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

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Seeing his strange expression, Kinoshita Ren reached out and tapped his forehead lightly: "It's just a normal night's rest, because if you go home, you need to be the most enviable perfect wife."

"It's good to be with Xia occasionally, to be with my former self."

She pointed to the kitchen as she spoke: "If possible, a corner of the kitchen over there would also be fine."

"Sister Lian, is something wrong at home, with your husband...?" Shirakawa Natsu asked.

"What are you saying?" Kinoshita Ren glared at him and scolded, "Women sometimes don't want to go home, and so do men. You'll understand later."

Shirakawa Natsu suddenly noticed her sitting posture as she leaned closer.

The hem of her dress rode up, revealing her knee, where a noticeable scar was forming. The dark brown scar stood out starkly against her fair and slender legs.

Kinoshita Ren seemed to notice his gaze, her expression changed, and she quickly tore off the hem of her dress to cover the scar.

I accidentally fell and hurt myself at home yesterday.

"This definitely isn't a fall injury, is it?" Shirakawa Natsumi seemed to be provoked, and suddenly reached out and lifted her skirt up to her thigh.

Kinoshita Ren tried to stop her, but it was too late. With a gasp, her slender legs were revealed.

Her legs were very white, and apart from her knees, there were also scars of varying degrees on the inner thighs.

Although they are not heavy, they are scattered haphazardly and look quite frightening.

"What... what's going on?" Shirakawa Natsu looked at Kinoshita Ren with a shocked expression.

"Really." Kinoshita Ren pulled her skirt over again. "Little boys really can't tolerate even the slightest imperfection."

She said with a smile, "That's exactly what makes it lovely."

"Although I don't know what happened, I will protect Sister Lian." Shirakawa Natsu's expression was anxious, as if she were the one who was injured.

“Don’t make vows lightly.” Kinoshita Ren extended a finger and touched his lips: “Because it makes people want to believe it.”

Seeing Shirakawa Natsu's anxious expression, she took out a cigarette from her handbag, lit it, and exhaled a long puff: "My marriage was already dead in name only after a year together."

"How is that possible?" Shirakawa Natsu exclaimed in astonishment.

She ran her fingers along her thigh, guiding Shirakawa Natsu's gaze across her body: "He has severe violent tendencies. I've been trying my best to save our marriage, but... it's still no use."

"After he retired, he spent my royalties lavishly. If I said anything to him, he would retaliate with violence. In the end, all he was after was my money."

Tears streamed down her face: "I've been completely deceived. His image appears whenever I close my eyes, and I can no longer write anything."

"Sister Lian, let's get a divorce." Bai Chuanxia held her hand, her tone firm: "I will help you, whether it's finding a lawyer or finding inspiration, I will help you!"

Kinoshita Ren looked up, her eyes brimming with tears. Hearing his words, surprise flashed in her eyes, quickly replaced by gratitude. But then, realizing that he was just a young boy, a hint of shyness crossed the married woman's face, and she shook her head.

"It's nothing, it's a matter between adults, I'll handle it."

"I'm telling you all this because you're a lot like me."

“I don’t want you to follow my old path. Early fame will attract people with all sorts of ulterior motives to your side.”

"Don't treat me like a child!" Shirakawa Natsu suddenly stood up from the sofa and shouted, "What adult stuff is this? I'm not a kindergartener. Sister Lian is just an ordinary person. Even a little bit would be helpful. I want to help you!"

"So when you look at me like that and say it's nothing, it really hurts me!"

"Maybe you think I'm unreliable, Sister Lian, but I'm different from those guys, completely different, because..."

"Because of me... Sister Lian, I've admired you ever since your debut!"

Chapter 281 Giving Him a Cold Look

The beautiful married woman covered her lips with both hands, her beautiful eyes wide open, staring at Shirakawa Natsu in disbelief.

"Wha...what?"

Shirakawa Natsu didn't give her time to react, suddenly lowering her head and kissing the married woman.

Their lips touched.

Kinoshita Ren's body stiffened, unable to resist, her lips were roughly forced open, and a tongue was shoved into her mouth.

