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

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Miyu looked at him and smiled, "Thank you."

After she finished speaking, she pointed to her back and said, "Can you help me clean it up? I want to apply some medicine."

Shirakawa Natsu glanced at it; the bloody mixture was still stuck together, which must have been quite uncomfortable. She nodded and said, "Okay."

He figured out the pattern: as long as he inflicted enough pain on his brother, and combined it with the blond-haired man's massage techniques to make her feel pleasure, Miyuki would enter that morbid state of sexual arousal.

The video was filmed just now; he didn't need to participate in any hands-on activities.

As a result, Miyuki got into a state of aggression and pulled him into it.

There's been an increase in useless knowledge related to brothers.

I don't know if this combination of pain and blond massage works for everyone, or only for people who are naturally masochistic.

We need to conduct more experiments in the future.

Undoubtedly, although the skills redeemed by the Huangmao APP are a bit strange, they can be incredibly useful if developed properly.

As he pondered, he injected water into Miyuki's body, causing her to grit her teeth and groan.

Evening arrived quickly, and the doorbell rang incessantly.

"You're here." Shirakawa Natsu called out, walked to the door and opened it: "Why are you here today?"

A pretty figure jumped out from the side, carrying two shopping bags. She said with a grin, "How did Xia know it was me? I was hiding, trying to scare Xia."

"Come on," Shirakawa Natsumi pouted. "Only you would ring the doorbell like that."

Everyone else just presses it once, but Jingu Nao keeps pressing it.

"I can't control myself just thinking about seeing Natsu soon~" Jingu Nao bumped into his arms and picked up the shopping bag: "Is Miyuki-neechan home? I think she must need a big dinner to heal her."

"Hmm, she's lying in bed, still not recovered." When Bai Chuanxia cleaned her up, she discovered that her brother had a serious problem.

The intestines cannot possibly have excitatory points, but Shirakawa Natsumi has probably given her too much stimulation these past two days.

This led to a kind of muscle connection developing in her mind.

After washing up, she invited him again, but he refused. Shirakawa Natsu didn't want to die suddenly.

Without the help of the blond-haired massage technique, and unable to do it herself, Miyuki complained quite a bit.

"Hehe~" Seeing him thinking, Jingu Nao hooked one arm around his neck and wrapped her long, black-stockinged leg around his calf, rubbing it up and down: "Natsu, do you want to eat first, take a shower first, or eat me first~"

"Get away, get away." Shirakawa Natsu ruthlessly pushed her away; he was now a person without worldly desires.

"Natsume is so naughty, have you already entered the 'couple's boredom' phase so quickly?" Jingu Nao chuckled and rubbed her head against him, then skipped and hopped off to the kitchen with her shopping bags in hand.

Shirakawa Natsu stood outside the kitchen door, watching her skillfully take the vegetables out of the shopping bag, wash them under the tap, and then cut and plate them. She was like a lively canary, hopping around and humming a song.

It's clear that cooking for Shirakawa Natsu makes her very happy.

"How wonderful." A smile involuntarily crept onto Shirakawa Natsu's lips. He had been in love with two women.

The first one is Hashimoto Arina, who appeared beside him as a goddess.

Mature, gentle, kind, and understanding—she seems to embody all the best qualities of a woman.

This is also related to the fact that the two are seven years apart in age.

Their relationship was one of mutual redemption.

Hashimoto Arina is more like an older sister; she would stand quietly behind him, gently caring for him.

They will give silently and subtly, without making any demands or seeking anything in return.

Unlike Jingu Nao, Shirakawa Natsu experienced the kind of love that exists between people of the same age through her.

She is lively and cheerful, she can pout and throw little tantrums, and she will show him her heart without reservation. She loves passionately and without hesitation.

The two can hold hands, playfully tease each other, and face life together.

Their married lives will be vastly different from those of Hashimoto Arina and Jingu Nao.

Before you leave for work in your uniform, if you ask her to, she will squat down and take you all in, gently enveloping you with tender movements. Even after the explosion, she will still gently wait for you to slowly return to normal.

Throughout the entire process, the eye contact will only reveal tenderness. Only after swallowing will she clean you up and then go to work with you.

Jingu Nao is completely different. She will playfully use both hands, even rubbing her cheeks against the object, her eyes full of mischief. Your hands can't be idle either; it's impossible to just enjoy it. In the end, whether she pulls open her collar or lifts her skirt depends on your performance.

