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

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Ma Fei rested her chin on one hand, enjoying the efforts of the little man behind her, while opening a document on her phone with the other.

Quietly tick one of the items.

After feeling the strength of the little man behind her for a while, Ma Fei skipped this one and scrolled down.

“There were three of them: Xia, Xia, and another woman.”

Maki closed her phone, shut her eyes, and occasionally turned her head to gently kiss Shirakawa Natsumi, just like a parent giving affirmation to a child.

Every time Shirakawa Natsu gets encouraged, she works even harder.

……

Afterwards, Shirakawa Natsu lay in his aunt's arms, burying his face in her chest; he really liked this sleeping position.

This made him feel that his aunt was very maternal.

Ma Fei put her arm around him and stroked the back of his head with her other hand: "Want to hear a bedtime story?"

"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was sucking on her food. "Is the story serious?"

"Hmph." Ma Fei rolled her eyes at him: "When Kanna was little, she was afraid to sleep alone. I had to tell her stories to fall asleep."

"Oh~" Shirakawa Natsu lost interest instantly when she heard that it was a serious story.

The aunt really treated him like a child.

But then I thought about it again, and the thought of sucking on my aunt's breasts while listening to her tell stories aroused my sexual interest.

"Okay, I'm still a baby."

"Hmph." Ma Fei reached down and flicked him on the head: "It's not small at all."

He slept soundly that night.

Being embraced by a maternal wife is always a great way to relax completely.

Time comes the next day.

Ma Fei got up early in the morning and prepared breakfast.

Shirakawa Natsu saw Tachibana Miu walk out of the room expressionlessly, glancing at him indifferently without even bothering to greet him. After finishing her breakfast, she picked up her lunchbox and went to school.

"This little girl used to at least say hello."

Shirakawa Natsu casually remarked.

“Girls all become rebellious at this age.” Ma Fei didn’t care: “Criticism will only backfire. Give them more patience, and they will gradually get better.”

"Auntie, you're so good at teaching children. Our future children will definitely be very well-behaved." Bai Chuanxia smiled and came closer. The auntie looked so warm and cozy in her home clothes that she couldn't help but want to hug her and tease her.

"Hmph~ Sure." Ma Fei leaned closer: "But Xia Xia, you'll have to work harder to get me pregnant."

"Damn it!" Shirakawa Natsu immediately went to unbuckle his belt. He knew that his aunt was deliberately teasing him, but no man could withstand such provocation.

She was definitely getting revenge on herself; she smeared it all over Auntie's face last night.

"I have to go to work now, next time." Ma Fei winked at him and flicked his forehead.

Shirakawa Natsu watched her aunt's graceful back and realized that it was indeed too late, so she decided to come back tonight.

Ma Fei changed into a police uniform and put her long hair up in a bun, instantly transforming from a gentle wife into a mature policewoman.

"Auntie, let me take you." Bai Chuanxia approached and offered to drive the auntie to the police station.

He didn't answer, but went directly to the school where Tachibana Miu was studying.

Shirakawa Natsu looked at the students coming and going from the school; they were youthful, beautiful, and full of energy, at the most wonderful and restless age.

I must say, this little devil is very clever.

During the three months he was away, the school beauty Rina Kazama tutored her, which enabled her to get into this prestigious school without using any connections.

Although my grades were just barely passing, I still managed to get in on my own merit.

Shirakawa Natsumi rested her elbow on the car door; Tachibana Miu had been peeking from the doorway all night.

He wasn't sure if the little girl was just passing by or had other intentions. This girl wasn't an ordinary little girl; anything she did wouldn't be surprising.

Since it concerns him and his aunt, of course we need to find out the truth.

Shirakawa Natsu tapped her fingers on the steering wheel. Trying to talk to this rebellious kid in the middle of her rebellious phase would be completely pointless.

Investigating secretly is too inefficient.

Shirakawa Natsu decided to use the simplest and most direct method.

In the evening, Tachibana Miu left school, said goodbye to her classmates, and walked towards the subway station. As she turned the corner, a van suddenly stopped in front of her.

Miyu Tachibana didn't have time to react.

The trunk door opened, and a figure in black flashed past, covering Tachibana Miu's mouth and dragging her into the car.

"Clang."

The car door closed, the engine started—all in one smooth motion.

After casually putting the blindfold on Tachibana Miu, Shirakawa Natsumi took off the hood and looked at the unresponsive JK beneath her.

This scene seems familiar; is it from a movie or a series?

Chapter 633 Let's Have a Showdown

Tachibana Miu lay on the back seat of the van, her eyes blindfolded. Her school uniform collar had loosened slightly from the intense struggle, revealing her snow-white collarbone.

Further down, her bulging chest is at least a C-cup, already showing its initial size.

A pair of fair and tender legs beneath the school uniform skirt.

There's a certain kind of youthful energy in girls who, when their clothes are disheveled, possess a unique allure.

Shirakawa Natsu raised an eyebrow. In his mind, Tachibana Miu had always been that little brat who used to swear a lot when he first met her.

Unexpectedly, under the care of her aunt, she has grown into a graceful young lady.

It evoked a special feeling of a family having a daughter who had just come of age.

After all, she is the daughter of the younger brother of that beastly woman, Hikaru Yamagishi. With her good looks genes, she couldn't possibly be ugly.

After she was tied up in the car, she became unusually docile, lying motionless in the back seat, if not for her slightly trembling body and heaving chest.

It would be easy to assume she was unconscious.

Shirakawa Natsumi wasn't in a hurry. She slowly drove the car to the side of an abandoned warehouse, then reached out and pulled her down in a princess carry.

