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

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In contrast, Mikoto usually wears jeans, and her long-term exercise has given her very slim thighs, making her look fit and attractive.

But lying down is never as good as the experience of soft, plump flesh.

"Why do I feel so relaxed lying on your lap, even though it's not the most comfortable position?" Shirakawa Natsu opened her eyes and saw Miyuki leaning against the sofa, playing on her phone.

Who knows which girl she's flirting with this time?

Miyuki is the type who doesn't know how to say no. She usually doesn't refuse when female colleagues add her on social media, and she will reply to their messages seriously.

They never developed a romantic relationship, and Shirakawa Natsu didn't intend to interfere.

"Hmph." Miyuki continued playing on her phone, too lazy to even lift her head: "I guess I'm used to it. We've been together for so many years."

"Really?" Shirakawa Natsu rested his head on her lap, his gaze rising to her breasts, a C cup, not particularly large, but firm enough. "I've known other women for quite a few years now, or will our relationships continue to be like we are now?"

Miyu gave him a mocking look that seemed to say, "Do you think I'd know?" and continued playing on her phone.

She took a cigarette out of her pocket, saw him resting his head on her lap, and put the cigarette back on the coffee table.

Shirakawa Natsu rested her head on her lap, one hand reaching under the hem of her T-shirt to unhook her bra from behind, then placing it in front and kneading her breasts.

She has a very nice figure, not as plump as Auntie or Sister Youcai, but she's just the right size.

Miyuki moved her hand forward a little to make it easier for him to do it, while she played on her phone without caring at all.

“You seem to be quite addicted to your phone lately.” Shirakawa Natsumi moved one hand, unlike his aunt who would cooperate by massaging him.

Miyuki mostly ignored his actions, letting him do whatever he wanted without responding.

"Yes, the company has opened an official account." Mikoto turned his phone over, displaying the screen in front of him.

Shirakawa Natsu saw on the screen that the Twitter account was a verified account of Yamagishi Films.

Mi no Shi responded to each of the highly-rated comments.

Shirakawa Natsu casually commented, but Miyuki's reply was incredibly heartwarming.

Let's look at the top few ratings.

"I heard that the person maintaining the official account is a super warm-hearted guy, so I came to check it out."

"Ashi is the best in the world, push me to the top."

"What a sweet older brother! Please release an official photo."

Shirakawa Natsumi withdrew her gaze, her expression strange. Miyuki was handsome, but she was the cool, dark, and charismatic older sister type, and had absolutely nothing to do with a warm man.

Let's look at her reply.

Okay, he's totally like a caring older brother.

Shirakawa Natsu looked up at her face again, then looked down at her phone, covered her face, and realized that no one on the internet knows if there's a dog behind the screen.

I never expected that she was the one running the official website account.

"How's Yamagishi Pictures doing lately?" Shirakawa Natsu almost forgot that he was the general manager.

“It went very smoothly.” Miyuki looked at her phone and said, “With the foundation of the first film, the second film has a good chance of competing for the annual film award.”

“This kind of movie won’t win awards, and it’s not just about box office performance.” Shirakawa Natsu: “I suddenly have a thought about it.”

“Okay, you do it yourself,” Mikoto asked.

"Okay." Shirakawa Natsu hugged her. The two were already very familiar with each other, so there was no need to lift her up, and there was enough room for her.

"You go about your business, I'll do it myself." Shirakawa Natsu walked onto the sofa, spread her arms, and then pressed her body against it.

"Okay." Miyuki replied, picked up her phone, and continued to reply. According to her plan, she would post a novel every day and respond to the most popular comments.

Shirakawa Natsu rubbed against him a couple of times before pressing her body against his.

Unlike other women, Miyuki has high physical strength and endurance, so there is no need to worry about hurting her.

"Hoo..." Shirakawa Natsumi let out a long breath. When he was with Mi no Kumi, he didn't have to worry about anything else.

Anyway, Miyuki is playing on his phone, so let him be.

After working on it for a while, they set their sights on another location.

