My Yellow Hair App / Pure Love Warrior's Yellow Hair System

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He quickly hugged Aunt Mafei tightly from behind, and then his whole body trembled.

Chapter 178 This makes sense

The morning sunlight fills people with hope.

If I had to pick the most comfortable thing, it would be waking up in the morning to find a mature and beautiful married woman lying next to me.

That way you don't have to think about too many things, just enjoy being comfortable.

Shirakawa Natsu lay in that position for a while, cooperating well, and didn't even break a sweat throughout the whole process.

The only regret is that it didn't achieve the desired exercise effect.

He got off Aunt Mafei, spread his legs and sat above her head, skillfully putting the food into her mouth.

Based on last night's experience, you don't need to do anything at this point; just lie down and enjoy yourself.

The expected sucking did not occur.

Hojo Maki opened her beautiful eyes, looking at him with icy eyes filled with endless chill.

Shirakawa Natsumi trembled, and her retorting motions stopped.

Their eyes met, and then there was a moment of silence.

The morning sun, under this cold gaze, offered no warmth whatsoever.

Shirakawa Natsu quickly came to her senses. No, Aunt Maki was fully conscious yesterday, so she shouldn't be afraid.

A smile appeared on her face: "Good morning, Aunt Mafei."

Hojo Maki remained silent, staring coldly at him.

The mouth that used to suck automatically has become terrifying; it no longer has that comfortable feeling of putting something in and enjoying it.

Shirakawa Natsu considered whether or not to draw it first.

Hojo Maki raised her head, vomited, and then sat up straight.

"I..." Shirakawa Natsumi had just opened his mouth when Hojo Maki reached out and grabbed his arm unexpectedly, pulling hard.

He felt completely out of control of his body, and with her force, he was twisted and pressed onto the bed, unable to move.

"Ah!" Shirakawa Natsu involuntarily cried out in pain; he was all too familiar with this grappling technique.

In the movie, this is how the police subdue the criminals; it looks really cool when watching the movie.

It really happened to me; it felt like my arm had been twisted off.

He only resisted briefly, but a sharp pain shot through his joints, causing him to lose control of his body and be subdued.

These delicate hands were holding his penis just yesterday, giving him a good blowjob. He even kissed them; they felt so soft and smooth.

Her soft, boneless body, which he could manipulate at will, now held him firmly in place, preventing him from making any move to resist.

"Wait, it hurts...it hurts." Shirakawa Natsu exclaimed as half of her body was pressed into the soft bed and her face was also held down.

Hojo Maki's voice came from beside her ear: "Having sexual relations with an intoxicated woman without her consent is considered 'other means,' and if the victim is unable to resist, it is rape. According to the criminal law, if the evidence is conclusive, the sentence can be imprisonment for four to ten years."

"??" A question mark popped up above Shirakawa Natsumi's head. The system had already clearly stated that she was awake last night.

Moreover, the level of coordination during penetration makes it impossible for it to be rape.

Shirakawa Natsu's first reaction was that he had been tricked, but he quickly realized that something was wrong; Aunt Maki had no reason to trick him.

If we must pinpoint any animosity between the two, it's that he was there filming Miyuki's outrageous antics the entire time.

However, it is an undeniable fact that this improved her relationship with Inagawa Hanahi.

Judging from their interactions, she had no ill intentions towards him; in fact, she helped him on several occasions during the Xia Ye incident.

Facing a sentence of more than four years in prison, even if he has the Yellow Hair App, is he going to go to prison to complete tasks? Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine.

"Aunt Maki, please don't joke like that." Shirakawa Natsu felt a sharp pain in her arm and was also a little annoyed.

Yesterday, we had an in-depth discussion and talked about business worth hundreds of millions of yuan. We were all in sync and felt very comfortable.

Shirakawa Natsumi could sense that Hojo Maki had felt very satisfied yesterday.

Today, she showed no mercy to Bao. Judging from the pain in her arm, she didn't hold back at all; she used the same force as when apprehending a suspect.

“Save those words for the judge,” Hojo Maki said, then reached under the bed and pulled out a handcuff, snapping it onto his wrist with a “click.”

Shirakawa Natsu was now lying face down on the bed, her hands cuffed behind her back.

These are not sex toys with ear handcuffs, but real police handcuffs.

