Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

This is not Bai Weiran's time for superpowers.

But... she still remembered to bring a hammer to the rooftop?

Are you waiting for him to come?

He immediately understood.

He's throwing a tantrum and needs to be taught a lesson!

Having figured this out, he frowned and strode straight up.

She grabbed his slender wrist, making Mengmeng scream. She swung the little hammer wildly in her hand, almost hitting him. But when the moment came, she couldn't bear to let go. She loosened her grip, the hammer fell to the ground, and she was heavily pressed down onto the concrete rooftop.

The cement floor was hard, and my back ached from the impact. My wrists were grabbed and pinned behind my head.

The next second, he was forced to kiss his head.

Mengmeng immediately became dizzy and disoriented.

Unlike the previous times when he held her in his arms and kissed her, this heavily suppressed posture made her strongly feel the difference.

That kind of heavy, torturous state.

Oh! She got him back.

They obtained Bai Weiran, who was hidden underneath.

This made her feel excited.

At this moment, she forgot all about her shame and greedily wanted more.

The kiss was so deep that it was almost hard to breathe.

He understands very well.

They would only release her when she was weak and on the verge of fainting. Mengmeng would just take a breath of thin air when she would be pressed down hard again until she was almost suffocating. This would repeat itself.

Mengmeng felt that her bottom line was being constantly tested.

He teetered on the edge of losing consciousness, and whenever he found she could accept more, he would penetrate her deeper.

It makes it impossible for people to think.

It's terrifying; the intrusion went too deep.

But it doesn't matter, she didn't want it in the first place.

She didn't want to think; she just wanted him.

Use it as you please!

Take this body—

There's no need for that kind of cautious respect for her, no need to think about anything else.

She can do it, she can handle it, her body and heart can handle it.

Even if her heart is weak, she can still withstand Bai Weiran.

The shame and despair of having her secret discovered had faded far, far away, becoming irrelevant. Only in this moment did it become intense and vivid, stimulating all her senses.

It ignited a deep, dormant pleasure within her, a pleasure that had long been absent in her body.

She felt herself shatter, and from that moment on, she became completely different from before.

She started to cry, but it was a cry of joy.

“I want to become an adult,” she said after the long, suffocating kiss.

She pressed herself tightly against his ear, wrapped her arms and legs around him, and clung to him desperately, speaking to him in an innocent and carefree tone.

It doesn't matter, he doesn't mind her anyway.

Then she wants his little baby.

"Your previous study group was terrible, Bai Weiran. I want an adult's study group—"

"You say this isn't an illness, then I want your little baby—"

The tone was so innocent that it created a forbidden and ambiguous contrast.

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Chapter Twenty-Six: The Flowers Have Bloomed (Early Month, Requesting Monthly Tickets~)

Taking advantage of the others' inattention, the turtle girl waved a flag and shouted encouragement, boldly charging towards the high ground.

The high ground did not provide her with any defenses.

After all, from the day she used the medicine to blackmail him into staying, this day was bound to come sooner or later.

But plans can't keep up with changes—the turtle girl herself crashed and burned.

Wrapped tightly in her summer blanket, Mengmeng nestled in someone's arms and cried, revealing a slender shoulder peeking out from under the blanket, as white as snow, and stretching out her pitiful little hands.

"Give me another chance..."

"I will definitely do my best this time."

Bai Weiran, who was holding the person, chuckled and gently tapped her forehead with his finger.

When Mengmeng saw him smile, she pouted even more aggrievedly.

He was still laughing; he could actually still laugh.

How could she know that even after her fear of men was cured, she would still have this kind of aftereffect?

Overly sensitive

The adult study group completely exceeded her expectations.

The sensation of contact below the neck far exceeded her understanding of kissing.

The feeling was like she was climbing a mountain.

She thought she knew the mountain very well and was quite pleased with herself.

But in real-life experience, the level of elevation is like being suddenly pulled from the foot of the mountain to the summit.

Her consciousness and body couldn't keep up.

Her psychology went from strongly resisting the opposite sex to strongly liking them.

But her body couldn't keep up with this layer.

The aftereffects of excessive fear of men can range from extremely bad to extremely good.

It was just that this person touched me without any barriers, their fingertips gliding across my skin.

She's so sensitive she's almost going crazy.

My mind went blank, like a cat that had suddenly gone mad after inhaling high-purity catnip.

Because he liked her so much, cared about her so much, was overly aware, shy, confused, crazy, and wanted her so much that all his actions were endlessly magnified in her.

The process of adapting to it all became like one mountain peak after another.

She hovered on the edge of losing consciousness several times, feeling as if her body was no longer her own.

She couldn't control her moans, her heart racing with excitement as she gasped for breath, nearly suffocating and fainting.

Then he stopped, saying she couldn't do it, that she had to wait—

Mengmeng felt very angry. Why couldn't she do it?

But, but it seems I really can't do it.

She covered her face, dejectedly nestled in Bai Weiran's arms, where he held her warmly.

“...It’s not such a bad thing,” he said.

"It's just awful."

Are you feeling terrible?

One question made Mengmeng, who was covering her face, raise her head, her face turning bright red, and her little lips trembling.

How can that be bad?

She was just too comfortable and couldn't control herself.

...Then my body betrayed me, and I fainted first.

She angrily pounded her head, then slumped her shoulders.

Bai Weiran must think she's useless!

She hadn't had a chance to do anything for him yet.

As he stroked her, she cried and screamed so loudly that several times her body went limp and she felt like she wasn't herself anymore.

She was shouting and yelling that she wanted to have his baby.

Actually, she had also fantasized about it.

She fantasized that she could make him show a liking expression.

Mengmeng harbors a deep-seated inferiority complex about herself.

No matter how hard you try to educate her, she will still suddenly react when faced with things she fears.

She felt inferior because of her unusual appearance.

Her snow-white hair, her strange, almost transparent skin, and her frightening red eyes had been criticized.

He always said she was wonderful.

But Mengmeng wanted more than just this "good".

What she really wanted to ask was—do you like it?

Do you like me this way?