Shirakawa Natsu's movements were rough, like an innocent little wolfhound.

He had no skills whatsoever, only knew how to rely on brute force to charge around, greedily leaving his saliva in the married woman's mouth, as if this would allow him to possess her and make her his own.

After a brief moment of surprise, Kinoshita Ren's face gradually flushed red. She slowly stuck out her little tongue, guiding the man's rough tongue, like an experienced guide, as it rubbed against her mouth.

It was pitch black outside the window; only the two of them remained in this world.

The kiss lasted for several minutes until breathing became difficult and saliva dripped from the corners of their mouths.

Shirakawa Natsu reluctantly parted, her eyes filled with a mixture of timidity and courage.

He didn't dare to look Kinoshita Ren in the eye, but he mustered up the courage to look at her.

Kinoshita Ren, feeling the intense gaze, gradually turned his head away: "No, it's my fault. As an adult, I should have been more self-disciplined and shouldn't have had this kind of relationship."

She reached out and pressed her hand against Shirakawa Natsu's chest, trying to push him away: "You're still young, with a bright future ahead of you. Don't let momentary feelings cloud your judgment. It's not too late to turn back now. This won't do you any good."

The wife's soft, boneless hand pressed against his chest, applying some force, but the difference in their physiques was too great, and she couldn't push Shirakawa Natsu away at all; in fact, he gradually moved closer to her.

"Is that all Sister Lian wanted to say?" Shirakawa Natsu's eyes burned: "If that's all, I refuse."

"Sister Lian seems to have always treated me like a little brother. I've also been thinking about the future."

After he finished speaking, he grabbed the hand on his chest and held the wife's small hand completely in his own.

"Although you may feel uneasy, Sister Lian, please don't say that it's not good for me just because of my age and social connections."

"Don't jump to conclusions. It has nothing to do with your status. I like Sister Lian because of her as a woman."

Kinoshita Ren listened attentively to Shirakawa Natsu's words, looked into his eyes, and after a long while shook his head: "Wait, is that alright?"

After she finished speaking, seeing the disappointment in Shirakawa Natsu's eyes, she continued, "I have been through a painful marriage. I admit that, besides seeing you as a younger brother, I have some crazy thoughts about you, Natsu."

"But I need to know that you're not acting on impulse, so please give us some time, okay?"

"Sister Lian, I didn't act on impulse!" Bai Chuanxia said excitedly, "I'll prove it to you right now!"

"Huh?" Kinoshita Ren was taken aback, then shook his head: "No, I don't want any exchange of benefits between us."

Upon hearing the proof, the first thought that comes to mind is that the young man, in order to show his sincerity, has brought out all his possessions or something very important.

Kinoshita Ren reached out to stop her, only to see Shirakawa Natsu stand up in front of her, reach for her waistband, and skillfully undo it.

"?"

“Now I’m going to prove that my love for Ren-nee is not driven by lust.” Shirakawa Natsu said, reaching out to Kinoshita Ren, almost touching her lips: “Come on, Ren-nee.”

"Wait...wait!" The stimulating scene in front of him caused Kinoshita Ren's brain to be clearly overloaded, and his body instinctively leaned back, trying to avoid the thing shaking in front of him.

Shirakawa Natsu gave her no room to hide. She spread her legs and leaned forward, causing the wife to sink into the sofa, leaving her no room to escape.

"Sister Lian, do you know that when a man is in his post-coital period, he is not controlled by desire? I'm going to prove it to you."

He took the married woman's hand and placed it on his target.

Kinoshita Ren tried to struggle, but when he looked up and met Shirakawa Natsu's gaze, he saw only seriousness in his eyes, which did not seem fake at all.

In addition, there's the honest and simple image that Shirakawa Natsu has always given her.

Everything before her eyes left her mind blank. Her slender hand was held by Shirakawa Natsu, and it began to move mechanically in accordance with his movements.

A barely perceptible smile crept into Shirakawa Natsu's heart.

He didn't know if Kinoshita Ren truly treated him like a younger brother, or if it was all just an act.

But none of that matters. If she treats him like a younger brother, he wouldn't mind giving her the inspiration she needs afterward.

