Manipulative Harem God

Chapter 487 *Zhang Ming suspicious? Cai Wenxi thrilled?*

487 *Zhang Ming suspicious? Cai Wenxi thrilled?*

As Zhang Wei's hands enveloped her breasts, a sudden impulse surged through him, compelling him to squeeze them tightly.

"Ahnnn!~"

Cai Wenxi's lips, glossed with saliva and slightly parted, trembled as she looked up at him with a mix of surprise and pleasure.

Zhang Wei flashed a mischievous smile before leaning down to bury his face against her breast, his thumb and forefinger teasingly pinching her nipples, flicking them back and forth, playfully tormenting her.

"Mngghh..."

Cai Wenxi's earlier grumble had vanished, now replaced by a more intense sensation.

She could feel every touch vividly as if each contact with her skin was charged with heat.

Every time his fingers grazed her, especially when he pressed into her breasts, letting his fingers sink deeply, an electric current seemed to surge through her, compelling her to part her lips and release a moan.

She writhed slightly, constrained by the cramped space.

Zhang Wei escalated his caresses, before latching onto her nipples. His tongue danced playfully over them, while he gently nibbled, chewing softly. This elicited a sharp intake of breath from Cai Wenxi, her eyes widening with each sensation.

"!"

"Mnghhhh! W-What is this feeling..."

"Stop..."

Her murmurs were ignored by Zhang Wei, sending her into a flurry of twitches and squirms as she attempted to escape.

Each time she moved, her hands and feet slammed against the cramped confines of the car, making the vehicle rock.

Indeed, her frantic movements caused the car to bounce noticeably, showcasing the well-maintained suspension at work.

To any observer, the car parked in its isolated spot would appear to be shaking conspicuously, and even the most oblivious passerby could easily infer what was happening inside those doors!

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Creak!

Creak!

"Mmmmgnh!"

"Hhaaaa...."

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Inside the car, Cai Wenxi, completely devoid of any clothes, gasped for air, her breaths heavy and labored.

Her lips were parted, a slender thread of saliva trailing indecently as she pressed her palms against the fogged window.

If anything, it was clear the vehicle would need maintenance after this—though not just the car.

Over an hour later, Cai Wenxi's hair was wildly disheveled as he pressed her face roughly against the seat, pounding into her from behind.

She let out faint, breathless moans as he continued, her body trembling with each of his powerful thrusts, her inner walls pulsating rhythmically.

Meanwhile, outside their private cocoon, the sun worked tirelessly as well.

It was already climbing the horizon, signaling that the night's festivities were nearing their end.

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Inside the grand mansion, Zhang Ming awkwardly shook hands with the retired general, managing a forced chuckle.

"Haha... I'll have to come back later, Grandpa. Wenxi has been waiting in the car for a while now."

He offered a quick apology, keen to make a swift exit, but the old general's firm grip and hearty voice made leaving a challenge.

"Just a few more minutes, young man! It's been ages since we caught up!" the general boomed, his voice echoing off the walls.

"Haaa!" Zhang Ming exhaled sharply once he finally extricated himself, stepping outside with a mix of relief and urgency.

He straightened his suit and scanned the area, his voice low and worried, "Where is Wenxi?"

Not seeing her car nearby, he whipped out his phone and dialed her number, his movements tense.

Beep...

Beep...

As the phone rang multiple times without an answer, Zhang Ming's anxiety deepened. "Why isn't she picking up?" he muttered to himself, pacing back and forth.

"This isn't like her...not at all," he continued, speaking to the empty air as a frown creased his brow. "Wenxi always picks up..."

With each unanswered ring, his heart sank a little more.

Finally, he pocketed his phone and stood still for a moment, his thoughts racing.

"Sigh..." He shook his head, his decision firm. "I've got to find her," he declared to himself, his voice a mix of resolve and worry.

Stepping briskly towards the parking lot, his footsteps echoed ominously on the cobblestones. "If she's not there, then where?" he questioned aloud, his tone tinged with frustration and concern.

"Something must have happened," he whispered, quickening his pace. "I need to find her, and I need to find her now."

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Boom!

"Ah—!"

"Careful," Zhang Wei cautioned as Cai Wenxi, in front of him, clutched her head. In her haste, she had hit her head against the roof of the car.