Manipulative Harem God

Chapter 506  Xiong Mei loves the ground! Decides to hug it!

"Heh? Zhang Wei, why is everything so bright..."

"Wasn't it still night!?"

Xiong Mei couldn't help but exclaim, rising slightly from her seat as she rubbed her crystal like moist eyes, bewildered by the sudden illumination.

"Wh—What's happening!? Zhang... Wei..." Xiong Mei turned around, her vision swimming as though she was hanging on the edge of a skyscraper, her surroundings tilting amusingly. "Hehe... It's so funny... Hiccup... Why are you running away from me..."

"Hiccup...hehe..."

"Why has the sky turned dark all of a sudden? Is it lonely and crying? Huh..." She mused aloud, tapping her chin thoughtfully, her expression whimsically charming. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Sigh..." Zhang Wei exhaled a deep sigh as Xiong Mei attempted repeatedly to grasp his shoulder for support, her hands fluttering aimlessly, while her eyes glistened with a reddish hue.

"You ate too many brownies," he murmured, placing his hand gently against her forehead and easing her back into her seat.

Xiong Mei hugged her arms around her seatbelt, squeezing out a cute smile, as she giggled softly to herself.

"Hehe... What brownies! Aren't we here for seafood!"

"Baby! Baby! There—seafood!" She declared, flinging the window open and thrusting her head out.

Her gaze fixed on the neon sign of an electronics shop, mistaking it for a seafood advertisement. "Lobster! I want lobster!" She shouted with unchecked enthusiasm, her hair whipping against the breeze.

The car crawled along the narrow streets, not fast enough to escape the curious gazes of passersby, leaving Zhang Wei cringing with second-hand embarrassment as every head turned their way.

[Host, why did you give her so many brownies?] The system couldn't help but exhale a digital sigh, fighting with the challenge of managing Xiong Mei's unpredictable behavior.

Zhang Wei let out a sigh; indeed, he had given her three of those brownies.

Watching her joyfully munching on them had been endearing, but now, the repercussions were proving difficult to manage.

Leaving Xiong Mei to her whims, Zhang Wei cracked a slight smile and rolled all the windows down, welcoming the wild sea breeze.

The fresh, salty air filled his lungs, stirring a melancholic nostalgia within him.

He hadn't visited this place in over a year.

Indeed, Zhang Wei had a deep, colorful history in Xueshan.

On a whim today, for reasons unknown even to himself, he had felt compelled to return.

Previously, whenever he needed an escape to clear his mind, this city had been his sanctuary.

Brimming with vibrant nightlife, the city was alive and pulsating with joy even at midnight.

Surprisingly, the locals seemed unfazed by Xiong Mei's erratic behavior.

This was a place where many substances were legally tolerated, contributing to the carefree atmosphere.

Outside, laughter permeated the air, with many people strolling about, a beer in hand, fully immersed in the festive environment.

Xueshan was a haven for those seeking to shed their day-to-day anxieties and embrace liberation.

Despite its lively night scene, the crime rate remained low, largely due to its proximity to the Xing Cheng district, further west.

Xing Cheng, lush with traditional culture, green landscapes, and an abundance of monasteries and temples, offered a stark contrast to Xueshan's freewheeling spirit.

This geographical setup created a unique lifestyle joke: people from Qingyun would clock out from their 9-5 jobs, unwind in Xueshan's euphoric embrace, and then seek spiritual solace in Xing Cheng to cleanse their sins.

Reflecting on this curious cycle, Zhang Wei's lips curled into a soft, knowing chuckle.

It lay adjacent to Xueshan to the west, while to the east, it bordered Qingyun.

This geographical setup created a unique lifestyle joke: people from Qingyun would clock out from their 9-5 jobs, unwind in Xueshan's euphoric embrace, and then seek spiritual solace in Xing Cheng to cleanse their sins.

Reflecting on this curious cycle, Zhang Wei's lips curled into a soft, knowing chuckle.

This was the place where Zhang Wei had called home from the age of twelve until he turned sixteen, his formative middle school years right here in Xueshan.

Xueshan held a special charm, but Zhang Wei's connections extended to Xiushan as well, notably because it was Yu Lei's hometown.

In his eyes, Xueshan exuded a cheerful and vibrant energy despite its modest size.

In contrast, Xiushan, with its vast territory, relied heavily on its bustling ports for economic life.

However, it lacked the lively ambiance of Xueshan, often feeling dim and lackluster at night, and it wasn't as developed as its smaller counterpart.

Thus, for many who wished to leave Xiushan without forsaking the scenic views of the sea, Xueshan became a favored destination, offering a blend of vibrant community life and the serene beauty of the coastline.

As the car wound through the bustling streets of Xueshan, the vibrant energy of the city began to fade into a quieter, more serene ambiance.

Zhang Wei guided the vehicle toward their destination, and soon, the sign "Winter Mist Pavilion" emerged from the surrounding mist, its elegant script subtly illuminated by soft, ambient lighting.

The Winter Mist Pavilion was nestled at the edge of a dense, whispering pine forest, offering a stark contrast to the coastal vibes of Xueshan.

The architecture was a thoughtful blend of traditional design and modern elegance, featuring sleek, dark wood panels and large, frosted glass windows that mirrored the misty atmosphere.

The roof was a traditional sweeping style, with tiles that gleamed like wet slate under the soft lighting.

Rustle...

As Zhang Wei parked the car, a gentle breeze stirred the pine needles, creating a soft, hushing sound that added to the tranquil setting.

The entrance was marked by an archway of intertwined branches, artfully crafted to welcome guests into a realm where nature and culinary artistry merged.

Stepping out of the car, Xiong Mei's eyes widened in appreciation, her voice bubbling with excitement, "Wooooo so pretty... Lemme hug you..." But before she could take another step—

Bam!

She found herself hugging the ground instead.

"..."

"..."

Zhang Wei emerged from the car speechless, his gaze landing on her figure sprawled across the floor.

"Hehe..."

A small giggle broke from her lips, her body twitching slightly.

Zhang Wei exhaled in relief, murmuring to himself, "She's alive."

He approached her, gently helping her to her feet.

There was a small bruise forming on her knees, which he quickly tended to, channeling some of his energy to heal it.

With careful attention, he then guided her into the pavilion, keeping her close and supporting her with an arm around her shoulders to ensure she wouldn't stumble again or hug with any more obstacles for the day.

As they moved towards the entrance, Zhang Wei kept a protective arm behind her back, his eyes constantly scanning the path to search for something — more precisely someone.