Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

He caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye, paused, turned his head, and saw Qin Ning lying on the workstation next to him. She was wearing an oversized coat, her face turned towards him, her big, innocent eyes wide open, and he didn't know how long she had been staring at him.

The moment their eyes met, she smiled sweetly.

"...Brother Weiran, are you done with your work?"

Bai Weiran: ………………

Late at night at the company, a lone man and a lone woman, a yandere girl wearing my clothes, staring at me from the side, something's not right!

"It's so late, why haven't you gone home yet?"

"...Because you haven't gone back yet."

...?!

Matryoshka dolls, huh?

"It's too late, you should go home early. I'll call a car to take you." He quickly saved the document, turned off the monitor, and stood up.

Qin Ning didn't move, tilting her little head back, her bottom rooted to the spot in the chair. She winked mischievously, stretched out her hand, and complained in a half-coquettish manner.

"My legs are too weak, pull me up, pull me up!"

Her wrists were white, with a slightly luminous sheen in the light, and you could feel their smoothness and silky texture just by looking at them.

Bai Weiran's gaze lingered for a few seconds, but he didn't immediately reach out to grasp it.

"Stop talking nonsense, stand up yourself."

He rebuked her, but his tone was soft. Qin Ning could easily tell that he was being insincere, and she snorted.

"I won't get up. If Brother Weiran doesn't help me, I won't get up."

Bai Weiran: …………

In the end, he reached out to pull her up.

Qin Ning was particularly mischievous, deliberately letting her body go limp. Bai Weiran had worked overtime all night and hadn't eaten much. Although Qin Ning was slender, she still weighed as a grown woman. He couldn't drag her roughly, so he could only pull her with all his might. Qin Ning stood up and used the force to fall into Bai Weiran's arms.

Bai Weiran was already unsteady on his feet, and when Qin Ning pounced on him like that, he didn't dare to let her fall, so he could only use his body as a cushion and was pushed to the ground by her.

A lone man and a lone woman at the company late at night, with the woman on top of the man.

Bai Weiran's head was buzzing, filled with the chaotic content of the requirement documents.

Men who work excessive overtime are incapable of thinking about anything romantic; if they are, it's because they haven't worked enough overtime.

Bai Weiran added enough today.

He had to remind Qin Ning.

"Don't forget our promise. What did you promise me?"

The girl puffed out her cheeks, somewhat displeased.

"I didn't do anything, I just fell down with Brother Weiran."

If he didn't do that, he feared he would forever remain half a foot away from himself.

That promise is a hindrance.

But without a commitment, he would be even less willing to let himself get close.

He is a rule-abiding person, so you must accept the rules and then use them to counter him.

Bai Weiran was helpless, but luckily there was no one in the office now, so he let her hug him for the time being.

Qin Ning didn't do anything out of line. She was more like a spoiled kitten, hugging his waist, rubbing her cheek against his chest, and then intimately snuggling up to his neck, sniffing him. Bai Weiran could even feel her soft, even breathing.

"Oh, oh, the taste of Brother Weiran, I haven't had it for so many days."

"Could you give me another coat? I wear this one every day, and the scent has faded too much!"

Bai Weiran was speechless at the sight of the yandere.

In fact, he already had a feeling that she had given up on her true identity and was slow to return the coat.

Consider the coat a gift for her! I don't want it myself.

I wonder what she does with that coat at home.

"Instead of smelling my coat, you should read more of the Analects of Confucius," he advised.

"Your parrot knows the poem better than you do... Don't secretly peck at me, Qin Ning!"

The girl, exposed, remained completely unperturbed, as if righteousness were ingrained in her very being.

“…Oh, then my parrot can carry it, why should I carry it?”

"Read more good books..."

"Is there a Bai Weiran in the book?"

"........."

"If I can recite and write ten of these passages from memory, can you kiss me once?"

Her eyes sparkled, full of anticipation.

Bai Weiran was not fooled.

Qin Ning has an excellent memory; ten articles can be completed in just two nights.

"You should study for your own sake, maintain a thirst for knowledge. The sea of ​​learning is boundless, and it is essential life knowledge that we must acquire."

He gently pushed Qin Ning to sit up. This time, Qin Ning didn't make a fuss; she could tell that Bai Weiran was indeed tired.

She simply and considerately brought the bag from beside her feet to her front.

"Brother Weiran, I've prepared a late-night snack for you. Would you like to eat here, or at my house... or at your house?"

**

Today's chapter has sparked a lot of discussion.

It's really my fault; I didn't write it well and handled it poorly.

This is essentially an attempt to write a lighthearted, yandere-themed work.

As mentioned in the text—yandere is like sugar, sweet to the point of sadness.

I hope everyone won't be angry with the character. Blame me for not writing it well. I'm sorry to them. May my ashes, the ashes of this white-stockinged loli, be scattered! (I heard that if you call yourself a loli, you won't be scattered.)

Chapter Fifteen: Has He Been a Blind Man for Too Long?! (4K)

(Yesterday's content has been replaced and adjusted. Brothers, remember to refresh to make sure you see the replaced content to avoid any plot discrepancies.)

[A yandere girl is flirting with you and sending you a late-night snack invitation.]

[Option A] At the company, a man and a woman eat together alone.

[Option B] Go to her house, and eat together as a lone man and woman.

[Option C] Come to your house, and we'll eat together as a lone man and woman.

Bai Weiran: ...Thank you, of course I'll choose A.

A perfectly cooked medium-rare steak, seared by a chef at a five-star hotel, is carefully sliced, forked, and brought to your lips. She holds the fork steadily, her alluring eyes fixed on you.

"Come here, Brother Weiran, ahhhhh?"

"...I have hands, Qin Ning."

He wanted to take it, but she wouldn't let go.

"Do you remember? You fed me like this before."

Bai Weiran remembers that it was strawberries back then.

"A drop of kindness received should be repaid with a spring of gratitude. Brother Weiran, you gave me strawberries, and I will repay you with steak. I will repay you many more times."

He even made such an intimate gesture, something he never did with his ex-girlfriend.

From his first love onwards, he has dated only rational and calm girlfriends.

He couldn't refuse, so he reluctantly opened his mouth and took a bite, but Qin Ning got hooked and picked up another piece to feed him.

Do yanderes have a penchant for treating people like babies?

Bai Weiran ate two pieces, but couldn't take it anymore.

"It wouldn't be good if someone saw you like this."

Even though it was late and everyone around the workstations had left, there must still be people in the company.

Don't ask why. The answer is that everyone in an internet company is a workaholic. You think you're working late? There are people working even later than you, watching the sunrise at the company, driving you crazy.

Qin Ning was quite disappointed and twirled the fork around.

She hadn't had enough of Bai Weiran's embarrassed expression yet!

I really want to see more of that awkward look on his face—he clearly didn't want to do it, but was bound by the rules he set for himself, desperately trying to keep his promise.

"What about supper? It would be a waste not to eat it. How about we go somewhere quiet and eat somewhere else?"

When Bai Wei later recalled that moment, all he could say was, "I must have been working overtime that day and my mind wasn't clear. I was not far from dying suddenly."

Because he accepted the offer.

"also."

Qin Ning's eyes widened instantly, and she grinned.

"...Should we go to my place or yours?"

Should I invite her to my home?

Bai Weiran was the first to reject this idea.

"Let's go to your place."

"Great! Great! My family has some really delicious black tea!" The girl clapped her hands innocently.

Bai Weiran: …………

I had heard of the "Sleep-Inducing Black Tea" before, and hearing it made my heart alarm bells ring.