Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Nana is too young to understand what the post-coital period is.

She could only examine his appearance. Mr. William was dressed more casually than usual, his collar was askew, his sleeves were rolled up, there were faint red marks on his arms, and his lips were swollen.

He saw himself, but instead of speaking to him immediately as usual, he went straight to the sofa.

He leaned back on the sofa, while the beautiful woman lying down turned her head and met his gaze.

"I feel terrible." Xia Yanle's words silenced the man.

"...It's normal to prick your mouth while sneaking a bite."

The first time, he wanted to take the lead, without any preparation, and just charged in recklessly.

"If life is a series of ups and downs, then what I just experienced was a series of intense, excruciating pains," Xia Yanle complained. She tried to move her legs together, but each movement caused a tearing, dull pain, so she could only maintain a slightly separated position to make herself more comfortable.

Damn it, she shouldn't have thought that little bit of pleasure was real pleasure.

She thought everything would be alright after that.

But nothing happened. It only lasted a little while, and then it still hurt. The pain annoyed her, so she started scratching it.

Tell him to shrink quickly.

"...Be careful, there are minors present."

"Ghosts cannot be counted as old."

He sighed and stopped arguing.

"This isn't a script; you can't just throw anything in and expect it to be elevated."

Xia Yanle glared at him, her eyes filled with accusation.

How could she have imagined that sneaking a bite would result in something prickly in her mouth?

Before pushing him, he was full of pride and self-satisfaction; after pushing him, he suffered the consequences.

Xia Yanle leaned against a cushion, holding another one in her arms. Her usually pale face was unusually flushed, and her lips were bright red, making her look even more alluring than usual. She stared at him for a while, then suddenly bent down and turned to face the back of the chair, still holding the cushion.

"I don't want to eat it anymore, it's awful and prickly." She closed her eyes, her attitude and tone extremely willful.

"..." He had originally planned to put the commemorative coins away for a while, but after hearing this complaint, he was unsure whether he still needed them.

Xia Yanle closed his eyes and heard the young man's footsteps walk away. He gently comforted the helpless pink-haired ghost.

He was tough on the lips, but his breathing was quite alluring.

She had intended to back down as soon as she lowered her back.

She dislikes bitter foods and even needs to take a lot of sugar with her medicine.

She was simply captivated by the sight of his flushed face and panting breath, finding it too amusing, and thus persisted.

Only by persisting to the middle can one find the trick and taste a strange sensation deep within the body.

But the overall experience was very poor.

I'd only give it one and a half stars out of five.

It felt like she took an AK out, full of self-satisfaction, thinking she was invincible, only to have it explode when she fired it, resulting in her death.

The footsteps returned.

"...Get up and have a cup of brown sugar water."

She opened her eyes and saw the hot sugar water handed to her, but instead of reaching for it, she forced herself to straighten up, stretched her neck, and drank it like a thirsty little bird.

After taking a couple of sips, he found it too sweet and asked me to give him a glass of plain, cool water instead.

She didn't reach out her hand, but let him feed her slowly until she finished the whole cup, and then lay back down.

Just as he was about to take the empty cup and leave, Xia Yanle stared at him and suddenly let out a sly laugh.

Her smile made him stop in his tracks, and he turned back to look at her with a puzzled expression.

"fine."

"...Just lie down if you have nothing else to do."

He shrugged and went to wash the cup.

Nana stood there helplessly, her gaze shifting between them.

She felt that although she was there, she didn't understand anything.

But it also felt like they had communicated a lot without saying a word.

It was something she didn't understand about the "adult content."

Nana crossed her arms and tilted her head in confusion.

She scrunched up her face like a sour plum, eager to ask the question that had puzzled her for so long.

So, when are we going to run away?

But it feels inconvenient for children to interrupt when adults are talking.

When the two men tried to communicate with her, they completely ignored her.

Oh no, what should I do? She's so embarrassed. She wants to sing a song right there.

Bai Weiran returned quickly after washing the cups and reached out his hand to Xia Yanle, who was slumped on the sofa, motionless.

"I have to go." He hadn't forgotten his original purpose.

