Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

She never imagined it was a double trap.

She thought he had gone out, so she left the door open to lure him in, but he hadn't actually left.

Bai Weiran was overly cautious; he wouldn't easily trust a medicine he wasn't familiar with.

He drugged Mingguang, pretended to leave, left some traces outside, then quietly returned and hid in the closet.

There was an element of gambling involved, but the gamble paid off.

The eight-foot-long lampstand illuminates far away but not the near, and it is dark under the lamp.

Mingguang thought of checking the other rooms, but didn't think of checking her own room.

That **lasts for about thirty minutes, which means she needs to be refilled every thirty minutes.

As long as Mingguang is awake, she can catch up with him and tie him up again.

He wasn't naive enough to want to confront her head-on.

Now she went out to look for someone but returned empty-handed, while he waited at home, lying in wait for her to return so he could launch a surprise attack on her when she was off guard.

He pondered for a moment, then closed the front door behind him and quickly returned to the small closet to search.

A successful sneak attack would be ideal, but that's not his main objective.

Running around aimlessly in the wilderness isn't Bai Weiran's forte, but with a mobile phone in hand, there are many more things he can do.

Mingguang admitted that his phone was with her.

If he wants to do anything, he has to contact her.

Mingguang always wore sportswear that was convenient for practice, leaving no place to hide her phone. If it wasn't on her person, it was in the room, and Mingguang believed that the only place in the room that belonged to her was this narrow closet. She couldn't possibly hide her phone anywhere else.

He reached under the mattress and felt around, tapping on the wall as he went to avoid any gaps or partitions. Finally, in the corner, between the mattress and the wall, he felt the smooth, cold touch of the screen.

He was immediately overjoyed and pulled it out.

My phone is completely out of battery and won't turn on.

He also had a power bank hidden in a secret pocket of his suitcase.

He went upstairs to plug in his power bank, but as he was about to go back downstairs with his phone in his hand, he heard an unusual noise.

Because there was no one around and the house was too quiet, any unusual movements were particularly noticeable.

Eeya eeya—

Bai Weiran recognized the voice.

It was the sound of the door hinges, long un-oiled, swaying gently as the door was opened.

Bai Weiran's eyes darkened, and his heart pounded. In half a second, he made a decision, quietly tossed the phone and power bank to his feet, and with a gentle kick, the phone slipped into the deepest part of the low cabinet in the corner of the bedroom.

He went downstairs in the dark and saw that the door was open, but there was no one in sight.

"Mingguang, is that you back?"

He asked in a very gentle tone, while fumbling for the living room light switch on the wall.

“I was just playing a little joke on you,” he said.

"I was trying to lie to you—I went out, but actually I didn't. You didn't expect that, did you?"

"Just kidding, it's just a game of hide-and-seek. You're not really angry, are you?"

He reached for the lamp base, but instead of the lamp base, he touched warm, delicate fingers.

Her fingers were slender yet strong; she grabbed him with a backhand and pulled him over, causing a thud as he fell. Bai Weiran opened his eyes to find himself pinned down by a woman on top of him, with Mingguang's hands braced against his cheeks.

The door was not closed, and moonlight slanted in from outside, illuminating the girl's left eye.

Her amber-honey colored eyes usually give people a warm and sweet feeling.

But now it has a kind of unfathomable mystery that sends chills down your spine.

Bai Weiran understood that feeling guilty would only make people see through his act, so he remained calm and composed as he looked back at her.

Mingguang suddenly chuckled.

"I like playing hide-and-seek, Xiao Ran."

"I really appreciate that you're willing to play hide-and-seek with me."

"Looks like I won this round, because you didn't hide well and I caught you—"

“Indeed, you’re amazing, you won.” He praised her, pointing to the door as he spoke.

"Why don't we close the door first and then chat? It's quite cold out here. You just came back from outside; you should have some hot tea or you might catch a cold."

But she didn't move; instead, she put one hand on Bai Weiran's neck.

The warm, strong little hand moved across my neck, sending a chill down my spine.

What's the winner's prize?

"...Want me some late-night snack?"

