Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"Would you like to come in, Mr. Weiran?" Xia Yanle asked in a light tone.

"Come in and see the room Xiaoguang decorated for you, it's so beautiful."

"That room is full of you."

Bai Weiran: …………

He stared at the room, its windows sealed off and covered with his own photos, and remained silent for a few seconds.

Looking at himself in hundreds or thousands of images, he was about to develop trypophobia.

"...You were locked up, and all you did was this?" He couldn't help but turn around and question Mingguang.

Mingguang waited all the way but Bai Weiran didn't say a word to him. Hearing this, he was overjoyed and nodded vigorously.

"Hehe, I made it." She blushed and scratched her head.

"Xiao Ran, you don't need to praise me. If you like, I can also decorate your room like that..."

Bai Weiran was about to blurt out, "Who would like decorations?", but then she soberly swallowed it back.

It's hard to say. Qin Ning and Mengmeng might be both surprised and delighted, and happy to carry out the whole house renovation.

They were happy, because every day when they opened the door, they would see themselves surrounded by a huge pile of food.

...That's really too much of a taste.

Xia Yanle smiled and narrowed her eyes as she looked at Bai Weiran's expression. Suddenly, she reached out and pulled him. Bai Weiran was standing at the doorway, Xia Yanle was standing inside the room, and Mingguang was standing a step behind Bai Weiran. Xia Yanle's pull dragged Bai Weiran straight into the room.

"Alright, we adults have things to talk about."

"Xiao Mingguang, why don't you go over there... and watch the Sorrowful Sheep cartoon..."

Xia Yanle chuckled, and before Mingguang could react, the door suddenly slammed shut in front of him.

Xx

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

Bai Weiran looked serious. Xia Yanle looked at him, pouted, and poked his chest with a finger.

Since she experienced it, she has come to really enjoy this kind of physical contact.

I can't help but touch him inappropriately.

"Let's talk... talk about what you're unhappy about with my little Mingguang." Xia Yanle put on a serious face, but the smile in her eyes betrayed her.

"Xiao Mingguang looks like she owes you something, what did she do?"

“If she really did something wrong, as her elder, I should of course apologize on her behalf.”

Bai Weiran did not ignore Mingguang because he was forcibly kissed.

Instead, he felt a bit speechless.

This has happened twice already.

The first time, Mingguang tied him up, forcibly subdued him, and took advantage of the moment when he was weak and out of control due to the effects of the drug to kiss him fiercely.

The second time, which was this time, Mingguang pinned him against the wall and kissed him forcefully. He was also a person who liked to take the lead and couldn't stand being so passive. He wanted to turn the tables, but Mingguang's strength had increased. As soon as he made a move, Mingguang quickly turned around and pinned his hand against the wall, kissing him fiercely.

He has a dominant and assertive personality; he was forcibly kissed twice, the second time being a wall-pinning kiss.

If word gets out, where will he put his face?

However, he didn't want to openly reveal this reason.

"nothing."

"She made a mistake, I'm not angry."

He tried to brush it off, but Xia Yanle wouldn't let him. She leaned closer, put one hand on his shoulder, and used her index finger to gently brush his lips, letting out a soft sigh.

"You're not angry, but I am."

Before it happened, she thought it was quite funny.

She was delighted that Xiaomingguang would beat Mengmeng to it, and that Mengmeng would be so angry she'd turn into a red-eyed pufferfish.

But when she actually saw him being kissed, she became unhappy.

She's so narrow-minded; she's even jealous of Xiao Mingguang, whom she can accept the most.

Xia Yanle chuckled, then suddenly took a step back and spun around in front of Bai Weiran.

"Mr. Weiran, do you see anything different about me today?"

"...?"

Xia Yanle looked different today; she was wearing a long dress.

Xia Yanle usually prioritizes convenience, with trousers and white shirts being her most common attire. She also frequently uses her lab coat as a casual outerwear piece. When she needs to attend a lecture or event, she changes into a skirt, a fitted pencil skirt and black stockings, which is quite eye-catching.

