Manipulative Harem God



Inside the room, a unique scene unfolded. Xiong Mei sat with her knees curled up on the slightly damp mattress, the remnants of their earlier activities still lingering.

In front of her stood Zhang Wei, a white towel in his hands, thoroughly and carefully wiping her down.

"Lift your hands." He suddenly commanded. 

"Oh," Xiong Mei slightly at loss nodded, and followed his words.

"Separate your legs." 

"O-Oh." 

Xiong Mei complied, slightly embarrassed, as he wiped each and every part of her.

Although she knew he was taking advantage of her and it was just an excuse, a faint cute smile adorned her lips, her skin glowing with youthfulness, and a faint blush coloring her cheeks.

Her current look was enough to melt the heart of any man on the planet!

Unfortunately, none would witness this scene of obedience and cuteness. 

After her shower sessions with Zhang Wei, Xiong Mei underwent a remarkable transformation.

Now, she no longer felt the slightest hint of embarrassment about revealing her body to him.

It was as if Zhang Wei's harassment had somehow worked its magic on her.

Yet, Xiong Mei was not his only target. Even Yu Lei, who had been by his side for years, was occasionally subjected to his harrasment.

Even to this day, she struggled to become accustomed to bathing with him.

However, today, Zhang Wei's harassment reached new heights with Xiong Mei, leaving the young girl utterly overwhelmed. 

Disregarding the girl's foolish and dazed smile, Zhang Wei locked eyes with her. "Let's go outside, go and get dressed up. I want to show you something," he declared with a magnetism that drew Xiong Mei in.

"Hmm..." Xiong Mei absentmindedly nodded, it was a result of being captivated by his penetrating gaze.

Momentarily lost in his eyes, she felt a tingling sensation of loss when he finally tore his gaze away.

'What is happening to me?' Xiong Mei startled herself back to reality, jolting her senses by gently slapping her own cheeks.

As she dressed, Xiong Mei found her thoughts drifting into a fantasy world, her gaze inadvertently fixed on Zhang Wei as he put on his own clothes nearby.

Her mind seemed to wander into a realm of imagination, thoughts and images dancing through her head.

'What are you thinking, Xiong Mei? You're just a canary, remember that!' Her internal voice chastised her, reminding her of her place and purpose.

She focused on putting on the new yellow floral pattern dress that Zhang Wei had arranged for her.

Unbeknownst to her, Xiong Mei's experience with such luxuries was limited, and she remained unaware of the extent of the services provided by upscale hotels like the one they were in.

The idea of simply calling the staff to bring whatever she needed was foreign to her.

She felt a sense of embarrassment wash over her when she saw how effortlessly Zhang Wei had requested contraception pills from the hotel staff.

It was a stark reminder of her own unfamiliarity with such conveniences.

However, Zhang Wei found a sense of satisfaction in her innocence.

It seemed that despite her fondness for money, Xiong Mei was truly untouched by certain aspects of the world.

Her reaction to the hotel's services reaffirmed his earlier thoughts about her character.

Had she been exposed to luxury before, it would likely not have been through conventional means. 

Seated on the bed, fully dressed and waiting for him, Xiong Mei's legs swung back and forth in a rhythm of their own.

She found herself caught in a contemplative reverie, her thoughts circling around one central question: "Why is he so mean to me, yet sometimes so kind?" Zhang Wei's actions seemed to defy a simple explanation, leaving her puzzled by his contradictory behavior.

The more she observed him, the more mysterious he appeared to be.

His demeanor held an an unique quality that defied easy comprehension.

His treatment of her often vacillated between moments of apparent cruelty and instances of surprising kindness, such as when he had prevented her from falling earlier.

Reflecting on their shower encounter, Xiong Mei couldn't help but note the complexity of his actions.

Despite his teasing, he hadn't actually gone all the way in, and controlled his boner preventing her from any harm.

His behavior left her in a state of ongoing uncertainty, sparking a stream of fantasies and questions within her mind.

Xiong Mei didn't knew, she had fallen into a classic trap!

The legandary hot and cold treatment!

Zhang Wei was master of it!

He was so smooth in his actions, that even Yu Lei can't figure it out in the last few years, and only fell deeper and deeper with him — to the point she can't live without him.

Alas, it was already too late for Xiong Mei.

The little girl like her had fallen already, unaware of hidden depths of Zhang Wei. 

Her continuous swinging legs, now a testament to her mind speaking for her. 

Her actions were like a young girl in love...

"Is something wrong?" Zhang Wei's voice cut through Xiong Mei's thoughts, bringing her back to the present as she realized she had been staring at him.

"Huh?" Xiong Mei blinked, momentarily dazed by the interruption.

"Come on, what are you waiting for?" Without waiting for an answer, Zhang Wei opened the door and stepped outside.

Shaking herself out of her daze, Xiong Mei quickly reminded herself to act normally and followed him.

As they walked, she couldn't help but notice the curious glances directed at her.

The bright yellow dress she was wearing seemed to draw attention, leaving her feeling slightly panicked as she wasn't accustomed to being the center of attention.

In an attempt to quell her unease, she trotted over to Zhang Wei and took hold of his hand.

The moment their hands connected, she sensed the intensity of the gazes on her lessen, now directed more towards Zhang Wei, full of their resentment and envy.

Such a beautiful flower already have an owner? 

Impossible!

If not for Zhang Wei's rich appearance, these guys would have come for a fight.