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

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"Time is almost up," Miyuki reminded him softly, his voice deep and magnetic.

"Alright~ then I'll hand the bride over to you." Nao smiled, took Arina's hand, and gently placed it in Mikoto's hand:

"You must fulfill your duties as a best man properly."

Miyuki smiled and took Arina's hand from Nao's.

"I'm leaving now~" Nao waved to the two of them, a smile on her face, and quickly left the dressing room.

A brief silence fell over the dressing room after she left.

With only Arina and Mikoto remaining, the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat awkward.

Youcai felt a little awkward for a moment and didn't know what to say.

She glanced furtively at Miyuki beside her, only to find that he was also looking at her.

"Thank you." Miyuki suddenly spoke, her voice sincere. She gave Arina a warm smile, completely different from her usual cool image.

"Huh?" Youcai was taken aback, clearly not understanding why Mi Zhiyu wanted to thank her.

“You were the one who took care of him during those years in the hospital.” Mikoto looked at Arina calmly: “Every time I visited him, although he was weak, he would excitedly tell me about the funny things he did while spying on you, and some shameful fantasies.”

As she said this, a smile flashed in Miyuki's eyes, as if she were reminiscing about those wonderful times.

Miyuki paused for a moment, then continued, "You are his sun."

Youcai was taken aback, her eyes involuntarily reddening. She immediately turned her head away, gently covering her eyes with one hand, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Miyu handed Arina a tissue, waiting for her to calm down, then gently took her hand and said, "Let's go."

Arina nodded, gave Miyuki a grateful look, and followed her out of the dressing room.

The two walked side by side down the long corridor, and finally, they stood in front of the door they were about to push open.

The emcee's voice could be heard coming from the other side of the door.

Arina and Mikoto stood in front of the door waiting. She took a deep breath and suddenly said, "Actually, at that time I just treated every patient equally."

After finishing her sentence, Arina looked at Miyuki's handsome face and smiled, "Perhaps he just didn't want to hurt you, so he made you think he liked me."

Upon hearing this, Mikoto's outstretched hand, which was about to push open the door, suddenly froze in mid-air. She stared blankly at Yoko, a hint of astonishment flashing in her eyes.

However, Youcai showed a relieved smile, as if she had put down a heavy burden.

She reached out and pushed open the door.

Instantly, amidst the bustling guests and dazzling lights, countless eyes focused on her.

On stage, Master Xuanmu held a microphone, dressed in a sharp suit, and looked very energetic.

His Mediterranean-style head had only two strands of hair left, but he combed them meticulously.

He was taken aback when he saw that a group of people had come out without him even calling them, but his face immediately broke into a smile.

The voice boomed: "It seems the bride can't wait any longer, so please have the best man hand her hand to her husband."

Shirakawa Natsu stood in the middle of the stage, her gaze passing through the crowd as she watched Miyuki slowly walk out, holding Arina's hand.

Wearing a pure white wedding dress, the skirt swayed gently, like an angel descending to earth. Looking at the happy smile on her face, Youcai was so pure and radiant at that moment.

"Women are most beautiful at their weddings, that's so true," Shirakawa Natsu thought to herself.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Kimura Momo, who was also wearing a wedding dress.

Shirakawa Natsumi's expression was subtle. Nao's invitation to Momo to be her bridesmaid was already quite outrageous, but what was even more outrageous was that Momo agreed without any hesitation.

I wonder what kind of strange play it is to watch your ex-girlfriend get married and be her bridesmaid.

As the music played, Shirakawa Natsu slowly walked towards Arina and Miyuki.

He reached out and took Ayane's hand from Miyuki's.

The two looked at each other, and he felt the warmth of Youcai's palm and its slight trembling.

He squeezed her hand tightly, as if to give her strength.

Just then, Arina suddenly gripped Shirakawa Natsu's hand tightly, a happy smile spreading across her face.

She took the initiative, leading Shirakawa Natsu towards the stage with firm steps.

This scene made Shirakawa Natsu feel somewhat dazed, as if he had returned to the time when he was in the hospital, when Ayana held his hand countless times and walked with him in the corridor, giving him strength and courage.

