The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Chapter 1245 The System

She couldn't hold back any longer and muttered, "Don't you think this is a bit perverted? I can't even see you."

A low, lingering voice arose, somewhat cold and hard, even with a complex, hard-to-determine quality.

【Yeah? 】

I, too, have always gazed at you in this way—

We are separated by billions of light-years, like the life and death of this world. I have been trying to keep my eyes open amidst the chaos of every second, gazing at you forever.

forever.

Where are you...?

Tang Tang's eyes widened slightly as she spoke, as if she had thought of something.

She had never known of his existence.

System Road,

Yes, do you understand me now? I've looked at you countless times, but you only know the "me" stripped of all emotion.

He said,

You'd even be willing to kiss that damned evil god.

Are you jealous?

Can't I be jealous?

The system countered with a question,

You've forgotten so much, but it's okay, I don't blame you. Time moves forward, but I'll go back in time for you.

He said, "Don't think about it anymore."

A hand gently covered Tang Tang's eyes. Although it was intangible, Tang Tang felt as if darkness had truly descended before her eyes.

Kiss me.

He kissed her forehead lightly, then kissed her trembling eyelashes like butterfly wings, then swept his kisses across her pink cheeks, and finally landed on her lips.

"Well……"

The system's kiss was really... His lips and tongue conquered every inch of the territory, as if trying to take over everything.

【hug me.】

His hand fell again, embracing her tightly, pressing against her back, his presence unmistakable.

My body, still warm from the hot water after the shower, felt chilly from the air because I hadn't dried myself properly.

The blanket, soaked with hair, had completely lost its purpose, providing no warmth but rather an uncomfortable damp chill.

The system's hand parted the already worn-out blanket, peeled her out, and then pulled her into its arms.

Their warm bodies pressed intimately together; the system seemed quite tall, and the entire hanging chair clearly couldn't fully contain it.

His legs squeezed in, making the skirt, which was already pulled up due to his casual posture, even more disheveled.

Kissing, hugging, caressing.

All the intimacy felt incredibly real, yet the inability to see or touch the physical entities made this chaotic contact feel almost psychedelic.

"You're practically having sleep paralysis," Tang Tang said, her breathing quickening, her face flushing slightly, her lips reddening from the kiss, and glistening with an ambiguous sheen.

So weird.

But it's also a bit exciting.

Tang Tang felt that she was really a bit abnormal... It was all the system's fault.

Is it all my fault?

The system's tone was calm, yet carried a hint of lewdness.

You're feeling it now.

He said,

You like it this way. Your heart is racing, your eyes are bright, you smell wonderful, your body tells me—

Touch, touch, more touch.

The kiss deepened, the embrace deepened, everything was being explored, as if sailing through an endless universe, passing over nebulae.

Accept me.

The system's voice was slow, carrying a hint of suppressed emotion.

Remember me.

The blanket was rolled up to the ground, half of it resting on the hanging chair and the other half hanging on the floor. As the hanging chair swayed, the beautiful blanket was forced to sway back and forth.

The sharp edges of the blanket swept across the floor again and again, making the already wet blanket a bit messy. It slid around on the floor, eventually leaving watermarks on the beautiful solid wood floor as well.

Tang Tang grabbed the hanging chair. The rattan chair now acted like a large net, safely but also completely enveloping her.

And what blocked her only escape route was the system.

Her pale purple eyes closed and opened again. The intimacy of the system made her body tremble continuously. It was a completely different feeling, like a new round of union.

"Well……"

That feeling is...too much.

Like bamboo growing joints, the epiphyllum blooming suddenly, or the sky turning from overcast to sunny... it is a kind of tremor that is almost in the soul or senses, with countless complex sensations so acute that they are impossible to suppress.

It was like a torrential downpour on a summer night, or a waterfall suddenly cascading down a mountain stream, incredibly turbulent.

In an instant, I felt dizzy and disoriented. Everything ended, as if I had died and been reborn.

She heard a satisfied laugh.

Tang Tang suddenly saw a figure. He was so close to her, and soft strands of hair fell down. She subconsciously reached out to grab them and actually caught a strand of hair.

It was impossible to tell what color it was; perhaps it was transparent? Or maybe it was a certain texture… His hair was like the most expensive crystal, with a shimmering translucence.

"system……"

A handsome face, seemingly devoid of any human features, drew close to Tang Tang. He smiled at her and raised his hand to stroke her cheek.

You see me.

Tang Tang stared at him in disbelief, as if she had encountered something completely incomprehensible.

She finally understood why the system's touch felt so cold at first.

Because the system she was seeing at that moment appeared as a humanoid form made of crystal, or perhaps some other material from the universe that she couldn't comprehend.

His face was undeniably handsome, almost on par with Nyarlathotep, carrying a deep, coldness and a profound desire.

Tang Tang never realized, at any moment, that the system's true form might be such a tall and cold alien creature.

He was incredibly handsome, every inch of him seemed to be meticulously sculpted from crystal, even his eyelashes were crystal clear, and his pupils were a beautiful silvery white.

Countless long, thin strands of hair looked fragile and soft. Some were scattered, while others danced in a completely illogical way, sparkling and beautiful, scattering points of light.

This is a completely inhuman beauty, a beauty that even the world's top artists could not sculpt.

But while such powerful and beautiful non-human creatures are stunning, they also bring a sense of intimidation, much like the uncanny valley effect.

Just like the alienated, degenerate, combined, and distorted human bodies in many literary works, they impact people's reason and spirit.

Fortunately, Tang Tang's endurance had been tested by Naya several times, so she didn't feel any discomfort at the moment.

But the absence of discomfort did not equate to tranquility. She slowly closed her eyes and murmured to herself, "I must be dreaming."

However, the system moved slowly the next second, and Tang Tang had no choice but to open her eyes resignedly.

Okay, it's not a dream.

The system's face was still close to hers, its silvery-white pupils revealing little emotion. She tentatively raised her hand and touched the system's face.

Although it looks like crystal and has a sparkling luster, it actually feels really soft to the touch.