"I don't want to eat late-night snacks, it'll make me fat."

"Okay, so what do you want?"

Mingguang laughed unexpectedly, his laughter innocent and carefree, yet tinged with a hint of shyness.

"...I want Xiaoran to kiss me."

"........."

Bai Weiran was unaware that he had made a fool of himself.

Mingguang was originally innocent and naive, unaware of these ambiguous relationships between the opposite sex. Her imagination of all this was limited to the stage, and she had no interest in it before because she had not met anyone she liked. When she thought of Bai Weiran again, her impression of their relationship was still that of childhood friends, innocent and without any impure thoughts.

Her fantasies were limited to the romance of turning off the lights in her teenage years.

However, Bai Weiran's feint in the bathroom turned on the adult switch.

Mingguang suddenly realized—

Yes, they are both adults.

They are completely different now than before; she can do so much more for him.

Their eyes met, and Bai Weiran seemed to be deep in thought. Half a second later, he readily agreed.

"sure."

"Then do you want to close your eyes?" he asked.

"The princess should wait quietly for the kiss—"

Mingguang closed his eyes above him, a smile playing on his lips.

Bai Weiran straightened up slightly, reached out with one hand to gently touch her face in a comforting manner, and pulled out a second handkerchief soaked in sleeping potion from his pocket with his left hand. His eyes darkened, and he was about to use the same trick again—when he was intercepted in mid-air.

With his eyes closed, Mingguang grabbed his wrist with his right hand, and the two of them froze in mid-air, unable to move.

“…Xiao Ran”.

"This is not a bathroom."

“Mingguang can smell this scent very clearly.”

She slowly opened her eyes, tilted her head, her big eyes were dull, and her expression was cute and innocent.

"You're so mean, Xiao Ran."

"If you're going to lie to me, then go ahead and lie to the end."

Why didn't you wait until you had finished kissing Mingguang before saying it was a scam?

"If you kiss me first, then Mingguang will be willing to be drugged by you."

She sighed.

"That way, Xiao Guang will at least earn a kiss from you."

"Never mind, I know Xiaoran can't do it no matter what. It's too easy. Even if she's lying, Xiaoran will stick to her bottom line. You will never cross it. So if I want to know if you are lying, I just need to keep pushing you."

Xiao Ran thinks Ming Guang is easily deceived, but Xiao Guang is someone who can't bear to really deceive someone completely.

"It's so frustrating, there's nothing you can do about it—"

Mingguang grabbed Bai Weiran's hand and began to press it down little by little.

Bai Weiran pursed his lips, instantly understanding Mingguang's intentions perfectly, and he resisted with all his might.

After special training at the gym, his physical fitness has indeed improved.

The struggle lasted a little longer, about twenty-six seconds.

Even so, their clasped hands were still pulling at each other, like an arm wrestling match, as they slowly pressed down on his face.

Along with the handkerchief containing the sleeping potion.

Those who scheme against others ultimately fail.

When the handkerchief was pressed against his face, Bai Weiran held his breath. He stared at Mingguang, but Mingguang remained motionless, only pressing the handkerchief down even tighter. His face flushed slightly from lack of oxygen, but Mingguang still didn't move, her eyes clear.

—It won't work.

The will to survive in his brain forcefully sent a signal to Bai Weiran. He took a deep breath, and the sweet, fresh air and the sleeping potion entered his body at the same time. His consciousness became blurred instantly, and his limbs went weak, as if his limbs had been stuffed with cotton, leaving him like a skeletonless doll.

The feeling reminded him of the motion sickness medicine his mother had given him when he was a child.

That's a magical potion that's not sold anywhere else, with an exclusive formula.

After he completely lost the ability to resist, his eyes were half-closed, his mind was unable to think, and the feel of the handkerchief pressed against his mouth changed.

Soft and warm, gently lick your lower lip.

"...Hehe, I kissed Xiaoran."

Mingguang kissed him, and his eyes widened immediately.

Like a child who has discovered new candy and games,

"Wow, Xiao Ran's lips are so soft..."

"...I'll give you another kiss, hehe, as a prize for the future!"