Manipulative Harem God

Chapter 287 Zhang Wei overwhelmed? Xie Meirong attacks the little brother! (2)

[Host, she isn't looking happy at all... you certainly have some plan worked out if you can still trash talk, right?]

Buzz...

The metals surrounding them began to float in the air, and vibrations coursed through the room as Xie Meirong's powers started to go haywire. Her eyes transformed into stark obsidian black, a wide, manic smile stretched across her face.

Zhang Wei, undaunted, decided to continue with his verbal jabs. "You know, I've always been more of a free spirit. I can't be tied down to just one person, especially someone as... intense as you."

Xie Meirong's voice took on a sinister edge, her obsidian eyes drilling into Zhang Wei. "You have no idea what you're saying."

As Xie Meirong's anger continued to surge, she suddenly lunged at Zhang Wei, her obsidian-black eyes burning with intensity. She aggressively grabbed his collar and pulled him into a forceful kiss.

The room quaked as her powers raged around them.

Zhang Wei was momentarily taken aback by the ferocity of her actions.

Boom!

With another surge of her powers, a shockwave reverberated through the room as she violently tore his clothes away, leaving Zhang Wei naked.

Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Wei decided to take action. He recognized her growing insanity and chose to confront it head-on. As Xie Meirong continued to lose herself in the chaos, he responded by kissing her back with an even greater intensity.

His tongue found its way into her mouth, catching her off guard. Xie Meirong attempted to avoid, but her lack of experience in this situation left her at a disadvantage.

Unbeknownst to her, this was just the beginning of the game.

However, before she could fully comprehend the situation, Xie Meirong felt something boiling within her, a sensation that jolted her into awareness.

"Uuu..." Panic flooded her eyes, and she tried to pull away, gasping for breath.

But Zhang Wei held her firmly, making sure she couldn't escape, and he continued to kiss her, leaving Xie Meirong in a state of increasing panic and confusion.

Gradually, the darkness in Xie Meirong's eyes dimmed, replaced by a crystal-like shimmering clarity. Within those eyes, a new profound anger burned, and her flushed neck showed a natural reaction to the intense encounter.

Her breathing grew rough as Zhang Wei finally released her, and he couldn't help but comment, "Have to say, you are quite tasty..." A wicked smile played on his lips.

Xie Meirong panted heavily, her gaze locked onto him with a mix of anger and confusion. "What did you do to me!?"

Zhang Wei's laughter filled the room, and he reached out, placing his hand on her face and caressing it slowly. "You have such an innocent face but such a dark heart. No one would believe you could be a killer."

"What did you do to me?! Why can't I use my power anymore?" Xie Meirong slapped his hands away, her voice trembling with a mix of desperation and demand.

Zhang Wei laughed even louder, his words making Xie Meirong flinch momentarily. "How does it feel to be on the receiving end? Feeling helpless, huh?"

"..." Xie Meirong clenched her fists in anger, ready to retaliate, but before she could make a move, Zhang Wei swiftly turned around and pushed her to the ground.

With a dominant and playful demeanor, he kissed her lips once more, asserting control. "Dear —Let's educate you in some ways," he muttered. His lips trailed across her cheeks and playfully bit into her soft flesh.

Xie Meirong's breathing was violent, but she refrained from speaking, her eyes locked onto his with a mixture of anger and uncertainty.

"That education..." Leng Yan muttered, her voice tinged with bitter reminiscence as she recalled hearing similar lines in the past. However, she soon heard the sound of clothes being torn, and a bitter smile played on her lips.

Xie Meirong stood before Zhang Wei, her naked body bathed in a shimmering glow, accentuating her pale, milky skin.

He held her down with a forceful grip, a mischievous smile dancing on his lips.

As he met her burning gaze, Zhang Wei stifled a chuckle and instead, placed hungry kisses along her delicate neck, igniting a surge of electricity that coursed through her body.

With a possessive touch, his hand seized her breasts, squeezing them firmly and sending waves of pleasure pulsating through her.

Her breath quickened, a mix of anticipation and desire, as she discovered the power of his touch.

In that moment, he paused, captivated by the sight before him. Underneath the flowing garments she used to wear, he can now finally stare at her hidden figure unabashedly, which had been carefully concealed until now, fueling his desire even more

With an eager curiosity, his fingers explored the divine softness of her skin.

The delicate mounds of her breasts, adorned with two beautiful cherries at their center, were a sight to behold.