If you were to ask Shirakawa Natsumi who she likes more, of course she'd want them all. Isn't it great to have an older sister gently massaging your back from behind?

However, Shirakawa Natsu felt that she would talk more with Jingu Nao, and that there would be no secrets between them if it weren't for the blonde app.

"Natsu must be thinking about something strange." Jingu Nao finished cooking, grinned, and circled around him. "Staring blankly at your girlfriend cooking, let me guess, it must be a naked apron, right? If Natsu begs me, I'll do it~"

"I'm thinking about serious things." Shirakawa Natsumi pouted, picked up the dishes from the kitchen, and placed them on the dining table.

Miyu came downstairs. She had already applied the medicine and was now able to sit down and eat.

Jingu Nao is a very good cook; this time she didn't make any strange dishes with marinated fatty meat.

It looked and smelled delicious, and she kept chattering away.

Even if Shirakawa Natsu didn't go to school today, she still knew which professor made a fool of himself, who was arguing with whom in the classroom, and that the little white dog and little yellow dog that the aunt downstairs raised got together.

Where Jingu Nao is, there is always joy. This meal was very relaxing, and the gloom of the past few days was swept away.

Miyuki returned to her room after leaving the house.

Shirakawa Natsu and Jingu Nao sat on the sofa watching TV.

She lay on her side on the sofa, constantly tapping on her phone, her long, black-stockinged legs resting on Shirakawa Natsu's thighs.

Shirakawa Natsu wasn't watching TV seriously either; he was guessing at his brother's plan. He needed to take advantage of the opportunity to complete the side quest, as those thirty points were extremely important to him.

He held and kneaded Jingu Nao's black-stockinged feet in his hands.

Miyuki's feet are sexy; these mature woman's feet just make you want to rub them.

Kimura Momo's feet are so perfect they're like works of art, meant to be held in your hands and admired from afar, not to be touched indecently.

Jingu Nao has the most girlish charm. Wearing sheer black stockings, she exudes a youthful innocence mixed with a touch of sexiness, making her the perfect character to play with.

"Xia, what's your ID number?" Jingu Nao asked while pressing her phone.

"Oh, is that so..." Shirakawa Natsumi asked curiously after finishing her report, "Why do you need my ID card?"

“Buy tickets~” Jingu Nao put down her phone, sat up with a grin, and wrapped her arms around his neck: “Let’s go to the place where I was born this weekend.”

"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, then remembered that she had indeed promised Jingu Nao.

However, the situation has changed, and what was once an easy task has become increasingly complicated.

Moreover, it seems that Miyuki is planning to cause more trouble, and it's unclear how long that will take.

"Nao, I still don't know where you were born?" Shirakawa Natsu decided to check how far it was first. If it was a day trip, she should be able to find the time.

“Hehe, look.” Nao Jingu held up her phone to him.

Shirakawa Natsumi looked at the screen and was horrified to see the words "Russian Federation" written all over it.

“It’s just that I was born there,” Jingu Nao laughed. “There’s visa-free entry, so I can board the plane directly.”

"That's not the problem." Seeing that she wasn't joking, Shirakawa Natsu covered her forehead with her hand: "Isn't this too far?"

"Natsu doesn't want to come with me?" Jingu Nao blinked her eyes as she looked at Shirakawa Natsu.

“Of course not.” Shirakawa Natsu scratched her head. “But I need to help Miyuki with some things recently, so…”

"Sure~" Jingu Nao said with a smile, "What is it? Can I help you?"

"Of course not." Shirakawa Natsu quickly waved his hand. How could they let Jingu Nao know what they had done? He was quickly searching for an excuse in his mind: "She was dealing with Kanna's matter."

Jingu Nao looked at Shirakawa Natsu and suddenly said, "Natsu, why did you lie to me?"

"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback.

“Natsu isn’t good at lying.” Jingu Nao placed her hand on Shirakawa Natsu’s chest. “It’s beating really fast here, so please don’t lie to me.”

“I…” Shirakawa Natsu was speechless for a moment. What could he say? Threatening Hojo Maki with a strange video.

Or perhaps it's about his involvement with the "Yellow Hair" app—these are things that absolutely cannot be told to Jingu Nao.

The incident happened so suddenly that he didn't even have time to come up with a suitable excuse.

