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

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Metropolitan Police Department, Anti-Violence Division.

After Hirose Iku was promoted to police inspector, she gained more authority and was finally able to access all information about the Yamagishi family on her own.

She placed the thick stack of documents on the table and rubbed her swollen eyes.

She saw the police badge she had just received, which symbolized a police inspector.

What Hirose Iku was pursuing suddenly became so glaring, like the boy's silent mockery of her.

She clenched her fists, but couldn't find any criminal record related to him in the Yamagishi family's records.

Chapter 685 Using a Credit Card

Shirakawa Natsu parked the car in front of the police station and leaned against the window. After a while, she saw Maki's mature and beautiful figure walk out.

"Auntie, over here."

He quickly opened the car door and eagerly grasped Ma Fei's hand.

"Hmph~ Xia, you're acting like a little kid." Ma Fei sat in the passenger seat, letting Shirakawa Xia hold her hand, took off her hat to reveal her long hair piled up, and smiled: "Are you being affectionate with your mother?"

Shirakawa Natsu felt awkward and wanted to refute, but when she met Maki's eyes, which were filled with affection, but also a hint of cunning and playfulness.

He was momentarily captivated and no longer wanted to argue; all he wanted to do was bury his head in Ma Fei's chest.

Aunt Mafei has G-cup breasts; if you put your face against her, you can bury your entire face inside.

The moment he lowered his head, Ma Fei smiled and reached out to touch his forehead.

"Auntie?" Shirakawa Natsumi asked in confusion. Aunt Maki had never refused to be in contact with him.

"Don't be in such a hurry~" Ma Fei smiled and reached out to slap his hand away.

Ma Fei put her hands behind her back and untied them, then hooked her fingers and pulled, and she was completely pulled out.

She smiled and said, "This is more comfortable."

Shirakawa Natsumi's heart was struck hard. Without any hesitation, she buried her face deeply in her aunt's arms.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I always feel that his aunt is softer than the other women around him, like she's sinking into cream.

He opened his mouth and bit down, trying to take as much fat as possible into his mouth.

Ma Fei smiled, one arm around his waist and the other stroking the back of his head, just like she was holding a child.

Shirakawa Natsu couldn't resist immediately reaching out and cupping it in both hands.

He actually wanted to touch the aunt's sexy long legs more, but unfortunately she was wearing a uniform.

"Alright, baby, let's go eat. You can't suck out any food here." Ma Fei let him beg for a while, then patted his hand.

"What would you like to eat, Auntie?" Shirakawa Natsumi reluctantly let go of his mouth, which was already red from his sucking.

Looking at his aunt's beautiful face, he actually wanted to play a little longer.

"Go back and change your clothes first." Ma Fei reached out and lightly flicked his forehead, making him look up before buttoning up his clothes, no longer wearing a bra.

"Okay." Shirakawa Natsu looked at the snow-white skin covered by the clothes and reluctantly looked away.

The two drove very properly and didn't engage in any strange play.

After Auntie returned home and quickly washed up, Shirakawa Natsu looked at her graceful and sexy figure and couldn't resist reaching out to touch her skin.

After smiling, Ma Fei ignored his hand and continued dressing.

She changed into a mature black dress, elegant and not a sexy style, but the dress made her curves look too mature because of her full figure.

"Alright~ Time to put on your stockings." Ma Fei reached out and patted his hand.

Shirakawa Natsu couldn't help but reach out again. Even though it was just about putting on clothes, the aunt's movements always carried an indescribable teasing sensation, touching his heart.

He took the opportunity to grasp the aunt's jade-like feet, which were covered in black stockings.

Consort Ma glanced at him, smiled indulgently, and did not resist, letting him stay close to her.

Seeing this, Shirakawa Natsu became even bolder.

"Hmph." Ma Fei chuckled and continued to put on her sheer pantyhose.

Shirakawa Natsu's hand followed her thigh, moving upwards as she put on her stockings, until it reached the top.