Miyuki frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Shirakawa Natsu stopped. Now that he's been enhanced, the size is indeed not quite right.

"It's okay." Miyuki closed one eye. "You'll get used to it in a while."

"Hmm." Shirakawa Natsumi then continued moving.

Ten minutes later, he lay on Miyuki's back, not in a hurry to get out, kissed her smooth back, and closed his eyes to enjoy the tenderness for a while.

That's when it came out of her body.

"I'm going to take a shower, want to come with me?" Shirakawa Natsu pulled out a tissue and wiped herself casually.

Miyuki glanced at her phone; it was time for her to start work. She put her phone down and said, "Okay."

The two went to the bathroom together and naturally applied shower gel to each other.

"By the way, I've always had a question." Shirakawa Natsu helped her clean it, since there was quite a bit of lint inside earlier: "Is this part natural or shaved?"

“It’s natural,” Mikoto replied casually, turning on the shower and starting to wash her hair. Her hair was ear-length, so it took her a while to wash it.

Shirakawa Natsu helped her wash up.

Chapter 567 Catch him

In the bathroom, a layer of steam floated in the air. Shirakawa Natsu rested her head on the bathtub, a towel covering her face, her body completely immersed in the warm water.

Miyu sat opposite him, the two of them sitting facing each other, their feet casually touching in their hands.

"That feels so good." Shirakawa Natsu groaned, and after soaking until her whole body felt weak, she pulled the towel off her face.

Through the murky bathwater, I could see Miyuki's legs in the water. She was taller than Shirakawa Natsu, mainly because of her long legs. Her feet were also quite beautiful.

She has a unique sexy charm that comes with being a mature, sophisticated woman.

Shirakawa Natsu suddenly realized that she hadn't played with Mino's feet much before, and upon closer reflection, it was related to the fact that Mino wasn't wearing stockings.

Although I'm not a stocking fetishist, my feet always look sexier when I wear sheer black stockings.

This has to be done with Miyuki. If it's with his aunt, she'll stretch out her feet while he's soaking and use her toes to "serve" him underwater.

I will naturally think of my aunt's sexy feet all the time.

Shirakawa Natsu put her hand in the water, held Mino's foot, and gently stroked it.

Miyuki was still resting with her eyes closed, and he could do whatever he wanted with her.

"Miyuki, will you get jealous?" Shirakawa Natsu rubbed her feet against Xiaoxia's back, which felt quite comfortable, but she didn't move. It wasn't fun to play by herself.

"Hmm?" Miyuki let out a questioning hum that was unclear in meaning.

"For example, when I'm with other women, don't you get jealous?" Shirakawa Natsu asked curiously. "I can hardly imagine what it would be like for you to be jealous like a woman. That would be very interesting."

In his memory, Miyuki was more like a friend than a lover, always staying by his side, a companionship completely different from that between lovers.

"Would you like to give it a try?" Miyuki raised her head, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"Can we still try this?" Shirakawa Natsu sat up from the bathtub, looking puzzled.

"Hmph." Miyuki closed her eyes: "Then let's begin."

"Oh?" Shirakawa Natsumi asked curiously, "Then I'll play the role of a scumbag who has been kissed on the neck by a bad woman, and lie to you that I went to work overtime at the company when I get back."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Miyuki and waited for her performance.

Then I watched her continue lying there, motionless.

"..." Shirakawa Natsumi was stunned for a moment, seeing that she didn't seem to be making any moves, and her lips twitched: "What are you doing?"

"I don't want to hear it," Mikoto said calmly.

"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu's eyes were strange. She immediately came to her senses and got into performance mode: "Ahem."

Shirakawa Natsu coughed twice. He thought this was something he could simulate. He figured he would encounter this often in the future, and he was also very curious about how Miyuki would react as a woman.

"Let me explain. I didn't lie to you on purpose. She looked very hurt, so we just hugged briefly..."

“I don’t want to hear that at all.” Mikoto sat up from the bathtub, her gaze shifting from lazy to bright in an instant, and she suddenly leaned over from the bathtub.