The guests in the audience were also stunned for a moment by this sudden change, and then applause and cheers rose and fell.

Chapter 724 Married Life

Sunlight streams through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the art studio, casting shadows on the canvases and various paintings on the walls.

Youcai sat in front of an unfinished painting, her long hair neatly combed into a bun. Dressed in a light-colored knit sweater and long skirt, she exuded a special tenderness and charm as a newlywed.

She was pouting, her face showing some displeasure.

“Arina-nee~ We’re all set.” Nao sat in Shirakawa Natsu’s lap, beaming, and made a peace sign.

Arina gripped her paintbrush tightly, a hint of resentment in her eyes, and looked at Shirakawa Natsumi.

Shirakawa Natsu felt the complicated look in Arina's eyes, shrugged, and gave an awkward smile.

“Hehe~ Sister Arina, this is what we agreed on.” Nao sat in Shirakawa Natsu’s lap, her slender legs swinging casually, a mischievous look on her face: “If you marry Natsu, you will create paintings for us.”

Upon hearing this, Youcai sighed softly, feeling both amused and annoyed: "Then don't move."

She had mixed feelings. Nao wanted her to marry Shirakawa Natsu, and she was quite happy about it, even though they were together all the time.

But a formal marriage has a special meaning for a woman.

Nao originally said there was no need for too much thanks, just help her with the drawing.

I didn't think much of it since there were vegetables available.

But now, seeing the two of them connected in front of her and asking her to draw it is really going too far.

Husband and lover.

I draw complicated pictures myself.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt.

"Ahem." Shirakawa Natsu coughed lightly to cover her embarrassment, then reached out and gently put her arm around Nao's smooth, slender waist: "Don't be naughty."

Then he lifted Nao off him and handed her a tissue.

"No way, I want a baby!" Nao blinked and ran off with a grin: "I'm going to play with the fox."

Shirakawa Natsu glanced at Arina, quickly picked up her clothes from the ground and put them on. She walked over to Arina's side, looked into her slightly resentful eyes, and said gently, "I remember you have an awards ceremony tonight. I'll go with you."

"Hmm." When Ayana heard that Shirakawa Natsu had offered to keep her company, her resentment subsided a little, and she began to pack up her art supplies.

Shirakawa Natsu quickly and skillfully offered her assistance.

The two quickly packed up their art supplies and returned to their bedroom.

Youcai opened the wardrobe, carefully selected clothes, and finally took out a black evening dress, taking off her loungewear.

“Sister Yu-Cai, it seems like you’ve gotten bigger again.” Shirakawa Natsu watched intently from the side.

He felt that a woman with vegetables must be the kind of woman who is traditionally fertile and easy to raise.

A blush rose on Youcai's face. She glared at him, covered her chest with her hand, changed into an evening dress, let her long hair fall down, and put on sheer black stockings on her jade feet.

The black evening gown clung tightly to Youcai's figure, outlining her graceful silhouette.

The open back reveals her fair skin and elegant back lines, making her already voluptuous figure even more graceful and mature under the dress.

In an instant, she transformed from a gentle wife into a noble goddess.

After changing her clothes, she sat at the dressing table and put on her earrings.

Looking at Ayana's elegant figure, Shirakawa Natsu felt a nameless emotion welling up in his heart. He couldn't help but step forward, gently wrap his arms around her from behind, and hold her slender waist tightly with both hands, feeling the softness of her body.

"Don't be naughty." Yu Cai blushed, glared at Shirakawa Natsu, gently pushed away his hands that were wrapped around her waist, and a hint of shyness appeared on her face.

Even though the two are married, Youcai would still half-heartedly go along with some of his strange ways of playing.

However, when they are together, Arina still shows some shyness, probably because Arina subconsciously still regards Shirakawa Natsu as her younger brother.

Therefore, I instinctively feel ashamed when doing something outrageous.

This made Shirakawa Natsu find her even cuter.

"No, I can't stand it." Shirakawa Natsu hugged Ayana tightly, burying her head deep in the crook of her neck, gently inhaling her unique, faint fragrance.

