Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"Brother Weiran, your safety is guaranteed from now on! You won't have to worry about stalkers anymore!!"

In the comfortable leather back seat, Qin Ning hugged Bai Weiran's arm, a grin on her face.

Sima Zhao's heart is well known to passers-by.

Bai Weiran found it amusing; how to describe this blatant wickedness?

Only Qin Ning could do it so effortlessly, without ever getting tired of it.

He then gently touched her forehead with the knuckle of his index finger.

"So it didn't fall into the hands of a stalker, but into yours?"

He had personally witnessed Qin Ning's masterful manipulation of Yuan Jixi, clearly treating Yuan Jixi as his spy. He kept Yuan Jixi by his side, providing close protection, recording his activities, and giving him daily reports. Qin Ning was generous with Yuan Jixi's salary and even provided him with a housing allowance.

Throughout the entire process, Yuan Jixi remained obsequious, his hands pressed firmly against his thighs, showing Qin Ning the utmost respect.

It left him both amused and exasperated.

The bodyguard from another world was instantly won over by the young rich woman.

Qin Ning's gentle rebuke was met with a pout, a kiss, and a tender nibble on his lower lip. Only after the kiss did she blink her large, bright eyes, acting extremely coquettish.

"...Wouldn't it be better if it fell into my hands?"

"You can say you don't like it!? I'm very easy to talk to."

They said all sorts of nice things, but their big eyes were full of blatant probing.

"I didn't stop it, right?"

This is what she wants, and this is what he doesn't care about, so take it.

Qin Ning was thrilled and satisfied with the answer, and pounced on him, pinning him down on the back seat.

There were two different atmospheres in front of and behind the car.

The large lock felt terrible while I was driving.

With a stiff gaze fixed straight ahead, hands on the steering wheel, Yuan Jixi in the passenger seat had a cold and sharp expression, his posture suggesting that terrorists might appear at any moment. Da Suo had just gotten into the car and wanted to adjust the rearview mirror when Xiao Dao pressed a knife against his temple.

"You want to spy on your husband and wife? You're asking for it!"

Big Lock: ………………

At the slightest disturbance, Yuan Jixi turned around and stared at him coldly.

Are you preparing to die?

The death stare terrified Da Suo, and the journey took twice as long.

What a terrifying new version! People who just want to have some fun are risking their lives!

Xx

Just as Bai Weiran took out his key to open the door, Yuan Jixi volunteered to step forward.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Bai. Let me drive!"

"To prevent any accidents from happening inside and injuring you."

“I once encountered terrorists who planted bombs on doors, which caused significant casualties when they were detonated.”

Bai Weiran quickly rejected her.

I'm certain there's no bomb in my house, but since you opened fire, there's a 90% chance I'll have to pay the landlord for a door.

He had just opened the door when a small hand reached out from the crack, grabbed him firmly and quickly, and with a nimble twist, he staggered and was dragged inside. Yuan Jixi's expression hardened, and he quickly rushed to Bai Weiran's side, twisting and turning his hand to loosen the restraint.

Yuan Jixi slipped inside, and the door was slammed shut behind her.

There was a chaotic noise inside.

The door was opened again after about ten minutes.

Yuan Jixi carried Mingguang out, who was bound like a caterpillar. She struggled violently, her mouth stuffed with cloth, her face flushed, and she sobbed angrily.

Between a dancer and a retired special forces soldier, the latter clearly wins hands down.

"...The target has been captured. Should we proceed as Mr. Bai previously instructed?"

Bai Weiran nodded to her, and Yuan Jixi walked to the next room without hesitation. She carried the person in one hand and dismantled the door with the other, throwing the person inside cleanly and efficiently. She then reassembled the door, turned her back to the door, and stood guard in front of Mingguang Gate, standing in a soldier's stance with her eyes fixed straight ahead.

After that, with Yuan Jixi around, Mingguang couldn't do anything about him.

He hoped that Mingguang could wake up from his stubbornness.

He and Qin Ning entered the house and found Mengmeng asleep in the bedroom with the door tightly closed.