Shirakawa Natsu suddenly felt a pang of guilt and leaned back; this didn't seem like acting at all.

Miyuki's body was almost pressed against his in the bathtub, looking directly into Shirakawa Natsu's eyes: "What I want to hear is whether you like me or not, Natsu, just this one thing."

"I..." Bai Chuanxia looked at her fair skin, and for a moment he leaned back a little, instinctively answering, "I like it."

Miyu looked at him without saying a word.

"I like you, I like you." Bai Chuanxia looked at her handsome face, unsure how much of it was acting and how much was genuine.

“Say it again.” Miyuki leaned closer.

"I like it," Shirakawa Natsu replied.

“Say it again.” Mikoto pressed her body against his.

"Joy..." Before Shirakawa Natsumi could finish speaking, she was pulled into Miyuki's arms.

"Um...aren't we reversed? You said you were playing a girl." Shirakawa Natsu was pressed against her chest; Miyuki's strength was truly impressive.

His body had been enhanced, and for a moment, he found himself unable to break free.

Miyuki casually let go of his hand, then pulled his hands away, snuggled into his arms, and then let go of his hands to hug herself.

"..." Shirakawa Natsu suddenly wondered why the two of them were doing this kind of game in the bathroom.

"I'm so scared." Miyuki buried her head in his chest. "I was really scared when I was waiting for you to come home. It's rare for us to be together, like we are now, holding each other like this. But, Natsu, I suddenly feel like you are slowly leaving me."

“I…” Shirakawa Natsu was stunned. Holding Mi no Shiki, he heard this way of speaking from Mi no Shiki's mouth for the first time, and for a moment he felt at a loss.

Miyuki's voice suddenly carried a bitter smile as it came from his arms, with a forced smile on his lips: "I feel very happy. As long as Natsu is by my side, I feel happier than ever before. That's why I'm uneasy. If Natsu leaves me, I feel like the air around me will disappear, and I definitely can't live."

"..." Shirakawa Natsu felt a sense of suffocation coming over her, holding the strong body in her arms, feeling her fragility.

"So...please don't leave me." Mikoto buried her head in his chest, her voice pleading, "I don't want you to go anywhere else, okay?"

"I..." Shirakawa Natsu felt so heavy, so very heavy, and nodded: "Okay."

He pulled Miyuki back into his arms.

Miyu placed her lips on his neck and gently bit it: "Now I've covered up the kiss mark she left on you, Miyu."

"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, suddenly snapping out of the strange atmosphere: "Who is Oobi?"

"The name of the lead actor in my next movie." Mikoto casually lifted her head from his chest, her usual playful smile returning to her face.

"Shonen Ghoul Gaiden, All the Way South. These were lines from the female protagonist."

"..." Shirakawa Natsu rubbed his temples; he had really gotten into character for a moment.

Miyuki got out of the bathtub, water gliding over her skin, her eyes playful: "Because it's not love, that's why you feel relaxed."

"Okay, I've been lectured." Shirakawa Natsuya stood up and picked up a towel from the side to wipe the water droplets off Mino Shiki's body.

“Women crave to feel loved.” Mikoto took the towel from his hand and wiped his back. “If you want to be with several women, you have to make them feel loved by you.”

"You...you really know your stuff." Shirakawa Natsu was speechless. Just a moment ago, he had indeed felt a love so heavy it was suffocating. "And what about you?"

Miyuki placed a towel on his head and dried it for him: "I'm the one who makes you feel loved."

"..." Shirakawa Natsumi pouted: "I feel like something's off. Thank you for telling me all this."

The two of them took a shower and came out of the bathroom.

They were stunned when they ran into Youcai walking towards them with underwear in her hand.

Chapter 568 Going Further

Arina and Mikoto were both aware of each other's existence, and she was mentally prepared to watch her boyfriend with other women, but at this moment...

She watched as her boyfriend and Miyuki walked out of the bathroom naked.

A tender spot in my heart still wells up with sadness.

Youcai forced a smile: "I'm going to take a shower."