Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Am I pretty?

Is she the kind of woman you find beautiful?

Bai Weiran remained silent, letting her struggle with her own thoughts.

Once she's finished agonizing over it, she'll naturally want to talk to him.

He simply stared at the scene before him.

She was wrapped in a summer blanket that only reached her chest, revealing her shoulders and slender arms.

Walking down the street, you can see girls wearing strapless dresses exposing certain parts of their bodies everywhere.

They are beautiful and full of youthful energy.

But no one is prettier than the adorable girl in front of you.

In the sunlight, her skin was so white that it was almost translucent, and her long white hair was draped over it. Everyone thought that black and white contrasts were the most beautiful, but little did they know that white against white complements white even more beautifully.

Only someone as special as her could possess that.

It reminds one of the stunningly beautiful jellyfish in an aquarium.

When she turned her head, her slender neck, her delicate features, and her lively, restless red eyes were revealed.

When she's not talking, when she's not acting childishly, when she's quiet.

You'll find that she's fully blossomed, basking in the summer sun, stirring your heart.

She wasn't even aware of how beautiful she was.

It even surprised him.

Can a girl grow up so much in such a short time?

Bai Weiran gazed at her, then pulled her close and hugged her, touching the skin of her shoulders and neck with his fingertips.

This poor, lovely, insecure yet brave, timid yet strong girl.

Keep her by your side, watch over her day after day, and then something quietly changes.

The first kiss, the second kiss, and then her frantic declaration.

Mengmeng shrank her neck; she felt a little itchy.

But she also felt that she really liked it.

The way her fingertips gently moved over her body gave her courage.

She is a tortoise, but she keeps crawling forward.

She wasn't afraid of anything except him being disappointed in her.

She nestled into his arms, wrapped her arms around him, and cautiously observed him with her large eyes.

I just don't dare to ask.

The girl appears crazy on the surface, but in reality, she is so cautious, humble, pitiful, and adorable in getting closer to someone in a relationship.

To her, he simply gave three words and played with her hair by twirling his fingertips.

"No need to rush."

Mengmeng is sensitive; her eyes immediately lit up.

He didn't say "it's okay".

He meant "no rush."

No rush, they still have a long way to go.

What does this mean?

She was suddenly overwhelmed with joy, wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, and buried her face in his neck.

Hehe, he really doesn't dislike xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), he's not lying.

After hugging her for a while, she couldn't resist her curiosity and started rubbing against me, wrapped in a cool blanket.

A pair of big eyes looked at him curiously.

Before, it was just peeping while showering; now it's within easy reach.

Her little hands were sneaking around under the covers.

What is this? Touch it! What is this? Touch it, and what is this again? Touch it!!

Like a little girl who has received a new toy, her exploratory expression is full of curiosity.

She didn't want to touch anyone else either.

She wasn't interested in other toys.

This is the only thing she wants.

Small hands rustled from the chest to the waist and then down to the legs, as the cool blanket covered the two of them.

The young man leaned against the bedside, letting her explore his body, occasionally frowning.

It was unbearable, but there was a distorted kind of pampering about it.

But when her little hands were fiddling with the blanket, she looked up and asked him with her innocent, wide eyes.

"...When will I transform into Bai Weiran's shape?"

He remained silent for a few seconds.

She smiled happily, and her cautiousness turned into smug satisfaction.

She can keep up the good work!

"I don't want to tell anyone, I want to keep it a secret."

"I'm going to secretly bully Bai Weiran, hehe..."

The turtle girl, Mengmeng, was smug and self-satisfied, while the rabbit princess was arrogant and oblivious to her own shortcomings.

The tortoise planned to sneak away until it crossed the finish line.

But things aren't that simple, because there's a goalkeeper sneaking a bite right before the finish line.

Xia Yanle lay on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes, her blue eyes reflecting a shift from struggle to surrender.

"What difference would it make if I went to see him?"

"I can do whatever I want; I don't need anyone to teach me how to do things!"

As long as she maintains her usual flippant and playful demeanor, that's fine.

She doesn't care, she's not afraid of anyone, she'll still be the winner.

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Chapter Twenty-Seven: Undercurrents

Two bright yellow oranges were placed on Bai Weiran's table.

The project team members had just finished their weekly meeting and were passing by when they saw it, glancing at it with surprise.

The orange itself is not unusual.

But it's summer now, not orange season.

The Sunshine Oranges are plump and fresh, clearly imported from the Southern Hemisphere.

Bai Weiran laughed.

I glanced at my WeChat Moments this morning and saw a college classmate who works overseas posted a photo of himself lying in an orange grove.

He casually gave it a thumbs up.

Today, a sunny orange appeared on my desk.

Someone in the company was constantly monitoring him, without leaving a single gap.

He took out a piece of paper, picked up an orange, and slowly peeled it. He knew that someone in the company was watching him and would secretly laugh in front of the monitor screen once he ate the orange.

The oranges were both sour and sweet, and bursting with juice.

Guoguo found him at his workstation, looking very curious.

"My son? Where did these oranges come from?"

He is usually very generous; if someone asks him for snacks, he will share them with them.

Today he peeled one, but pushed the other aside and kept it.

"Hmm, I don't know, it was a gift from a mysterious little angel."

Guoguo said "oh," and although she found it a little strange, she didn't care. She was more concerned about something else, licking her lips and rubbing her little hands.

"...My son, how's the data now?"

When Guoguo asked the question, several colleagues on the project immediately became uneasy.

Some stood up, some pretended to yawn, some carried water cups and looked like they were heading to the break room, but they just stood there, seemingly in space.

Today is the day for user acquisition and traffic generation for the project's beta version.

Everyone was restless from early morning.

Bai Weiran pursed his lips, shook the mouse, and the darkened screen lit up. He slowly typed in the password.

"Data, huh..."

Everyone instantly surrounded him.

Watching him move the mouse, he playfully flicked it across the data platform interface.

Everyone's eyes immediately followed suit.

Click, click, click away my pride and indulgence.