Hojo Maki got out of bed, swept her long hair back and tied it up, instantly transforming from a beautiful, mature wife into a dashing policewoman.

However, when she got up, the liquid flowed down her inner thighs. She had put too much inside last night, and she had only come once this morning.

It had been filled long ago, and as soon as he stood up, it finally started to flow out.

Hojo Maki didn't mind at all. She took out a tissue from the side, wiped herself, bent down to pick up the underwear that had been thrown on the ground, and put it on.

Shirakawa Natsumi's body was unable to move on the bed, his mind racing. After quickly sorting through all the details, he didn't know Hojo Maki's true purpose, but it seemed like she was serious, not just playing around or being childish: "Aunt Maki, don't wrong me. You were the one who got drunk and took the initiative to seduce me."

Judging from the current situation, Hojo Maki is going to have some wild ideas.

He wasn't afraid, and he had another advantage: a newly adult student from Dongda University was invited to his home by a mature and beautiful married woman.

Since she has the money to hire a lawyer, if things really escalate, she might not be able to convict herself.

Moreover, if the lawsuit drags on long enough, she will be ruined, which is what Shirakawa Natsu can't understand the most.

"Do you want proof?" Hojo Maki reached behind her back and fastened her bra. The beautiful married woman was only wearing a bra and panties. Her skin was smooth and supple in the morning sunlight. After being nourished by a man, her complexion was much better than yesterday.

But now she wants to send the man who nourishes her to prison.

She didn't put her coat back on, but sat back on the bed, took out her phone, crossed her legs, and dangled her sexy feet in the air.

Shirakawa Natsu had no interest in her beloved jade feet; instead, she focused her attention on the phone she had taken out.

It was an app that connected to a camera, and it was playing a video of what happened yesterday.

In the scene, Shirakawa Natsu moves the obviously drunk Hojo Maki onto the bed, and then reaches out to stroke her silk-stockinged feet.

Then he unbuttoned her shirt, took off her bra, and bit her breast.

Throughout the entire process, Hojo Maki kept her eyes closed, her face a picture of drunkenness and unconsciousness, beautiful and delicate, evoking an involuntary desire to protect her.

Shirakawa Natsu clearly remembered that when she took off her bra yesterday, she slightly raised her chest to make it easier for her to remove it.

But these things are not visible on the surveillance footage. In the video, he is a pervert who takes advantage of the married woman's drunkenness and vents all his beastly desires on her, and the whole process lasts for more than 6 hours.

Try every possible position, and you'll become a sex demon.

Shirakawa Natsu's face was dark. He used many positions last night because Hojo Maki was very cooperative.

Make him comfortable and effortless with very small movements.

Of course, these things cannot be seen on surveillance cameras.

The Hojo Maki in the video looks frail and helpless, which evokes pity.

Shirakawa Natsu noticed that the earliest video on the app was on the 15th, which was the day after he offered to help Hojo Maki plan the Yan Kingdom route.

She installed a hidden camera in her room on that day.

After he showed interest in her and expressed his desire to pursue her, Hojo Maki immediately installed a camera and waited for today.

"Is this evidence enough?" Hojo Maki narrowed her eyes, her former allure replaced by the authority of a police inspector.

"Hmph." Shirakawa Natsu sneered, "Judging from the timing of when you installed the surveillance cameras, I have reason to suspect that you plotted against me, and the judge will also take this factor into consideration."

Hojo Maki glanced at him sideways: "It's perfectly reasonable for me to have my male subordinates move into my house to prevent them from messing around in my room and to temporarily install cameras."

"You..." Shirakawa Natsumi was the most confused. Could this also be part of her plan? Just how far had she planned it?

The events of the past few days flashed through his mind, from how he infiltrated the police station to how Hojo Maki dispelled his suspicions, and how he took advantage of Hojo Maki's feigned drunkenness to complete his mission. Where exactly did things go wrong?

Wait a minute, Shirakawa Natsu suddenly realized something: everything was going too smoothly.

Given Hojo Maki's many years of experience as a detective, why would she so easily lower her guard against him?

He clearly did that kind of thing to her with Mikoto.

Shirakawa Natsumi's heart sank more and more as he thought about it. Just yesterday, he had mocked Mukai Yu for thinking he was the male protagonist of a harem manga.

He realized he had made the same mistake; he had underestimated the married woman in front of him.

