Yu Tangtang obediently raised his foot and walked towards the man.

The man was very patient. He just watched Tang Tang walk over to him quietly and calmly. Then he looked at him timidly and put his hand in the man's palm obediently.

"Brother," Tang Tang said obediently, "It's a bit cold."

"Really?" The man raised the corners of his mouth, clenched his fingers, held Tang Tang's hand in his palm, and then exerted a little force to hold her in his arms.

Then he put his hands on Tang Tang's waist, picked her up easily and placed her on his lap.

Tang Tang's face darkened for a second.

In fact, Tang Tang did not feel any ambiguity between the opposite sexes between the man's actions.

On the contrary, she always felt that the way a man looked at her was not like looking at a person, but more like looking at a little animal that he liked very much.

The man held her and took care of her, just like Tang Tang held a kitten at home.

As expected, Tang Tang did not struggle, so the man seemed to be in a good mood and coaxed her, "Little Ah Sheng, be good."

Tang Tang automatically translated: Little kitty, so good.

The hair dryer was turned on, and the man slowly and patiently dried Tang Tang's hair strand by strand.

His body temperature was even colder than the already cold water droplets. Tang Tang sat in the man's arms and felt that the person holding her was not a human, but more like some kind of creature that was neither human nor ghost.

Tang Tang's hair was dry, and the man was so patient in blowing it dry for her bit by bit.

Not only that, the man seemed to have learned the correct process. After carefully blowing Tang Tang's hair until it was half dry, he turned off the hair dryer, then took out a few bottles of fragrant essential oils, placed them in front of Tang Tang, and motioned for her to choose.

Tang Tang felt a little bit like living in Bengbu.

Is it so real?

She looked up at the man with an indescribable look.

The gentle smile on the man's face, like a mask, never changed. He lowered his head, looked at Tang Tang's expression, and coaxed softly, "Come and pick a bottle you like, okay?"

There were six bottles of essential oil, probably products from a laboratory, all packed in delicate glass bottles. The liquid inside was clear and transparent, and it was soaking the dried petals.

Tang Tang didn't hesitate to pick them up and smell them one by one, and finally chose a bottle of light purple lavender-scented essential oil.

Seeing the beautiful purple color, the man's mouth curled up slightly, and then he dropped some on his hand with a dropper.

In an instant, a rich but not greasy scent of lavender filled the air. Even Tang Tang had to admit that this scent was much more advanced than most perfumes on the market.

The man slowly rubbed the essential oil in his hands, then picked up Tang Tang's half-dry hair and combed it bit by bit with a comb.

After all, Tang Tang's current health has been through more than ten years of hardship. His hair is black, but a little dry and tangled.

The man used the comb to comb her hair slowly, bit by bit, using the essential oil, as if he was combing the hair of his beloved doll.

When combing your hair, some hair will inevitably fall off, and the man collects these thin strands one by one in his hands.

After combing her hair, she blew it gently, and Tang Tang's jet-black hair became much smoother.

There were more than a dozen fallen hairs in the man's hand. They were all very long and soft. The front and back sections of the hair hung from the man's palm, floating gently as he demonstrated movements.

Tang Tang looked at the man in confusion, not knowing what he meant.

The man looked at Tang Tang and suddenly asked in a leisurely tone, "Xiao Asheng, why are you losing your hair?"

Why are you losing hair?

Why is the hair falling out?

Are you losing hair?

Tang Tang's face suddenly turned dark.

She gritted her teeth and said, "I'm still growing!"

The man said "oh", then smoothed the hair in his hand, turned around and put it in a beautiful crystal box.

Tang Tang couldn't help but ask, "Brother... aren't you going to throw away your hair?"

"Ah, this." The man put the hair into the box without changing his movements. He then calmly closed the lid and looked at Tang Tang with a smile on his lips. "Everything on Xiao Sheng's body, even a single hair that falls off, will be preserved by your brother."

?

Bro, you're really a bit perverted.

Tang Tang opened his mouth, but couldn't make any comment, so he closed it again.

Then she watched the man wipe the essential oil off his hands with a wet tissue, then he took out some soft skin care products from another box and applied them on her face.

Slowly and happily applied skin care products to her.

Tang Tang stared at the man with his eyes wide open, "Brother, what's your name?"

The man lowered his eyes and looked at Tang Tang, then suddenly moved closer and stared into her eyes.

Then the corners of his mouth turned up, his tone was smiling, but there was also some indescribable meaning, "Yes, what should I call you?"

He was born in the starry universe, from a distant and unpredictable place. He is the embodiment of all good and evil, and the end point of all destruction.

He has no name, for believers call Him simply - God.