Youcai only had time to put on an earring on her right ear, and looked at her husband, who was clinging to her like a koala, in the dressing mirror.

His expression was both annoyed and funny.

"We're going to be late for the party," Arina whispered, trying to get Shirakawa Natsumi to let go of her hand.

But Shirakawa Natsu clearly had no intention of letting go; instead, she hugged her even tighter and gently rubbed her face against her shoulder.

Looking at him like this, Youcai affectionately patted his head and said, "I really am both a wife and an older sister."

"Sister Yu-Cai, you would want me to attend the party like this, wouldn't you?" Shirakawa Natsu stood there, with Xia-Xia right in front of her mouth.

"Hmph." Yu Cai gave Shirakawa Natsu a doting eye roll, gently tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. She opened her mouth, revealing her lips, which were still stained with lipstick, making them full and glossy, exuding an indescribable sexy charm.

Shirakawa Natsumi stared intently at Arina's every move, including the changes in her lips.

"Ayumi-nee, your skills have improved so quickly!" Shirakawa Natsumi exclaimed sincerely. In the past, Ayumi didn't mind biting, but her cooking was really just average.

Of course, it's also possible that he was comparing himself to his aunt.

Now that she's married, Youcai has clearly learned a lot and has developed her own unique style. She's gentle and meticulous, like an older sister, and she cleans every corner thoroughly.

Youcai seemed to sense his unease and quickly let go, saying, "Don't get it on my evening dress again. Even I would get angry."

Upon hearing this, Shirakawa Natsu looked somewhat embarrassed: "It was an accident last time."

A smile flashed in Youcai's eyes. Too lazy to expose him, she bit down again. In the process, some of the liquid accidentally slipped from her lips and dripped onto her thighs, which were covered in black stockings.

Shirakawa Natsu cooperated remarkably this time, remaining motionless until the very last shudder.

Youcai sensed something was off and couldn't help but glance at him a few more times while taking small bites.

After he finished, I picked up a wet wipe from the side, and gently wiped him clean before tidying his clothes.

Why are you being so well-behaved today?

Youcai took out a lipstick and started reapplying it to herself in front of the mirror.

"With Sister Cai here, I'm not some kind of pervert." Although Shirakawa Natsumi's eyes were clear, her hands didn't stop, and she moved carefully so as not to wrinkle her dress.

Youcai was a little shy about his intimate actions, but she didn't stop him: "Don't break it."

She was quite worried that Shirakawa Natsu might suddenly have a whim and tear a hole in her stockings or something.

Shirakawa Natsu carefully chose her words before speaking cautiously: "Nao is actually a nice person."

Ayana was focused on applying lipstick when she heard this. She paused, put down her lipstick, and looked at Shirakawa Natsu with doting and tender eyes: "I know she doesn't want me to feel indebted to her, so she deliberately does some excessive things with you in front of me."

"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback; this explanation was unexpected.

He thought it was just Nao's weird hobby.

However, Youcai is an exceptionally kind older sister, so her world is full of kindness and love, and she interprets some behaviors with kindness.

"I see." He smiled gently, finally relieved. It seemed that Ayane and Nao were getting along well after their marriage.

Chapter 725 Auntie is awesome

"Am I looking too formal?" Shirakawa Natsu sat in the passenger seat, adjusting her tie repeatedly.

Maki drove the car steadily, with music playing inside. She heard Shirakawa Natsu's mutterings and glanced at him through the rearview mirror.

With a smile in her eyes: "No, you look very handsome right now."

"Ahem, is that so? What should I say later?" Shirakawa Natsumi felt that Maki's tone was like coaxing a child about to take an exam.

But this was his first time meeting his parents with marriage in mind, and he was incredibly nervous.

"Pfft." Seeing Shirakawa Natsu's nervous expression, Ma Fei couldn't help but chuckle.

"Hey! Auntie, stop laughing, I'm really nervous, okay?" Shirakawa Natsumi looked helpless, secretly glancing at her aunt out of the corner of her eye.