Now that things have come to this point, looking back from a different angle reveals many more unreasonable aspects.

Judging from Yu Mukai's reaction to Maki Hojo, Maki Hojo had not shown any affection for him at least before.

Hojo Maki's acting skills are all top-notch, so why was it that I could see through her so easily?

And that box of medicine—I could tell it was for Mukai Yu. Didn't she know that? Why did she give it to me?

But then I realized something was wrong. The medicine was purchased half a month ago, before I even arrived, and before I even received the mission.

It's impossible for Hojo Maki to have the ability to foresee the future.

why.

Too many questions swirled in Shirakawa Natsu's mind; the whole thing seemed illogical.

His expression was uncertain, while Hojo Maki sat beside him without urging him on. She turned on the video, which was playing.

They turned the volume up, and a man's suppressed breathing came through the speaker. It wasn't loud, but it made people blush.

“Let’s lay our cards on the table.” Shirakawa Natsu gave up thinking and relaxed. “If you really accuse me of rape, I will hire the best lawyer to defend me.”

You know I have money and a lot of room to maneuver. No matter the final outcome, you'll definitely lose more than you gain. Imagine this isn't the ending you want. So, what exactly is your purpose? We don't need to beat around the bush.

This is one of the advantages of a capitalist society: as long as you have money, you can still pull off many shady legal maneuvers.

"Okay." Hojo Maki smiled charmingly, transforming from a dignified policewoman into a captivating and alluring wife.

Shirakawa Natsu was astonished. This change in demeanor was such a waste of her talents to be a police officer.

He glanced at Hojo Maki's crossed legs; although she had just wiped with toilet paper, the amount was so large that it was already soaked.

It features a hollow design, with black and transparent white blending together.

Chapter 179 The Final Truth

Shirakawa Natsu once thought she knew Aunt Maki well enough, but now she realizes she was wrong.

She is a dignified and intellectual police assistant.

She is a mother who can endure humiliation and sacrifice everything for her daughter.

She was a charming, beautiful, and self-moving widow.

At this moment, she was different from what people had expected; she was only wearing underwear, revealing her mature and sexy figure.

Her face wore an enigmatic smile, like a beautiful succubus hiding behind a curtain, finally revealing her horns and fangs.

Shirakawa Natsu had no interest in appreciating the beauty; her face was grim. "From what point did it begin?"

He wanted to know exactly when Hojo Maki started plotting against him, when she realized he was the target, and how she set up this scheme, ultimately leading to this outcome.

“From the very beginning, when you stepped into the police station and first came to my office,” Hojo Maki looked down at him, a playful glint in her eyes—the look of an adult watching a child struggling to perform a clumsy lie: “when you thought you had fooled me.”

Shirakawa Natsu suffered a sudden cardiac arrest. He hated that look in his eyes, feeling as if everything about him had been seen through, and he felt like a clown.

He wanted to vent his anger, but reason calmed him down; he needed to know where he had failed.

Adjust your mindset and calm your breathing: "I shouldn't have shown any intention of having any designs on you."

“Yes, you deliberately acted as if you wanted nothing.” Hojo Maki leaned slightly forward, her openwork bra barely covering her chest, revealing large expanses of her snow-white skin: “You didn’t peek at my chest.”

Hojo Maki's words struck Shirakawa Natsumi's mind like a thunderbolt, and he suddenly realized the crux of the problem.

Whenever he encountered Hojo Maki, he would steal glances at her chest. After all, with such a size, if he encountered her in real life, he couldn't resist looking, thinking, "Why not take a look?"

This time, in order to avoid revealing that Hojo Maki was interested in her, she deliberately controlled her gaze and acted as if she had no sexual interest in her at all.

“You’re deliberately hiding your sexual interest in me.” Hojo Maki continued to analyze: “If my daughter were here, it could be interpreted as you wanting to pursue my daughter and be behaving like a gentleman, but since there’s no one else around, and you’re still deliberately controlling your gaze, then your only target is me.”

"What about Yu Mukai?" Shirakawa Natsu asked. "Was your affection for him fake too? And the heatstroke prevention medicine, you deliberately showed me the dates, didn't you?"

“It’s true.” Hojo Maki admitted directly: “I have feelings for him because he reminds me of my husband. We were both rookie police officers, enthusiastic but incompetent, yet full of love.”