Holding her in my arms, I realized that this little devil had really grown up.

Her body was surprisingly flexible, and judging by touch, her weight was already over eighty.

Tachibana Miu curled up in his arms, motionless and unusually well-behaved.

Shirakawa Natsu threw her onto a paper mat that had already been laid out in the abandoned warehouse, and tied her hands and feet with rope.

Tachibana Miu felt the floor beneath her harden and finally spoke, "P-Please...please don't hurt me."

"Do you know who I am?" Shirakawa Natsu spoke in a falsetto. His control over his body was at the pinnacle of human ability, and as long as he didn't need to achieve a specific effect, it was very easy for him to produce a falsetto.

"No, I don't know." Tachibana Miu trembled like a wounded little animal: "But as long as you don't hurt me, I'll do anything you ask."

"Oh~ then I'll tell you. Ten years ago, I was sent to prison by that woman, Maki, for raping and murdering a woman." Shirakawa Natsu began in a wicked tone.

To increase credibility when speaking.

He then placed his hand on her knee, stroking it upwards along the girl's knee and stopping at her school uniform skirt.

It has to be said that the girl's skin is really delicate.

"Now I have nothing left, and all I want is to get my revenge on her."

Shirakawa Natsu stroked her skirt, but didn't go any further down, after all, he wasn't so beastly as to lay a hand on this little brat.

"You're her daughter, so I'll start by taking my revenge on you."

"No...you've got it wrong!" Tachibana Miu quickly said, "I'm not her daughter, I'm just staying at her house."

"Oh~ that's fine too. I've been locked up for ten years, so I'll just vent my frustration on you." As Shirakawa Natsu spoke, she reached for her collar with both hands, as if to pull it off.

He noticed that Tachibana Miu didn't react at all: "You don't seem afraid of me at all?"

“Why should I be afraid of you?” Tachibana Miu retorted. “You won’t kill me because keeping me alive will bring you more value.”

Her legs trembled slightly as she spoke.

"Hmm?" Shirakawa Natsumi released her grip. "For example?"

“I am a virgin,” Tachibana Miu continued. “Women always have special feelings for their first man. I can’t resist you now, so I might as well cooperate with you completely. As long as you hurt me, I can be your slave. Instead of risking your life to guard against me, it would be much easier to have a slave who is willing to cooperate with you, wouldn’t it?”

As she spoke, she deliberately puffed out her not-so-large chest.

“Okay~” Shirakawa Natsu narrowed her eyes: “You help me lure out that woman, Maki.”

"Okay, as long as you don't hurt me, I'll do anything you want." Tachibana Miu gave a fawning smile: "But you also know that she's a police officer, very alert, so it won't be easy to lure her out."

"It's okay, just say you crashed my car, and have her come and pick her up." Shirakawa Natsu narrowed her eyes: "She's offended more than just me, we'll give her a good beating later."

When Tachibana Miu heard that there were accomplices, her body trembled slightly, but she immediately became pitiful again: "I'm your woman, can't I not let other people sleep with me?"

"It depends on how you do." Shirakawa Natsumi took out her phone, dialed her aunt's number using a virtual number, and held it to Tachibana Miu's ear.

The call is connected.

"Hello?" Auntie's voice came through the microphone.

"Mom!" Tachibana Miu suddenly called out.

"Meiyu, is something wrong?" the aunt asked, sounding puzzled.

"I've been kidnapped! The perpetrator is the same man who raped me ten years ago!!!" Tachibana Miu blurted out in one breath, then sprang up like a spring and bit Shirakawa Natsu's wrist.

"Holy crap!" Shirakawa Natsumi hadn't expected this little girl to have such an incredible jumping ability, and immediately felt a sharp pain in her arm: "Damn it!"

He was in pain and quickly reached out to pry her mouth open.

But they dared not actually harm the little devil and were extremely cautious in their actions.

A sharp pain shot through his hand; this little devil had really bitten his wrist. He finally managed to shake her off.

"Shirakawa Natsu! I know it's you!" Tachibana Miu roared, "You @@￥%！￥!"

"How annoying." Shirakawa Natsu pouted. He wasn't surprised to be recognized. If it had been a criminal, he would have punched him a few times when he was bitten, instead of being as gentle as he was.

He watched as Tachibana Miu writhed wildly on the ground, cursing and spewing trash talk.

She was completely different from the weak and frail person she was just moments before.

"Never mind." Shirakawa Natsu smiled as she looked at the wound on her wrist. Her aunt hadn't raised her for nothing.

That was his purpose—to peek from the doorway. As long as she truly regarded her aunt as her mother, he wasn't particularly bothered.

I felt a tingling sensation in my hands.

However, the lesson for the little devil has only just begun.

Half an hour later.

Several high-end black cars were parked in front of the abandoned warehouse.

The man in black got out of the car and respectfully opened the door.

A pair of black stockings and high heels emerged from the car door.

Yuzuriha Yu, dressed in a women's dress, smiled and waved to her subordinates behind her, who immediately stood respectfully to the side.

She entered the abandoned warehouse alone, wearing high heels.

Ten minutes later, a police car pulled up.

Aunt Ma Fei, dressed in a police uniform, stepped out of the car. Seeing the black sedans and her henchmen around her, she frowned slightly before quickly entering the warehouse.

Shirakawa Natsu has already sent her a message explaining.

Enter the warehouse.

Seeing that Tachibana Miyu was bound hand and foot on the ground, still cursing incessantly.

A woman of exceptional elegance and refinement stood nearby, looking over with a playful smile.