Manipulative Harem God

Chapter 362 Zhang Wei! You sick bastard! Get your filthy hands off us!

‘But right now, it’s the little sister-in-law who needs my attention.’ Zhang Wei’s thoughts were strategic, always planning his next steps, in advance.

With the stealth of a shadow, he glided upstairs, confident the world was cloaked in darkness at this hour.

His resolve was unmatched, a predator certain of its prey.

Outside Xiong Rui’s room, his grin was a silent accomplice, as he eased the door open with the delicacy of a thief, careful not to stir the bird nestled within.

His next move was breathtaking in its audacity.

No hesitation swayed him as he locked onto his target – the figure hiding in the bed.

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Slipping beneath the left side of the blanket, he invaded the sanctuary of Qiu Xingyu, who, unsuspecting and nestled beside her daughter, jolted awake, her eyes mirroring the shock of a startled doe, as she felt an uninvited presence claiming a space right next to her.

As Zhang Wei nestled beside her, his hand mistakenly found its way to Qiu Xingyu’s waist, pulling her closer with mistaken familiarity.

His other hand quickly clamped over her mouth as he leaned in, his breath a whisper against her ear, “Don’t shout, your mother and everyone would hear it.” His words were meant to calm, but they dripped with unintended menace.

Qiu Xingyu’s heart hammered against her ribcage, her mind racing. ‘This is madness! He thinks I’m Rui!’ Her eyes darted frantically, seeking an escape.

With no other option, she bit down on his hand, her silent scream of defiance.

!!

“Ouch!” Zhang Wei winced, a mixture of pain and amusement in his voice. He chuckled softly, his breath tickling her ear. “You like it wild, don’t you? But a wild cat needing taming, hehe” Despite the situation, his interest grew, his laughed on her expected resistance.

Beneath his hand, Qiu Xingyu’s muffled voice strained, trying to assert her identity. “Mmmph… you’re wrong… I’m not…”

Her words were stifled, but her eyes blazed with a clear message.

Zhang Wei, momentarily taken aback, began to sense something amiss. ‘Wait, why isn’t she responding as Rui would? Is it possible…?’

To confirm his suspicion, Zhang Wei continued to tightly embrace her from behind. His hand, which had been securely placed on her waist, slowly and deliberately moved upwards, tracing a path along her body. As his hand ventured higher, a realization struck him. “No bra again…” he murmured, his voice laced with a mix of curiosity and arousal. ‘Is it habitual for these mother and daughter?’

“But the size is big… Mm… Those softness is perfect for her age, quite well maintained…” In that moment, Zhang Wei’s eyes were calm as he had already recognized the person he had caught in his grasp – his own mother-in-law, Qiu Xingyu.

Despite this shocking discovery, an uncontrollable desire surged within him, compelling him to continue without breaking the rhythm.

His hands now expertly cupped and measured her breasts, his fingers skillfully catching and twisting her sensitive nipples, drawing out pleasurable moans from her lips.

“Mmngh!” The sound of a muffled moan slipped past Qiu Xingyu’s parted lips, her eyes upturned in a mixture of pleasure and surprise at the unexpected encounter.

“Mom?” Xiong Rui’s eyes fluttered open, only to be met with a bewildering scene unfolding beneath the blanket.

Too many movements, too much tension. She couldn’t ignore the obvious anymore.

“…”

“…”

Silence filled the air as their eyes locked in a moment of shared realization.

“Rui… I…” Qiu Xingyu’s voice quivered, her words caught in her throat as guilt and sorrrow battled within her.

Her mist-filled eyes spoke volumes, a mix of desire and desperation, while her breasts continued to be roughly violated under the constraint of their clothes.

Caught off guard, Xiong Rui’s throat tightened with apprehension. She could see the silent plea in Qiu Xingyu’s eyes, a plea that left her voiceless, her lips merely opening but no words escaping.

‘They are already catching up!’ Zhang Wei’s mind surged with alarm, but suddenly an even more outrageous idea surged into his mind.

“Ah!”

He swiftly spun Qiu Xiangyu around, forcing her to face the ceiling. Her eyes widened in astonishment as, in the next instant, something cold covered her own lips. Ignoring any concern of exposure, Zhang Wei greedily sucked on her lips.

‘Am ….I …. being… forced?’

A jolt of realization struck Qiu Xiangyu, her voice stifled as she attempted to speak, but Zhang Wei had already silenced her.

“Zhang Wei!” Xiong Rui’s voice boomed with urgency as the situation spiraled out of control.

Qiu Xiangyu was now enveloped in shock and tears as Zhang Wei’s tongue invaded her mouth, violating her. After an agonizingly long minute, when her face flushed deeply, he reluctantly withdrew, savoring the taste on his lips. He turned to face Xiong Rui, whose body trembled with an inferno of rage.

…

“Enough of it, get away from Mom!” she pleaded, her own eyes brimming with incomprehensible tears.

Zhang Wei stared at her briefly, his gaze devoid of any empathy as he ignored her words and let out a cold laugh.

“Huh?” Xiong Rui, still trying to process the situation, looked on in confusion.

Qiu Xiangyu’s heart raced with fear and desperation as she pleaded with a whisper, her voice trembling, “Please… please stop this. Don’t do this!” action

But her pleas fell on deaf ears as Zhang Wei’s hands moved to restrain Xiong Rui

Panic surged through Xiong Rui’s veins as she struggled against his grip, her voice choked with fear, “W-What are you doing! Let go of my hand—uuu!”

Her words were abruptly silenced as Zhang Wei forcefully pressed her down next to her motionless mother. His lips traveled to her neck, leaving a trail of unwanted kisses, while his hands forcibly removed her clothes.

At the same time, Qiu Xiangyu’s mind raced, desperately searching for escape, but the weight of Zhang Wei’s earlier actions had paralyzed her.

The tears of anger streamed down Xiong Rui’s face as the realization of her helplessness settled in.

Betrayed and violated, she couldn’t comprehend the utter cruelty before her.

Xiong Rui’s rage reached its boiling point as she finally shouted, her lips covered in his saliva, “Zhang Wei! You sick bastard! Get your filthy hands off us!”

But Zhang Wei, consumed by his own profound thoughts, simply smirked.

The smirk send chills down Xiong Rui’s mind, as the inevitable filled her mind.