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

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That playful look in her eyes is like a younger version of Ma Fei.

“It’s no use you staying here any longer. Mom has to make a statement.” Hua Fei shrugged, her gaze sweeping over Shirakawa Natsu. “I’m quite surprised that you dared to break the ice with Mom. You’ve become a responsible man.”

"Don't bother me if there's nothing wrong." Shirakawa Natsu waved his hand impatiently. He wanted to talk back, but then he suddenly remembered that Hanabi was actually three years older than him.

"Hehe~ Then I'm really going back." Hua Fei smiled: "I wanted to comfort you on behalf of Mom."

"What the hell?" Shirakawa Natsu asked, puzzled.

Hua Fei smiled mysteriously, a smile that seemed to conceal some kind of mischievous prank, yet also revealed a strange tenderness.

She reached out and elegantly pinned her long hair up at the back of her head, like the hairstyle her aunt often wore to work, revealing her slender, fair neck.

Then, she gently squatted down, facing Shirakawa Natsu, and their eyes met at that moment.

Shirakawa Natsu felt a sudden, inexplicable tension. His heart raced. What was this guy planning to do, given his position and posture?

"Xia Xia." Hua Fei suddenly lowered her voice, her tone very much like Ma Fei's: "I was wrong, please punish me."

After she finished speaking, she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out onto her lips.

"..." Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. Was this some serious attempt? But looking down at the woman who resembled a younger version of an aunt, he suppressed his impulse and turned his head away: "No! I'm not that kind of person!"

The next second, Hua Fei suddenly reached out and hugged his leg, leaning her head over.

"Ah! Let go!" Shirakawa Natsu struggled, but her voice grew softer and softer.

A quarter of an hour later.

Hua Fei swallowed hard, took out a tissue to wipe her lips, glanced at Bai Chuanxia beside her, and burst out laughing.

"Hey, why are you making that face?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Shirakawa Natsu's eyes were clear, devoid of worldly desires. She sighed softly, "I really am not a qualified blondie."

Hua Fei stood up, her eyes gentle, and patted his back: "Go back, I'll figure something out about Mom."

"Hmm?" Shirakawa Natsu looked suspicious.

“You’ve already come clean with Mom yourself. If I just wait, it’s not in my nature.” Hua Fei shrugged.

"?" Shirakawa Natsu narrowed one eye. Hanahi saw him being kicked out by his aunt. Did she think he was telling his aunt that he wanted to marry them both?

Chapter 717 is quite confusing.

"Good luck." Hua Fei gently patted Shirakawa Natsu's back, her eyes brimming with undisguised joy, a stark contrast to her sarcastic and unpredictable demeanor towards Shirakawa Natsu these past few days.

Shirakawa Natsu's expression turned strange. He hesitated, his lips slightly parted, then closed tightly again, unsure whether he should tell Hana the truth.

How could he possibly tell Hua Fei that he was kicked out by his aunt not because she wanted to marry him?

"Ahem, okay, I'll try my best." Shirakawa Natsu nodded gently, as a response to Hanahi's encouragement.

As Shirakawa Natsu walked away, he felt Hanabi still watching him from behind, and thought of the expectation and trust that filled Hanabi's clear eyes.

"I'm so damned good!"

Hua Fei returned to her room, a barely perceptible smile playing on her lips.

She gently closed the door, her gaze sweeping across her mother's room before finally settling on Kanna, who was sitting on the sofa.

Kanna was distracted at the moment; her hands were tightly clasped together, showing her anxiety and unease.

Hana walked over to Kanna, sat down gracefully, leaned slightly towards Kanna, and said in a soft but mischievous tone, "Hehe~ Shall we team up?"

Upon hearing this, Kanna suddenly raised her head, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

She looked at Hua Fei, seemingly unable to believe her ears.

But Hua Fei's confident and composed smile made her believe it to some extent.

"You...you mean it?" Kanna's voice trembled slightly. Ever since Nao came, she has been able to hit the mark every time.

Her blood pressure had been consistently high, which had made her lose confidence.

Kanna gradually comes to realize that among her mother, sister, and Nao, she is actually the weakest one.

That is, she can occasionally take on the role of mother and daughter and manipulate Shirakawa Natsumi.

"Of course it's true." Hua Fei nodded with a smile, her gaze sweeping over her chest: "You have a special advantage."

Kanna inherited her aunt Maki's great figure; she's basically a younger version of Maki.

"Fine!" Kanna faced reality and knew that she was no longer able to possess Shirakawa Natsu.

I'm really unwilling to quit.

Meanwhile, Shirakawa Natsu dragged her weary steps back to her apartment.

He pushed open the door, and a familiar yet desolate atmosphere rushed towards him.

The apartment was empty; Miyuki wasn't there. She was still busy dealing with Hirose Iku's affairs and wouldn't be back for the next few days.

Shirakawa Natsu plopped down on the sofa, his mind a complete mess.

Aunt Mafei's angry expression lingered in his mind.

He sighed, feeling as if he were trapped in an inescapable predicament.

Reality isn't a novel. Maki would never agree to him being with Hana and Kanna, but if she didn't get together with Hana and Kanna, she would be toying with her daughter's feelings.

"Damn! They're exploiting a bug here!"

Shirakawa Natsu covered her head, speechless.

Suddenly, the door clicked open, and a light footstep followed.

Nao ran in with a cheerful smile, her face beaming with an innocent and carefree joy, as if a refreshing breeze had dispelled the stuffiness in the room.

"I heard the door open next door, so I came over."

Nao, without any hesitation, sat down next to Shirakawa Natsu. Seeing Shirakawa Natsu's troubled expression, she smiled and gently hugged her, saying softly:

"Are you feeling down? Let me give you a hug."

