Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"I like Brother Weiran. Let's see what's wrong with Brother Weiran?"

"Not only do I want to look, but I also want to touch Brother Weiran."

The fingers are delicate, and it has a floral and fruity scent that feels very comfortable and pleasant to rub on.

Bai Weiran remained motionless, his brows gradually relaxing.

Qin Ning's small hands, which were rubbing her temples, gradually became restless.

From the temples down to the cheeks, pinching the bridge of the nose, wandering around the lips, from the neck down to the shoulders, and when it tried to slip its hand inside the collar, it was grabbed.

Bai Weiran opened his eyes and looked helplessly at Qin Ning's innocent face.

"I just wanted to touch him, just a little touch, to see if Brother Weiran has gotten thinner. If he has, I'll feel sorry for him—"

Alright, Qin Ning just touched it once, it's no different from a man rubbing against it without penetrating, he's been fooled.

But Bai Weiran looked at her lovely eyes, the beauty mark under her eye, and the dimples that appeared and disappeared when she smiled. He grabbed her hand and pulled her forward, making her fall against his chest, her chin resting on her soft hair.

Qin Ning was somewhat surprised, but she also appreciated the unexpected hug.

"What's wrong with Brother Weiran today?"

She has a sharp tongue.

"Trying to coax me, huh? Even if you try, I won't accept it so easily, hmph!"

He said he wouldn't accept it, but his subordinate hugged him even tighter, acting extremely arrogant.

The two hugged each other and chatted idly. Qin Ning tilted her head and leaned against him, keenly noticing Bai Weiran's unusual behavior in their otherwise normal conversation.

Although I don't know why, Wei Ran's older brother is obviously particularly soft-hearted.

This made her restless.

Qin Ning did not want him to go home.

When I got home, the house was full of people.

Mengmeng is back, and so is that annoying Xia Yanle.

Qin Ning rolled her eyes and immediately had an idea.

"Brother Weiran." She gently grasped his arm with both hands and shook it playfully.

"I've been busy all day and haven't had a proper dinner. Can you come with me for a late-night snack?"

"Having a late-night snack will give me the energy to work overtime."

Bai Weiran saw the mischievous glint in her eyes and shook his head with a chuckle.

He didn't refuse her.

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Chapter Thirty: Bai Weiran felt like ants were crawling all over his body! (4K)

The living room was dimly lit, while the kitchen light was on. The light reflected from the river view outside the window shone into the living room, and the snow-white velvet carpet on the floor, which Chen Sao took meticulous care of every day, had a bright, shiny texture, like silver threads.

Since there was rarely anyone home at this time, the fat parrot stared at the kitchen with its eyes wide open, muttering some kind of nonsense.

"...By remembering the past and honoring ancestors, the people's virtue will return to its original purity..."

In the kitchen, Bai Weiran was cooking porridge. Qin Ning wrapped her arms around him from behind, stood on tiptoe, and rested her chin on his shoulder. She insisted on speaking close to his ear, her voice soft and delicate.

He let her cling to him like a pendant, and when adjusting the seasoning, he blew on it with a porcelain soup spoon to let her taste it.

"...Brother Weiran, your porridge is flawless, there's no room for improvement, but I like even bad porridge—"

"You're willing to go to this hell of terrible food with me, right?"

They sprinkled a bowl of egg drop soup on top, covered the pot, and simmered it for a while before gazing at the river view from the balcony.

It was late at night, but there were still many young people playing by the river. Drones with colorful LED lights took off and flew erratically overhead.

"They're so stupid, they can't even operate a drone properly."

"That's not a problem with the operation; they're typing."

Bai Weiran couldn't help but laugh.

Using drones to spell out messages—an old way to confess your love.

Qin Ning pouted in disbelief, but after waiting a while, she found that the drones had indeed formed the words "loveyou" in a crooked manner, which immediately caused a burst of cheers from below.

