Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

“Mingguang is different from everyone else,” she said softly.

"Mingguang knows what Xiaoran is like, and Mingguang knows what Xiaoran wants."

"So you know what I want?" Bai Weiran couldn't help but laugh.

Mingguang lifted his head from his embrace, his heterochromatic eyes narrowing as he smiled.

“Mingguang knows that Xiaoran wants a relationship where she won’t be betrayed.”

"…………!?"

“Xiao Ran and Ming Guang have said a lot of things before. Xiao Ran herself may have forgotten them, but Ming Guang will not forget them.”

A gentle breeze blows through the dark alley, bringing with it the refreshing fragrance of flowers typical of an autumn night.

"How do you know I still think the same way I did back then? People always change."

Mingguang chuckled, revealing shallow dimples on his face.

"I didn't know at first, but what Xiao did afterwards proved it, didn't it?"

"Even now, Xiao Ran is still troubled and wants me to understand that Xiao Ran wants what's best for me, but at the same time, Xiao Ran doesn't want to be easily abandoned."

Mingguang lowered his eyelashes and pressed his cheek against Bai Weiran's chest.

"...because things that start easily can also end easily."

"Xiao Ran herself has no way to resist betrayal; all you can tell yourself is to respect others—"

"So they can easily take things from you without being punished."

"Xiao Ran, I'm not afraid. Ming Guang has been telling you this all along."

"Mingguang is stupid. You are much, much smarter than me. If you want to lie to me, Mingguang won't find out. So you can lie to me for the rest of your life. I don't care. But Mingguang will also work hard to become very strong. That way, once I find out you're lying to me, you won't be able to escape, because Mingguang is very strong!"

Mingguang smiled and winked at him, his heterochromatic eyes flashing in the dark alley.

"Hey, Xiaoran, don't you think this is great? It's the best of both worlds—"

Bai Weiran: …………?

The first half is very touching, but the second half has a strong yandere vibe. Once the yandere gets into it, all romance is ruined.

But after thinking about it, he also laughed.

He pushes the yanderes to grow up, and once they grow up, they turn around and control him.

Isn't this a heartwarming closed loop?

Mingguang has always been like this, carefree and easygoing, and he would suddenly come up with some ideas that made people realize something.

This is no different from when I was a child.

Their eyes met, and this time he understood the undisguised longing in Mingguang's bright, sparkling eyes.

"...Mingguang, do you want to kiss me?"

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Chapter Twenty-Four: Mingguang, a split against the wall!

Mingguang was stumped by the question.

It took a long time to digest and absorb the information before I came to my senses.

Her bright, sparkling eyes suddenly stopped staring directly at people.

She looked away, glancing left and right in alarm, her face gradually turning red.

Do you want to? Do you want to? Do you want to?

She really wanted to.

When asked, he doesn't hide it, but when actually asked, he gets shy, pursing his lips and remaining silent for a long time before stammering a soft reply.

"……want to."

"Then I said no."

Mingguang's eyes widened instantly, and he looked up in disbelief.

Bai Weiran couldn't help but laugh.

Mingguang is silly and silly, and he can't help but want to tease her.

No wonder everyone in her family could step on her and put her down; even Friday had a higher status than her.

The other yandere types, who were all about to cause a huge scene, were actually quite fierce. Although they looked tough, as long as he put on a stern face, they would immediately lose their nerve and only dare to peek at him.

For example, if he says no now, Mingguang's little face immediately falls, his eyes well up with tears, as if he's about to cry.

"...Is it really not possible?"

Mingguang stared intently at the lips before him, not daring to act rashly or cross the line.

"No, that won't work."

Bai Weiran looked at her and thought to himself that he had some bad tendencies.

He only added a sentence while suppressing a laugh when he saw Mingguang looking down and dejectedly biting his fingernails.

"...My lips are not okay."

Bai Weiran estimated that, given Mingguang's emotional intelligence, he would probably just give her a kiss on the cheek or something.

Previously, just the thought of being intimate with someone made her so shy that she felt like she was about to explode.

But he did not expect that Mingguang was no longer the same person he once was.

While spying on the Bai family, I saw a whole bunch of things, both things I should and shouldn't have seen.

Mengmeng is both innocent and alluring, Qin Ning is both delicate and domineering, and Xia Yanle is seductive and cunning.

She observed and learned all three ways of getting along on the spot, and now her mind is full of embarrassing images that she has not personally verified.

So when she heard this, she wasn't discouraged. Instead, it was as if a switch had been flipped, and her eyes brightened and rounded.

"……Really?"

Bai Weiran: …………?

Something was wrong, but the words had already been spoken.

"Well, really."

Mingguang immediately moved closer, the two of them so close that the full curves of her breasts, hidden by her loose sports top, were clearly pressed against him.

Mingguang was very cautious, like a golden retriever that had been given permission to approach. She suppressed the joy on her face and her gaze swept back and forth across Bai Weiran's face, as if choosing where to take the first bite.

When you've been starving for a long time, you're suddenly faced with a sumptuous meal and don't know what to do.

Suddenly, he stood up abruptly and took a step back.

She was no longer pressed tightly against him, but Mingguang's breasts were too big. Even as she took a step back, her soft breasts still made subtle contact with him with her breath.

I tried to touch it, but couldn't reach it; I tried to touch it, but couldn't reach it again.

Bai Weiran: …………?

If he didn't have a deep understanding of Mingguang, he would have thought that Mingguang's move was extremely clever.

Mingguang was at a loss. He first touched his reddened cheeks, then pressed them to his left chest, muttering something that was not clear to Bai Weiran, who judged it to be a prayer in a foreign language.

He found it somewhat absurd.

What god are you praying to?

What deity will bless your loved ones with good fortune?

After muttering to himself, Mingguang suddenly looked up, his face turning even redder, and the light in his eyes shining even brighter.

"...I'm so nervous, Xiaoran."

"This is the first time Xiaoran has agreed to let me kiss her. Can I do something to ease my nervousness?"

"…………Can."

A few seconds later, Bai Weiran fell silent.

I've seen wall slams and bed slams, but I've never seen a wall slam with a split.

He turned his head and saw Mingguang's fair and white right leg stretched straight across his cheek, his canvas shoe resting on the wall above his left shoulder.

Very good, she has mastered all the most basic requirements for a dancer: flexibility.

He first wanted to laugh—Mingguang's thought process was truly something else.

But when Mingguang placed his hands on his chest and leaned closer, he couldn't laugh anymore.

She stood on tiptoe and placed the other foot on his shoulder.

The more graceful the movements, the more intimate the two became, as they pressed themselves together so tightly.

In particular, she seemed completely oblivious, her eyes pure and focused intently on the person.

Oh no, I've shot myself in the foot.

Mingguang didn't understand men; she just felt her heart pounding and her eyes darting around, swallowing hard.

Is it like a big monster, laughing and teasing as she kisses his face, kisses the corner of his eyebrow, watching him frown and blink in a troubled look, or is it like Qin Ning, smiling and kissing the corner of his mouth, gently licking it, both of them laughing happily?

or--

She shifted her gaze to Bai Weiran's neck, looking at the slightly bulging arteries.

Like Mengmeng, take a bite out of it.

Everything feels amazing!

But Mingguang did nothing. She moved closer, pressed against Bai Weiran's shoulder, and rubbed her cheek against him.

"I like Xiao Ran's taste."