Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"My sister might think a little bit... but she also thinks it's mostly fun."

At first, I thought he was stupid, then I felt sorry for him, and finally I found him quite funny.

As Bai Shimo finished speaking, she lowered her eyelashes, and her tone softened.

When she looked up again, she asked Mengmeng with a smile.

"Mengmeng, guess how this little sister feels about her brother right now? Hmm?"

As Mengmeng was pondering, she heard the door open. She immediately forgot about the problem, jumped up, and rushed towards the door without even putting on her slippers, shouting excitedly as she ran.

"Bai Weiran!! You're back! Mengmeng missed you so much! Why did you only come back now!?"

"Mengmeng was about to stop breathing until you came back. If Mengmeng dies, it will be all your fault. You must die with Mengmeng!!"

Bai Weiran opened his arms to welcome her, but Mengmeng was stabbed in the back midway through her actions. Just as she passed the bedroom door, a foot suddenly appeared from inside and tripped her up. An Qin peeked out, her face full of innocence.

"...Sorry, Mengmeng."

Using the gentlest and most apologetic tone, you trip someone up, causing them to fall flat on their face.

With the help of her, Qin Ning ran out of the bedroom, wearing only a nightgown, and rushed into the arms of the person who had just returned home.

"Brother Weiran, you're only just getting back now! I missed you so much..."

Qin Ning abruptly stopped in her coquettish manner.

Why is Brother Weiran taking a bath?

Bai Weiran, holding the person, looked over Qin Ning's head and saw his younger sister sitting on the sofa, and smiled at her naturally.

Bai Shimo made a funny face at him, then lay back down on the sofa and called to him lazily.

"Brother, I'm out of money, please top up my account! I need Divine Stones to draw from the upcoming Flower Goddess card pool!"

"Is it reasonable for game designers to let their own family members spend money to experience the game?"

"The money should go back to where it came from."

Xx

Yuan Jixi stood on the balcony, glanced back, and saw that Mingguang was still lying motionless on the sofa. After thinking for a while, she did a split in mid-air and went back to the next room.

Mingguang lay there for a long time before finally getting up. His face was flushed, and his heterochromatic eyes were misty and devoid of any light.

She seemed to be under a spell, wandering around the room.

Finally, she went into the bathroom.

The bathroom floor was still a little damp.

She pressed the water valve next to the bathtub, watched the water flow into the tub, and held herself still with both hands on the edge of the tub.

The water slowly filled up until her reflection appeared on the surface.

She closed the bathroom door, grabbed a towel, and pulled the black and white checkered shower curtain next to the bathtub.

The figure behind the shower curtain rustled and slowly took off her clothes one by one, placing them on the rack.

It seems like they're going to take a bath.

But the figure on the shower curtain didn't enter the bathtub for a long time; it just sat on the edge of the tub.

Her curves are beautiful and graceful, especially the curves of her chest, which are captivating.

She took the towel she had just borrowed in her hand, buried her face in it, and took a deep sniff.

“...Hey...Xiao Ran.”

It sniffed the towel, making a whimper that sounded like crying and laughing at the same time, a greedy and ravenous sound.

Amidst sobs, the figure continued moving, one hand holding a towel and sniffing it, the other hand running down the waist and abdomen.

Looking through the shower curtain, one can see graceful, fair toes arching and rhythmically touching the water's surface, creating ripples.

"Xiao Ran, boohoo, Xiao Ran..."

That day, Mingguang understood a little about what "wanting" meant.

But I don't really understand it.

Chapter Thirty: Siblings' Nighttime Talk

In the living room, only a floor lamp in front of the computer remained, and the cool night breeze stirred the curtains.

On Friday, I slept soundly in my cat bed.

The only sound was the faint tapping of the keyboard.

Bai Weiran used a keyboard shortcut to save the document and took his hands off the keyboard.

He couldn't stretch as usual because he had a little one sleeping soundly in his arms, with a glistening smile on her lips.

Mengmeng insisted on snuggling into his arms while he was working. He initially refused, but Mengmeng proposed a deal in exchange.