"...Say yes, say yes, say yes!!!"

The noise subsided after a while. Qin Ning was curious and wanted to see what was going on, but the roadside trees along the river blocked the view. She leaned out of the balcony with her hands on her hips until someone grabbed her around the waist.

"If you keep peeking in, you're going to scare my heart out."

It refers to her resolute attitude in jumping off the building.

Qin Ning remembered too, chuckled, and wrapped her arms around him, but mischievously leaned back against the balcony, encircling his neck. If she pushed off, the two of them would probably slide off.

"Aren't you scared, Brother Weiran? If we fall together, aren't you scared?"

Bai Weiran rolled her eyes at her.

Bad habits.

Yandere characters enjoy testing people and using all sorts of methods to manipulate them.

After the incident where Qin Ning pulled him to his inch, she became fascinated with the act of pulling.

It's not that he can't handle her.

Qin Ning was smiling smugly when she suddenly opened her eyes wide. The warm skin between her waist and abdomen made her gasp, her eyes welling up with tears. She threw herself into his arms, clutching his collar, panting, her soft body arching slightly, and she couldn't help but gently squeeze her legs together.

“If you jump, you won’t be able to do this anymore, right?” he coaxed softly.

Food and sex are human nature; our ancestors were right.

He sensed it, no matter how peaceful they seemed.

Deep down, they all harbor a strong tendency toward self-destruction, taking their own lives and bodies lightly, and valuing the people they care about more than themselves.

That's an innate quality that education can't change.

When something doesn't work, you have to change your approach.

He didn't argue with Qin Ning about life and death; instead, he would sternly lecture her, and while she might listen for a moment, she would quickly forget it.

Change the method.

In game mechanics design, rewards have a greater motivating effect on players than punishments.

Therefore, designing a reasonable reward mechanism is of paramount importance.

Qin Ning opened her eyes, her eyes looking so aggrieved they seemed about to burst into tears.

She had crossed the line many times and was addicted to the feeling, getting used to more and deeper pleasures.

Skin-to-skin contact alone was not enough to satisfy her.

He didn't touch the areas that would make her more comfortable; instead, he gently rubbed and scratched, making her uncomfortable.

He leaned down, as if to give her a kiss. Qin Ning looked up with great joy, her small mouth opening on its own. But his lips, so close to hers, stopped abruptly, casting a shadow over her face.

"Can you promise me you won't do it again, and you won't say those kinds of things again?"

"…………!?"

"If you agree, I'll kiss you."

Qin Ning's eyes widened immediately, her rebellious spirit rising.

He wanted to teach her how to do things, to teach her to obey him.

Now it was her turn to be pulled up in the opposite direction.

Qin Ning's proud and arrogant personality meant she wouldn't obey; she would kiss him whenever she wanted, and she would do whatever she pleased.

But with a yandere mentality, she subtly enjoys this control that is being subtly restrained.

It wasn't just anyone, it was the person she liked who was threatening her, seducing her, and using their wits to capture and control her.

Qin Ning bit her tender lower lip, torn between two conflicting emotions, her gaze lingering on his face.

"...I won't listen, what can you do about it?" Her voice was very soft, so soft that it lacked any confidence, not even as loud as the bubbling seafood porridge on the gas stove.

It's less of a rebuttal and more of a haughty person's feigned indifference.

Bai Weiran gave an "oh," straightened up, and sat up properly.

"Then I won't kiss you."

Qin Ning suddenly panicked and turned around to push the person onto the sofa.

"If you don't kiss me, I can kiss you myself."

"Twisted melons are not sweet."

"Forced love is never sweet, but it quenches thirst!"

"Sure, go ahead and kiss me if you want—" Bai Weiran spread his hands, his eyes smiling.

Kiss me if you want, what's wrong with that?

Their lips were so close, separated by a thin line, yet she was unable to move.

It wasn't that she was being stopped by any superpowers, but rather that she couldn't go down.