Although it took a lot of time.

Xia Yanle stared at the outstretched hand and paused for a moment.

This honest, stubborn guy.

She wondered how he would react when he finished.

It could be anger and rebuke, frustration and unresolved issues, or a tangled mess of emotions.

But she ultimately underestimated him.

He skipped those stages and reached out to her.

He'd take her if he wanted her; he could afford it, and he was going to take her away.

She originally intended to stay and scare Xiao Mingguang.

But seeing what he did, she didn't want to stay anymore.

The desire to follow him was stronger than the desire to do bad things and see others suffer.

This man, in the end, has taken advantage of me.

Every reaction of his felt like it was stepping on my heart.

She grasped it firmly, feeling the smooth, warm surface of her palm, and smiled.

"I don't want to walk by myself. If you want me to walk, you can carry me—"

The pink-haired ghost held a terrified squirrel with a crooked neck that was squeaking loudly. The young man carried the bad woman on his back and slowly walked towards the road, following the direction of the compass on his phone. The bad woman whispered in his ear that her back ached and her thighs were so tight that they felt like they were about to cramp.

As a researcher who sits for long periods, she had never used her back and thighs so much before, and now she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Then she felt sleepy and fell asleep on the young man's shoulder.

Chapter Thirteen: Top Student Bai Weiran Gets Disciplined (Early Month, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Bai Weiran, along with Xia Yanle, codenamed Eagle Eye Nana, escaped from the dark room.

Meanwhile, inside the restaurant where Mingguang was located, there were sounds of breaking and shattering.

Ceramic and glass tableware shattered on the floor, tables and chairs overturned, and Mingguang, having just finished dealing with Qin Ning, turned around to see Mengmeng leap onto the table, her little skirt fluttering, kicking and charging straight at her. She could only raise her bag to block her—

The bag was instantly punctured, and its contents scattered like petals falling from the sky.

Qin Ning noticed one of the items, and her pupils immediately contracted, her anger rising uncontrollably.

Disposable men's underwear! ??

It was her after all! She hid Brother Weiran!

We've got you now—

But how dare she buy underwear for Weiran's brother?

Damn it, I've never bought any!

She angrily lunged forward, intending to overpower Mingguang. Mingguang was no pushover; he spun around and dodged, but the next second someone pounced on him. Feeling immense pressure, she had no choice but to abandon her second bag and retreat, performing a backflip to dodge the attack aimed at her neck.

She stepped back five or six paces, then looked on in astonishment, her gaze shifting to the white-haired girl.

She was moving her arms.

“…Give Bai Weiran back to me.” Simply repeating the same sentence as at the beginning.

Mengmeng walked up unhurriedly, dragging a knife in her right hand, the tip of the knife making a sound on the ground, her left hand covering her chest, her face as white as snow, her lips pursed, her breathing slightly rapid.

Mingguang knew that his physical abilities far surpassed theirs.

But this person, especially this girl named Mengmeng, gave her a very bad feeling.

She was clearly weaker than her, without a doubt, but the pressure came crashing down on her, sending chills down her spine.

There is a strong sense of self-destruction and ruthless cruelty.

And the longer time went by, the more reckless she became.

There is no type of person in this world more difficult to deal with than someone who is reckless.

Intuition told her that she shouldn't stay any longer, so Mingguang decided to run away and stop getting entangled with them.

She retreated further and further, choosing an unsealed glass window. Taking advantage of the moment when both women moved simultaneously, she darted to the right, seemingly about to break through the window—

The windowpane flickered twice, and under the intervention of superhuman abilities, it instantly became an impenetrable wall of steel.

Mingguang slammed into it with all his might, instantly turning into a limp frog, baring its teeth and making a face. The "beautiful girl uglification technique" caused passersby to look up and be startled, their sanity dropping on the spot.

Mingguang reacted incredibly quickly. After being dizzy for half a second, she immediately jumped up, and the scene in front of her gave her a huge fright.

The white-haired girl she feared suddenly lost her balance, leaning forward headfirst and feet up, her limbs flailing wildly.