"If Bai Weiran holds me, I can do my homework at twice the speed."

"........."

She's learned to turn the tables now.

Bai Weiran had no choice but to sell himself and his male beauty in order to increase students' willingness to do more practice problems.

Mengmeng didn't leave after finishing her homework; she snuggled in my arms like a little rascal.

It's easy to invite a yandere, but difficult to send one away.

Bai Weiran glanced at her from the side.

When she's awake, she's a lively and bright girl, charming and lovely.

As soon as she relaxes and falls into a deep sleep, that innocent and charming quality of hers will reappear.

Even in her sleep, the yandere girl could keenly sense his gaze. With her eyes still closed, she snuggled up to him like a little kitten, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed her lips against his neck, expertly sucking on the gently pulsating veins.

She swayed her waist and snuggled against him.

He let out a muffled murmur from his sleep.

"...Bai Weiran."

"Ah."

Hearing his response, Mengmeng smiled sweetly and drifted into a deeper sleep.

He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. When he put Mengmeng down, she still clung to him tightly with her hands, unwilling to give up.

Even with his eyes closed, he wouldn't let go.

He lowered his head and gave her a light kiss on the lips.

After receiving the kiss, Mengmeng happily curled up in her silk quilt and fell asleep, shrinking into a tiny shrimp.

As soon as Bai Weiran stepped out of the bedroom, he met Bai Shimo's gaze.

Bai Shimo, who had been sleeping on the sofa, opened her eyes at some point, her eyes crinkling as she looked at him with a smile.

"...Why aren't you asleep yet, it's so late?"

"I slept too much this afternoon, and now I can't fall asleep."

"Pay attention to your daily routine."

Bai Shimo immediately raised an eyebrow, "Brother, do you have the right to talk to me like that?"

"Yes, because I'm your brother."

"Have you set a good example?"

"It doesn't matter. This is the authority of seniority. I can flexibly change my bottom line. When I need a feudal and rigid system, I will accept the seniority and class. When I need flat management to be more advantageous, I will oppose feudalism and shout for equality for all."

Bai Shimo laughed out loud at what he said and cursed at him as well.

"How shameless—bullying the weak, no little bird!"

Bai Weiran ignored her and poured himself a glass of water from the kettle.

Bai Shimo watched his actions quietly, and then suddenly called out to him when he was halfway through drinking.

"Brother, I want to drink too."

Bai Weiran was surprised. He glanced at her, said nothing, took out another cup, poured water, and handed it to her.

However, when it was handed to Bai Shimo, she didn't take it; instead, she smiled.

“My brother used to never mind giving me his glass of water, but it’s different now.”

Bai Weiran glanced at the half-finished water in his left hand.

"It's definitely different now."

Bai Shimo wasn't annoyed at all; she simply reached out and took the glass of water that had been poured for her.

“My brother is more than just my brother now.”

"Hey, Shimo, I'm feeling a little lonely!"

Bai Shimo complained softly. Bai Weiran looked up and saw that her eyes and brows were full of smiles, extremely cunning.

"If you feel lonely, go find your friends, go out to play or chat, it's all fine. I can't save you, I'm not a god, I'm just a working man."

“Brother! Don’t you understand this feeling? It’s that feeling of being surrounded by a large group of people, all bustling and lively, yet feeling a sense of loneliness, as if you’re all alone in the world. At this moment, Shimo’s heart is always being gnawed at by this venomous loneliness…” Bai Shimo held a water glass in one hand and covered her chest with the other, her big eyes blinking rapidly.

Bai Weiran was completely unmoved by this tactic.

"Read more good books, spend less time online, reduce internal friction, and quickly get rid of nihilism."

The siblings knew each other well, and he knew how much of Bai Shimo's words were untrue.

Among the people he met, his younger sister Bai Shimo was among the top of the list of those who avoided internal strife.

The whole world was like a playground to her; everything she did was to please her.

I am always full of curiosity, and I find everything about the outcome novel.