But she was neither today. She was wearing a beige off-the-shoulder top and a light pink chiffon long skirt, exuding a gentle and ethereal charm.

"It doesn't resemble your style of dress, but rather..." Bai Weiran paused in confusion.

"Miss Anqin gave it to me to wear," Xia Yanle said with a smile.

"They said I'm very suitable and strongly suggested I give it a try."

A cool and aloof older woman wearing a soft and gentle fairy dress creates a striking contrast in temperament, yet also a harmonious blend of contradictions, offering a refreshing perspective.

Is it pretty?

"good."

Xia Yanle was not very satisfied with his reaction.

"I rarely wear a skirt, and you didn't even say 'correct'? Really? Mr. Weiran, is that all?"

After spending a lot of time with Mengmeng, Xia Yanle's language began to synchronize with hers.

"OK, I haven't downloaded the 'Clothing Praise Voice Pack' yet. I'll download it later so I can praise you without any reservations."

Bai Weiran's answer made Xia Yanle burst out laughing. She wrapped her arms around his neck, acting intimately and naturally.

"Although Mr. Weiran doesn't like this room, I like it—"

“I took this room from Xiao Mingguang and slept in it.”

"Every morning when I wake up, Mr. Weiran is looking at me!"

Bai Weiran: …………

"What, is Mr. Weiran jealous of his own photo?"

"No, I just think you're playing a bit perverted."

Xia Yanle laughed even louder and tightened her grip on his arm.

"...Do you like perverts? Do you like this family of perverts?"

Before Bai Weiran could answer, she suddenly leaned closer and whispered in his ear.

"I can be even more...perverted..."

She let go, grinned, and stepped back, slipping her hands under her skirt. Her blue eyes defiantly slid the soft, thin fabric slowly down to her slender ankles.

She stood there, dignified and upright, with only a glimpse of her figure through the fabric around her feet.

Xia Yanle tilted his head and gave a sly smile.

I am such a bad person.

—Doing this kind of bad thing in Xiaomingguang's house, in the room that Xiaomingguang decorated.

But she had no intention of backing down because of any sense of guilt or morality.

Mr. Yu Weiran, she has no moral bottom line.

There's nothing he can do; he's the one who made himself fall for him. He's just unlucky.

He wanted to be responsible and respectful, while she wanted to possess and seize.

She stepped over the suggestive, soft fabric, walked straight ahead, and looked up at her loved one.

Chapter Twenty-Six: She Said "I Love You"

In the living room, Mingguang did a split, resting his feet against the wall and stretching his flexible body.

She tried to calm her head using her usual movements, but it didn't work.

Her expression shifted between calm, shy, and excited, turning red and white. Finally, unable to bear the images in her mind and the sensations she recalled, she covered her face and rolled around on the ground, cleaning the floor with her body.

Yuan Jixi crossed over from the other balcony, peeked out, and looked completely bewildered.

Yuan Jixi thought for a moment, then pulled his head back in.

Mingguang rolled and rolled, and just as she was about to crash into the corner of the table, she suddenly stopped with incredible skill.

A faint sound came from inside the tightly closed bedroom door.

She first listened for a few seconds with her head raised like a wary squirrel, then jumped up with an incredibly soft movement, making no sound at all, even more agile than the most nimble cat.

She approached the door, five steps, four steps, three steps, two steps—

The sound inside was still very faint, but it was impossible for her to miss.

Someone was panting, with low moans suppressed in their panting.

It sounds a bit like enduring extreme discomfort, but Mingguang keenly senses that this groan is different from suppressed pain.

It contained an irrepressible charm.

Bai Weiran said something in a low voice, but Mingguang didn't hear it clearly. He only heard Xia Yanle laugh.

"Hehehehe, I just... love to compete, I just love to win..."

"You let me be myself, and I will be myself..."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was very clear, and there was a sense that she was deliberately keeping her voice down without trying to be wary of others.

"I not only want to be better than Xiao Mingguang, but also better than that person, better than your first love, your senior—"