She showed no distress at being imprisoned, slept soundly, revealing her snow-white belly, and occasionally reached out to scratch it.

Xia Yanle was not there; only a commemorative coin on the pillow beside the bed gleamed.

Bai Weiran glanced at the commemorative coin, then looked at Mengmeng, who usually slept very restlessly, now completely covered with blankets.

Mengmeng was woken up and groggily recounted what had happened.

Before going to sleep, Mingguang suddenly attacked, first knocking Xia Yanle down. When she went into the room to check on the situation, she was also subdued, and as a result, the two of them were locked in the bedroom.

She fell asleep. Xia Yanle was there before she fell asleep, but when she woke up, Xia Yanle was gone.

"Mengmeng doesn't know what's wrong either, it's so frustrating, so frustrating—"

She crossed her arms, tilted her head on the bed, and looked adorably innocent.

She genuinely didn't know, and Bai Weiran didn't want to dwell on the matter any longer.

Coming and going as one pleases perfectly reflects Xia Yanle's unpredictable personality.

"It's alright, we'll take care of it later."

"We haven't celebrated since you came back. Shall we order crabs for dinner tonight after we've tidied up the living room?"

Mengmeng cheered happily, stretched out her arms and rushed forward to hug him, making Qin Ning, who was standing to the side, green with envy. She reached out from behind his arm, intending to drive Mengmeng away from Bai Weiran's arms like a pest.

They started sparring on his shoulder again, a lively battle of yanderes.

Bai Weiran was already used to it. He didn't stop them from making a fuss; instead, he felt a warm sense of returning to normalcy.

He then put the commemorative coin belonging to Xia Yanle back into his phone.

Unbeknownst to him, a pair of large, bright red eyes were peeking at his movements out of the corner of their eyes.

The glimmer of light and innocence in her eyes vanished without a trace, replaced by a chilling sharpness unique to yanderes.

Something must have happened between them, and it's something very secretive, something that no one else knows about—

She had been watching their interactions from the beginning until now, taking in all their changes.

Mengmeng squinted her eyes.

Does everyone just pretend she's not on the track, or that she doesn't exist?

No, from now on, the turtle girl is going to charge onto the track with a gun.

Mengmeng's gaze traveled from the young man's clear, tranquil black eyes, his gentle tone, his clean, slender neck, his flat chest, his narrow waist and abdomen, and finally down to his chest.

For the first time, a girl with androphobia looks at a male body with purely heterosexual eyes.

Instead of feeling nauseous as she had in the past, she strangely experienced a peculiar longing.

It's like the discomfort of running under the scorching sun but not being able to find water to drink.

She couldn't help but lick her soft little lips.

I really want to reach out and touch it.

It's not just about hugging his waist, touching his face, or clinging to his shoulders like a baby and acting silly.

Instead, she reached beyond the fabric to touch him, her palms itching, wanting to feel what every inch of his body looked like, her curiosity tickling her.

I like you, and I like everything else too, so much so.

But she gradually suppressed these thoughts.

She mustn't rush; she needs to hide secretly.

She wanted to use her ignorance to pull Bai Weiran into teaching her.

No one knew the tortoise had started to accelerate—

When she looked up again, everything was as usual, innocent and carefree.

"Bai Weiran, let's hurry up and get ready! I can't wait to eat crabs!"

Volume Eight

Chapter 1: You think you're worthy of dating me?!

The wind howled on the roof, and the pretty girl, her face pale, stood quietly by the railing.

She gazed down for a long time, and finally, she smiled.

She took off her leather shoes, put on white socks, climbed over the railing, and stood shakily on the edge.

"Hey, I'll prove I love you with my life—senior."

She jumped.

A snapping sound rang out in the air.

Xx

In the dark forest, a man, weakened by the effects of the drug, is fleeing.

"Don't come any closer—don't come any closer—"

The girl was chasing after him, covered in bruises, from the beating he had given her when he struggled to escape.

She was unwilling and dared not retaliate.

"Please, please, it doesn't hurt at all," she pleaded, crying.