Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Her laughter made my whole body tense up, and when she tensed up...

Xia Yanle slowly stopped smiling and looked at him with an innocent expression.

“…Be good.” Bai Weiran lowered his voice.

The mature, yandere type is rebellious by nature; just hearing those three words makes you want to do something bad.

Even if your body feels so weak it's not your own, you still want to crave him and covet him.

"How can you be so good? It's like this..."

She was clever and quick to learn these things. She observed his expression, got the result she wanted, and then smiled slyly.

"Still like this?"

The tempted man didn't answer, but reached out and grabbed her waist, which was covered by layers of clothing, and pulled her towards him.

"........."

…………

Mingguang and Yuan Jixi sat side by side on the living room floor, like two pitiful cacti planted in the ground, leaning against the back of the sofa chairs, their hands wrapped around their knees, in complete silence.

They glanced at each other, then looked away.

The three sentences that came from inside the room made them all stop fighting.

Excluding other unnecessary gasps and cries, the simplified content is as follows.

The first sentence is: It's no use.

The second sentence is: Then I'll go slower.

The third sentence is: No, please, hurry up—

She didn't cover her mouth or lower her voice; her crying and pleading were frighteningly clear, and by the end, her crying had become distorted.

It's hard to imagine that's the sound Xia Yanle could make.

The sheer volume of information left Mingguang blushing furiously. He covered his face with his hands, rolled on the ground, and was powerless to respond.

Yuan Jixi immediately understood why Mingguang had risked his life to stop her. After weighing the situation in her mind for a few seconds, she decided not to report this to anyone.

Yuan Jixi and Mingguang ceased hostilities and sat motionless, stunned.

When the bedroom door opened, the two of them, still with apples in their mouths, looked up together.

Yuan Jixi glanced at it, then politely looked away, while Mingguang stared in disbelief.

Only Xiao Ran came out.

Aside from a slightly disheveled collar and neat clothes, Mingguang keenly sensed that the atmosphere was completely different.

It made her want to take a bite even more than before.

If before she only wanted to kiss him, now she felt an unbearable itch to tear open those neat clothes.

...I'm so hungry.

The more Bai Weiran was exposed to this advanced content, the more the childhood filter and inviolable aura surrounding him gradually faded in Mingguang's eyes.

You're no longer protected during the newbie period.

Xia Yanle was demonstrating, being jealous, and showing off, but at the same time, she was also strongly stimulating Mingguang's confused and hazy mindset, which had always remained in a state of sacred reverence and admiration.

She wanted to blaspheme.

I never knew Xiao Ran had this side to her.

want to--

Xiao Ran is very kind, but I also want her to make me cry, to find out what's wrong with me.

Bai Weiran came into Mingguang's view.

"........."

He reached up and tightened his collar.

"...Could I borrow the bathroom for a moment?"

Upon hearing the request, Mingguang jumped up as if he had been electrocuted.

"...This way, Xiaoran, I...I'll take you there."

Before entering, Mingguang held out a towel with both hands.

"...Xiao Ran, use, use this."

"Thank you."

He avoided her overly intense gaze, closed the bathroom door, and locked it.

Mingguang didn't leave; she stood at the door, watching.

Yuan Jixi tiptoed over and stood at the corner, squinting as he monitored Mingguang's every move.

She immediately stopped anyone who tried to break in!

Mingguang remained motionless until the sound of water coming from the bathroom, at which point her face flushed red.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: There is a very stupid older brother

Mengmeng had just finished a shooting game. She clenched her fists in a victory sign in front of the computer and turned around happily.

Qin Ning and An Qin were in the bedroom. The bedroom door was closed with only a crack, and their conversation could be faintly heard.

"Here?"

"Hmm...right there, push harder..."

How about this?

"Yes...that's it, it feels so good..."

An Qin was giving Qin Ning a massage.

An Qin dotes on Qin Ning immensely. Even though she treats others just as well, Qin Ning is pampered by An Qin in every way. From head to toe, An Qin takes meticulous care of Qin Ning in every way.

Mengmeng tilted her head and listened for a long time, her little brows furrowed.

"Shimo, Sister Anqin is really strange."

Bai Shimo, who was lying on the sofa talking on her phone, didn't even look up when she heard this, and responded lazily.

"...What's so strange about it?"

"It's really incomprehensible." It's as if there's not a trace of jealousy in her.

Sometimes they are so considerate and docile that it's frightening to themselves.

Mengmeng's intuition made her feel strange.

Anqin simply likes everyone, but within this simplicity lies a kind of reverence, like preparing offerings and sacrifices for the gods.

They were carefully prepared tributes by Anqin and could not be damaged in the slightest.

“To label things you can’t understand as strange is your narrow-mindedness, Mengmeng.”

Would a normal person do that?

Is there a normal person in this house?

Mengmeng: …………

Bai Shimo turned to look at Mengmeng and smiled.

She beckoned to Mengmeng, who immediately walked over obediently and sat down next to Bai Shimo, who was already sitting up.

Mengmeng thought that every time Shimo smiled at her like that, she couldn't help but want to obey her requests.

When she smiles in profile, she really looks like Bai Weiran.

"...Then let me tell you about an even stranger person, Mengmeng. Do you believe that other different worlds exist?"

Yu Mengmeng, a yandere girl from another world: …………

"...You believe me...?"

There was a brother and sister who grew up in different worlds.

"My brother believes in reason, humanitarianism, and respect."

"But my sister believes in chaos, recklessness, and the idea that she can get whatever she wants."

As Shi Mo spoke, her eyes narrowed mischievously, her fingers lightly twirling strands of gray-purple hair, her voice slow and deliberate.

"...That foolish older brother, he always thinks he has a dark side! He tries so hard to make himself normal."

"As for my younger sister, she doesn't need to work very hard."

"She only had to say: 'My brother is the best brother in the world.'"

Bai Shimo said, then covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"Just one simple sentence is enough, and my brother will keep trying, even if he's a fool—"

"Isn't this fun? Mengmeng, don't you think it's fun?" Bai Shimo tilted her head and chuckled.

"He's both stupid and incredibly smart, yet he never seems to notice how everyone around him looks at him with the same kind of affection they have for him—because he's really strange, trying so hard to suppress his selfish and greedy nature."

"Clearly, he doesn't belong to the ordinary people—"

Mengmeng blinked her bright red eyes, not quite understanding what was so funny about that.

But Bai Shimo smiled happily and urged her to agree with her with her eyes. Mengmeng also smiled and quietly echoed her.

"Yes, it's a lot of fun."

“But…” Mengmeng hesitated before adding.

"Don't you think this person is a little pitiful? It feels like he's being bullied by his own sister..."

At that moment, Bai Shimo's phone vibrated. She picked it up, glanced at it, and then put it down again.