But what if it's all just acting?

Shirakawa Natsu deliberately dragged things out with her for so long just to make her keep investing sunk costs.

Kinoshita Ren's deeply emotional performance over such a long period of time is like that of a gambler who keeps throwing out chips.

Even at this moment, she suspected that Shirakawa Natsu was acting against her.

They'll play along and keep acting, betting that he's actually a simpleton.

If she continues, Shirakawa Natsu is confident that, with the help of the blonde massage technique, her strengthened body will be able to take on her own shape from front to back.

In terms of her career, they can also provide her with assistance.

Both her body and soul were completely filled.

I have absolutely no idea how I could lose.

Soon, Shirakawa Natsu felt the married woman's small hands gradually become more skillful, moving away from mechanical movements.

Kinoshita Ren's face was completely flushed with embarrassment, and she dared not meet Shirakawa Natsu's gaze.

But the thumb and little finger begin to rotate skillfully.

"Sister Lian, may I touch you?" Shirakawa Natsu's face was full of desire as she continued to push her luck.

"That way we can finish faster."

Kinoshita Ren instinctively shook his head, wanting to refuse.

But when he felt his hands getting sore, he changed his words: "You're only allowed to touch the top."

"Okay." Shirakawa Natsumi smiled again and placed his hand on the married woman's fair shoulder.

Kinoshita Ren is very thin, exudes a scholarly air, and has an elegant demeanor; she is the kind of refined and cultured wife who comes from a well-to-do family.

The dress was already very low-cut, so even without reaching inside, Shirakawa Natsumi's dress could cover her from her collarbone all the way up to the edge of her upper breasts.

In that instant, his fingers danced like a pianist on the woman's chest, producing an elegant melody.

It's the Yellow Hair Massage Technique.

Kinoshita Ren didn't pay much attention at first.

But as the massage technique was gradually applied, Shirakawa Natsumi felt that her attention was beginning to wander.

His fingers gradually began to extend inwards from the collar of his suit.

"Hoo-ha..." Kinoshita Ren's breathing gradually became heavier. She frowned slightly, struggled a couple of times, but seeing that it was ineffective, she did not persist and let several finger marks appear on her dress.

Shirakawa Natsumi is definitely the type to take an inch and then a mile. She skillfully untied the shoulder straps of her dress and let them slide down her thin, married woman's shoulders.

Kinoshita Ren rolled her eyes at him, but didn't stop him. Instead, she stretched her arm out from the shoulder strap, letting the dress fall completely to her waist.

In the living room, Kinoshita Ren sat on the sofa, her dress slipping down to her waist, revealing her fair and smooth skin.

Shirakawa Natsu stood in front of her with her legs spread apart, almost touching her face, and continuously performed massage techniques with her hands.

With each slender finger that slid, Shirakawa Natsu would take the opportunity to push forward a little.

Kinoshita Rentou sank deeply into the sofa, and finally, with no way to avoid it, she gradually approached her lips, slowly pressing against her teeth.

Finally, the wife gave him a reproachful look and opened her mouth.

Shirakawa Natsuya hummed along.

In that instant, he caught a glimpse of his phone screen lighting up in his pocket.

A look of confusion flashed across Shirakawa Natsumi's face; this was the notification effect from the Yellow Hair app.

He continued the massage with one hand while quickly pulling his phone out of his pocket with the other.

"Urgent task."

"Mission Name: The Special Needs of a Married Woman"

"Mission Introduction: As a true blond guy, you will encounter all kinds of married women in your life. And you will be able to make them truly satisfied."

Chapter 282 The advantage is mine

The beautiful married woman pulled her mouth away: "Xia, please don't use your phone."

"Oh, sorry, Sister Lian, it's something important with the editor." Shirakawa Natsumi hadn't finished reading the reward description in the mission.

He tossed his phone onto the sofa, reached out and grabbed the back of Kinoshita Ren's head, forcing her words back down her throat.

He was rough and showed no mercy, except when he was playing the role of a reckless little boy.

He was still intentionally testing Kinoshita Ren's preferences.

Based on the task description, it is necessary to satisfy Kinoshita Ren.