"I'm sorry, I asked a question I shouldn't have." Jingu Nao withdrew her foot and stood up from his embrace. "I'm going back."

Chapter 116 Different Kinds of Love

Jingu Nao ran to the entrance, quickly slipped her feet into her little leather boots, pushed open the door, and ran away.

"Nao, wait!" Shirakawa Natsu panicked, stood up immediately, and followed her out the door.

He chased after her and saw Jingu Nao still pressing the elevator button, so he quickly went up and grabbed her hand.

Jingu Nao looked at the elevator without turning around, letting him hold her hand.

“I… hate being lied to the most,” came Nao Jingu’s voice.

Shirakawa Natsu stood behind her, unable to see her expression, though she had impulsively chased after her.

But I can't tell her about either the Huangmao APP or the matter with Mizhishi.

If she makes up a lie on the spot and then gets caught, it will disappoint Jingu Nao even more.

He opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

After a long pause, he finally said, "Nao, I'll go with you this weekend, anywhere, okay..."

He had only spoken halfway when Jingu Nao suddenly turned around, her eyes red and glistening with tears.

Shirakawa Natsu was stunned for a moment when she saw the lively and cheerful Jingu Nao with such an expression for the first time.

"Is Natsu making a deal with me, hiding something from me in exchange for doing something for me?" Jingu Nao's tears welled up even faster, on the verge of spilling over: "So Natsu doesn't want to go on his own, but feels that as my boyfriend he should go with me?"

“I…” Shirakawa Natsu was speechless for a moment.

“I know this kind of love will put a lot of pressure on Natsu, although…” Jingu Nao said, as if she was using all her strength, “Even though I’m this kind of girl, I still hope that Natsu can love me! Just like I love Natsu! Although I know that love can’t demand that the other person give as much as I give, I… I will still be heartbroken!”

After she finished speaking, the elevator doors behind her opened, and she took a step back and jumped into the elevator.

Shirakawa Natsumi hadn't recovered from the shock of what had just happened and instinctively reached out to stop the elevator doors from closing.

Then he suddenly realized that he was standing in a position that was just out of reach of the elevator door.

He just watched as the elevator doors closed.

He hurriedly pressed the button for another elevator, and a gentle female voice came from beside him.

“Mr. Xia won’t be able to find Miss Jingu.” Kimura Momo stood at her room door, looking at her with a gentle smile: “As long as she doesn’t want you to find her, couples in love should give each other some space to think occasionally, so they can see their true feelings more clearly.”

"When did you get here?" Shirakawa Natsu glanced at the black fox, dressed in loose pajamas with a cartoon fox head printed on them, which was completely out of character for her.

“From the moment you chased after me,” Kimura Momo laughed, “it’s really funny to watch couples argue.”

Shirakawa Natsu was amused by her: "How can you say that with such confidence?"

He stopped pressing the elevator button. Kimura Momo was right; Jingu Nao didn't want him to catch her now.

Moreover, even if we find her, if we can't tell her the truth, it will only disappoint her more.

“Because we’re partners,” Kimura Momo laughed. “Seeing your partner get rejected by a girl is definitely something to be happy about.”

"When was this setting created?" Shirakawa Natsu was speechless. Only after being reminded did she realize that Kimura Momo had said something like that, but she was a yokai and rarely saw people.

Their way of getting along cannot be viewed from a normal human perspective.

"Want to mate with me?" Kimura Momo laughed. "When you're in a bad mood, sleeping with a beautiful woman can effectively reduce mental stress."

Shirakawa Natsu was stunned for a moment, his heart fluttering for the thought of Kimura Momo, with her stunning beauty, giving him oral sex.

Then, smearing it on her face, in a sense, does relieve stress.

But the thought only lasted for a moment before it was suppressed. He had just had a conflict with Jingu Nao, and now he was thinking about women. Men are truly creatures easily controlled by desire.

"Never mind, I'm tired today, I want to go to bed early." Shirakawa Natsu waved to her and walked back to her apartment.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Miyuki coming out after taking a shower, holding only a towel in her hand, and not wearing any clothes.

Shirakawa Natsu glanced at him and then looked away. The two had already made many private deals, and were usually quite casual with each other.

"Did you have a fight with Jingu Nao?" After drying herself off, Miyuki took a can of beer from the refrigerator and sat back on the sofa.

"Hmm, it's nothing." Shirakawa Natsu didn't tell Minoki about his relationship with Jingu Nao.