The contrast of their pale hue against the rest of her body only heightened their allure.

Leaning in closer, he unleashed his tongue upon her eager flesh, skillfully caressing and teasing her sensitive nipple, unleashing pleasurable tremors that traveled from her chest to the depths of her being.

"I-I'll kill you!" Xie Meirong's voice trembled with anger as Zhang Wei continued to toy with her nipple, teasing and sucking on it relentlessly.

Unable to contain himself, Zhang Wei burst into laughter, his fingers lightly brushing against his nose. "Well, maybe if you weren't such a bitch and actually smiled, you might be cute," he commented sarcastically before resuming his actions.

"Mhnn~! Y-you...!"

Xie Meirong was left speechless as Zhang Wei forcefully made her stand and walk towards the edge of the wall, where a series of pipelines traversed the surface.

"Hold on tight if you don't want to fall flat on your face," Zhang Wei cautioned, laughing, before running his fingers between her legs and feeling the velvety softness of her skin, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

"Ughh!" Xie Meirong grimaced, tightly clamping her lips shut to resist surrendering to the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body, her own complexion turning flushed and flushed as a deep crimson hue spread across her face.

*Pak!*

"W-what!?" Xie Meirong exclaimed, startled by the sudden sound.

Anticipating the thing poking at her to enter, she was taken aback when, instead, she became the target of an unexpected and brutal beating.

The force of the strikes made her body jerk, and she turned around in surprise, her eyes widening in shock as she saw Zhang Wei standing there, a wicked grin etched on his face.

"Keep counting until you reach sixty-nine, and then we can continue," Zhang Wei commanded, his voice laced with sadistic satisfaction.

"What!? No-ahhn!" Xie Meirong's words were abruptly silenced as yet another slap viciously landed on her butt, causing it to jiggle like a jelly.

Amidst his cruel actions, even Zhang Wei himself couldn't help but be amazed by the surprising suppleness of her butt. He wondered how she possessed such ample flesh on her otherwise slender body.

*Bam!*

"Y-You, stop it! It's too much!" Xie Meirong pleaded, her voice trembling with a mix of pain and indignation.

*pak!*

"Nothing is ever too much, didn't you want me?" Zhang Wei's laughter echoed, filled with a twisted delight. His eyes shimmered with an eerie silver light, causing Xie Meirong to feel as if her soul was being sucked away.

She continued to stare, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and confusion, before shaking her head and taking a trembling breath.

*Pak!*

"How many?" Zhang Wei demanded, his voice laced with impatience.

"..."

*Pak!*

"I asked, how many slaps have there been?" he growled.

"I-I don't know!" Xie Meirong stammered.

*Pak!*

Zhang Wei's hand struck her again, the force causing her head to jerk to the side.

"Okay, start counting from the beginning then, one!" he commanded, his voice filled with a twisted sense of authority.

*Pak!*

*Wha-*smack*-It's already seven, why do we need to start over?" Xie Meirong protested, her voice trembling with a mix of pain and frustation.

*Pain!*

"Two! Now, don't you dare forget the count, or we'll be starting from the beginning again!" Zhang Wei barked, his sadistic pleasure evident in his tone.

*Pak!*

"T-Three..." Xie Meirong weakly muttered, her voice barely able to escape her trembling lips. Suppressed rage seethed within her, a volcano of emotions ready to erupt. Her chest heaved up and down under the weight of her despair, and with each breath, her breasts moved in sync, a painful reminder of her defeat.

Zhang Wei's laughter pierced the air, a cruel symphony accompanied by each slap that landed on her trembling buttocks.

His sadistic pleasure knew no bounds as he mercilessly tormented her, drowning himself in the pain he inflicted.

With each resounding impact, he reveled in his power over her, his lips curling into a twisted grin of delight.

As if intoxicated by her suffering, he leaned in to take a quick sniff of her hair, the scent mingling with the sickening sweetness of his enjoyment before he pressed his lips against her delicate neck.

"Seventeen...." Xie Meirong's voice wavered, her words a desperate plea, fighting against the rising tide of anguish.

*Pak!*

"Eighteen..."

*Pak!*

"Nineteen.."

Xie Meirong's flushed complexion burnished with shame, her cheeks hot with humiliation. The count continued, each number marking not just the physical torment, but the emotional turmoil that raged within her, threatening to consume her every second.