He couldn't hold back any longer.

"No~ It'll get your clothes dirty." Ma Fei pushed against his chest to stop him from making any further moves. She leaned closer, placed her hand on his crotch, and her lips, painted with bright red lipstick, parted near his ear: "Baby, if you're naughty, I'll get angry."

"Ahem." Shirakawa Natsu coughed lightly, stopped what she was doing, and placed her hand on her body: "Why do you keep referring to yourself like that? I'm not used to it."

"Are you really not used to it?" Ma Fei put her hand close to his ear: "You're always more excited when you call for Mom than usual, aren't you?"

"I don't!" Shirakawa Natsumi denied in a panic, not wanting to let Aunt Maki implant these strange hobbies in her.

"Let's go." Seeing his flustered appearance, Ma Fei smiled and took his hand. "Mom knows a good Italian restaurant."

"Hey." Shirakawa Natsu was being led by the hand, even though couples sometimes hold hands.

But he always felt that being led by the aunt was like an adult leading a child.

Like a young and beautiful mother taking her child for a walk on the street, it gives him a strange feeling of having a mother, of having someone to rely on, and of not having to think about anything.

"Damn it." Shirakawa Natsu shook her head, wondering what she was thinking, actually mistaking it for maternal love.

While driving, he kept glancing at the woman in the passenger seat through the rearview mirror.

Her long hair was combed to one side, giving her a very married woman's look. Looking further down, you could see her fair neck and collarbone. Her black dress covered her chest, but it was still quite revealing.

Below that, a pair of long legs are pressed together, she sits sideways, elegant and charming.

Ma Fei noticed his gaze and gave him a charming smile.

Shirakawa Natsu quickly turned around, focused on driving, and kept glancing at his aunt, afraid that he would lose his grip on the steering wheel and crash into the roadside.

The car sped through the Tokyo night.

"This is it." Shirakawa Natsu stopped in front of a restaurant and got out of the car.

Aunt Mafei reached out and took his wrist: "Let's go in, baby."

"Ahem." Shirakawa Natsu coughed lightly, looking embarrassed. Although she no longer called herself "Mom," why did she have this strong feeling of taking her child out for a big meal?

"Welcome!" The shop assistant, dressed in a suit and tie, bowed and scraped, a look of amazement on his face as he glanced at Ma Fei out of the corner of his eye.

Shirakawa Natsu has always been rather delicate-looking, while Maki is beautiful and mature. The two of them together don't look like a couple at all.

But this strange feeling quickly disappeared.

When the two sat down at the two-person dining table.

Ma Fei stretched her foot out from under the table, her sexy high heels touching his shoes, and smiled, "Xia has been doing something big these days."

"Ha...haha." Shirakawa Natsu was embarrassed as he led the Yamagishi Group's armed forces to wipe out a gang.

This matter is a secret, but Aunt Maki knows Hirose Iku, so it's not surprising that she knows.

"Hmph~" Ma Fei crossed her hands on her thighs, sitting elegantly, her eyes smiling as she stared at Shirakawa Natsu until he began to consider whether or not to tell his aunt the truth.

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked over and looked at Ma Fei: "Hello, Officer Ma Fei, I didn't expect to run into you here."

He turned to look at Shirakawa Natsumi and asked with a smile, "And who is this?"

Shirakawa Natsu narrowed her eyes slightly, glancing at the middle-aged man. The man's eyes clearly showed interest in the aunt, but he was simply more submissive in front of her.

“This is my boyfriend,” Ma Fei said with a smile.

"Oh." The man looked at Shirakawa Natsu's slightly youthful face and wanted to say something.

Maki opened her handbag, took out a credit card, and handed it to Shirakawa Natsu: "This is a supplementary card for you. Natsu can use it as you please."

The middle-aged man looked at Shirakawa Natsu with envy before leaving dejectedly.

Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched; he no longer needed to put on airs.

Chapter 686 Special Significance

"Auntie, am I being kept by a sugar daddy?" Shirakawa Natsu looked at the black credit card on the table with a strange expression.

A sexy and beautiful older woman, her high heels twirling under the table, while on the table sits a credit card for her to spend as she pleases.

What kind of ultimate fantasy is this?

"Hmph~" Ma Fei smiled charmingly: "That depends on Xia Xia's performance."

The aunt's sexy high heels slid up Shirakawa's lower leg under the table.

"..." Shirakawa Natsu was speechless. These days, these mature women don't like to take off their shoes when flirting with people. High heels are sexy, that's true, but it always feels weird.

Fortunately, the aunt rubbed him with the back of her foot.

He quietly reached his hand under the table.

Ma Fei looked at him with a smile in her eyes, and her feet were naturally placed in his palm.

Shirakawa Natsu held the aunt's sexy, black-stockinged foot in high heels in one hand. Even though she wasn't a foot fetishist, she felt an indescribable stimulation at that moment.

The palms of her hands felt the hard texture of the leather from the high heels, but the fingertips were touching the black stockings on her feet.

At that moment, he got excited.

Shirakawa Natsuma felt that her aunt was like a mature maternal succubus, with every part of her body capable of becoming a vessel for "sex".

It easily arouses sexual desire in women.

Consort Ma placed her hands on her thighs, communicating with him through her eyes, her alluring eyes filled with a myriad of emotions.

Shirakawa Natsu held his aunt's foot and looked into her eyes. At this moment, those charming eyes only had eyes for him.

At that moment, in Auntie's world, there was only him.

Shirakawa Natsu blushed. His aunt didn't even need to say anything; her eyes had already conveyed her deep affection to him.

He felt his aunt's foot remain still after it was placed in his hand, as if she had completely handed over the initiative to him.

He held her feet in his hands.

Shirakawa Natsu swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Even though he had been with his aunt many times, it was as if he never got tired of it; his aunt always brought him the purest temptation.

He held the aunt's foot tightly, stroking it with his palm, and then gently took off her high heels.

Although I can't see it.

But he clearly felt the high heels slip off her feet, completely holding his jade-like feet, which were wrapped in transparent black stockings, in his hands.

The waiter came over and placed the dishes on the table: "Please enjoy, sir."

Shirakawa Natsumi tensed up, gripping her aunt's foot tightly; it was so smooth and soft, she dared not move.

"Hmph~" Ma Fei smiled and picked up her knife and fork: "This Italian crepe is the restaurant's signature dish, would you like to try it?"

"Thank you." Shirakawa Natsumi's expression was strange. Looking at the aunt's dignified and elegant movements, the way she picked up a tissue and gently wiped her mouth, anyone who saw it would think she was a graceful and elegant lady.

But beneath her elegant demeanor, the auntie offered him her black-stockinged feet.

Unlike the assertive Yuzuriha Yu.

Yuzuriha Yu is completely dominant, holding your chin and forcefully stepping on your body with her high heels.

The auntie combines passivity and initiative very well; she will take the initiative to unbutton her clothes, take off her bra, and put G in your mouth.

She might also secretly hand you her black-stockinged feet while you're eating.

Whether you play or not, and how you want to play, is entirely up to you.

Shirakawa Natsu was in a dilemma. He was holding his aunt's delicate foot under the table with one hand, but it felt strange to eat with only one hand.

He looked to Ma Fei for help.

"Hmph." Ma Fei smiled, her eyes seeming to see through his thoughts. After smiling, she took the initiative to lift her foot from his hand. As she left, she gently brushed it across his palm, then placed it between his feet, using her toes to lightly brush against the inside of his thigh.

Shirakawa Natsu felt a little regretful that she couldn't play with her aunt's little feet with her hands.

But Xia felt very comfortable with her aunt's toe care.

eat first.