"Are you an angel?" Shirakawa Natsu felt the warmth and softness emanating from Nao, and the restlessness and unease in her heart seemed to be soothed instantly.

He gently hugged Nao back, placing his hand on her leg.

It feels smooth and soft to the touch.

It's late at night, and she's wearing loungewear and sheer black stockings.

Shirakawa Natsumi was heartbroken. She wore black stockings and waited for him to come home, making up an excuse that she only came because she heard the door open.

Nao's embrace with her black-stockinged, jade-like feet seemed to possess a magical power, gradually calming Shirakawa Natsu's emotions.

"Are you still worried about Maki?" Nao got out of his arms and sat on his lap, her movements natural, guiding Shirakawa Natsu to put his arm around her waist.

“Yes.” Shirakawa Natsu hugged Nao, feeling very happy. Nao had a very girlish figure, and he had a strong feeling of completely holding her in his arms.

Nao understood perfectly, and gently wriggled in his arms, rhythmically nuzzling against Xia.

Shirakawa Natsu didn't know what was going on, but naturally, Natsu ended up on Nao's thigh, feeling the thigh wrapped in black stockings.

"Hehe~ Although my stance is that I hope you have as few women around you as possible." Nao ran her fingers along the stockings, tearing open a small opening.

Then let Xia put it in, and then use your soft, gentle palms to press and massage it.

"But I'd rather see you happy, so..."

Nao tilted her head back and gently kissed his lips:

"Actually, Xia Jun, you don't need to think so much. Just choose whichever option will make you happy. I'll always stand by you and support you~"

As she gently massaged her palms, Xia vomited under her stockings.

Shirakawa Natsu let out a long breath, looking at Nao's pretty face in his arms, speechless: "Nao, are you a succubus? You're getting cuter and cuter."

Nao actually looks quite innocent, but she also has a very seductive quality.

"Hehe~ Because I like you." Nao turned over and sat on his lap, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Turn around." Shirakawa Natsu turned her over and placed her on the sofa. This time, he didn't want to take the usual approach.

"Hmm." Nao covered her mouth with the back of her hand, closed her eyes slightly, and made a cute, cat-like sound.

Shirakawa Natsu took a deep breath. When it came to experiences, his aunt was the most gentle and accommodating. She would smile gently, turn around and look at him with an encouraging expression.

Nao is the cutest; she always makes adorable sounds.

Miyuki, on the other hand, is able to find satisfaction in this, and his physical constitution is the most unique.

"Natsu." Nao turned her head, her eyes glazed over. "Kiss me."

"Mmm." Shirakawa Natsu lowered his head and kissed her lips.

That night, he held Nao close; her petite body pressed against his, he felt especially safe.

Time comes the next day.

Shirakawa Natsu changed his clothes and decided to strike while the iron was hot and get things sorted out with his aunt.

Suddenly, the cell phone rang.

Shirakawa Natsu saw that the caller ID showed Hanahi's name, and with a strange expression, answered the phone.

"Yes, it's me." Hua Fei's voice came from the other end of the phone, tinged with mystery and amusement. "I have something I'd like to talk to you about. Would it be convenient for us to meet? I'll send you the address to my phone."

Shirakawa Natsu hesitated slightly, knowing there was no way to avoid it: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, I looked at the address Hua Fei had sent me: a couples' hotel.

"?" Shirakawa Natsumi asked, a question mark appearing above her head. Getting involved with Hanabi was definitely never a good thing.

Chapter 718 Group Photo of Three

Shirakawa Natsu stepped into the hotel lobby, where the magnificent chandelier emitted a soft glow. After receiving Hanabi's text message, he felt distracted.

His aunt hasn't answered his calls all day; she's clearly still angry.

Receiving calls from my two daughters at this time was a very delicate situation.

As Shirakawa Natsu stood in the elevator, his mood grew heavier with each tick of the numbers.

He took a deep breath and felt terrible. He began to understand the meaning of "the hardest thing to bear is a beautiful woman's kindness"—knowing full well that things might go badly, yet having no right to refuse.

He walked down the corridor to the designated room, stood in front of the door, raised his hand, and rhythmically knocked on the door according to the code in the text message.

He struck three short and one long note.

The door suddenly opened.

A pair of slender arms suddenly reached out from the darkness, grabbed his wrists tightly, and dragged him into the room.

The curtains in the room were tightly closed, and the lights were off, blocking out all light from the outside world and shrouding the entire space in darkness.

He recognized her as Hua Fei; she was wearing a light, thin dress, the fabric gleaming softly in the dim light.

Shirakawa Natsu frowned and said speechlessly, "What are you doing? You're dressed perfectly fine, why aren't you turning on the light?"

When he was pulled in, he thought Hanafei would play some weird games, but she was dressed perfectly fine.

Hua Fei turned around, her eyes filled with a smile, as if she were teasing him.

She gently took Shirakawa Natsu's hand, her voice alluring: "Come here, I'll give you a present."

Hanabi gently took Shirakawa Natsu's hand and pulled him to the bedside.

In the dim light.

Shirakawa Natsu's gaze was drawn to a huge gift box on the bed.

The gift box was wrapped in beautiful paper and tied with a gorgeous ribbon in a delicate bow.

On one corner of the cardboard box, there was a small hole, as if it were extending some kind of mysterious invitation to him.

"..." Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. What was this strange sense of familiarity?

Hua Fei's body, like a soft vine, tightly wrapped around his wrist.

He felt a faint force guiding him forward.

Hua Fei leaned against his back and whispered in his ear, "Try it. It's your gift. You should know how to use it, right?"