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

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She was clearly enjoying this rare moment of peace and quiet, without having to move.

"Do you like me as your boyfriend, or as your son?" Shirakawa Natsumi continued to ask.

"I like them all." Ma Fei closed her eyes and gritted her teeth.

"Mom, you're too greedy." Shirakawa Natsu finally found the right way to win over her aunt.

He had never been so gentle before.

However, on one occasion, the experience was surprisingly good.

When she fights with her aunt, she uses all her skills.

This time, I could sense her emotions from her physical reactions.

The pace was slow and it took a long time, a full hour. Even though the aunt felt good, he still felt a bit tired.

Looking at the aunt who was limp in my arms, it was the first time I had ever seen her so emotional.

"Can I hug you?" Shirakawa Natsu suddenly felt something. After calming down, she realized that there were other feelings besides love.

Aunt Mafei smiled and opened her arms.

Shirakawa Natsu immediately threw herself into that warm embrace.

In the moment of their embrace, time seemed to stand still, with only the echoes of their heartbeats remaining.

Shirakawa Natsu closed her eyes, feeling the warmth and security in Aunt Maki's embrace—a long-lost, comforting maternal love.

Aunt Maki gently patted Shirakawa Natsu's back, as if comforting a wounded child.

Her voice was deep and gentle, ringing in Shirakawa Natsu's ears like a lullaby, possessing an intoxicating magic. She said, "Natsu, do you want to act cute?"

"Huh? What?" Shirakawa Natsu was stunned.

Aunt Mafei's eyes were smiling, her gaze sparkling with playfulness and affection, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a hint of amusement.

The next second, Ma Fei opened her arms and hugged him tightly.

Shirakawa Natsu felt as if her aunt wanted to pull her into her embrace.

After a brief moment of surprise, Shirakawa Natsumi began to enjoy herself, snuggling in Aunt Mahi's arms and feeling the warmth and security emanating from her.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and imprinted this warmth and kindness deep in his heart.

Aunt Mafei gently embraced Shirakawa Natsu, her hands soft and warm, each touch conveying silent care and love.

Her eyes were gentle and affectionate as she gazed quietly at Shirakawa Natsu, as if expressing the deepest emotions in her heart.

Chapter 353 Flexible Relationships

"Xia, can I kiss you?" Aunt Mafei lay in his arms, her sexy lips parted, and she stuck out her tongue.

When Shirakawa Natsu saw her aunt acting like a little woman for the first time, her blood rushed to her head, and she immediately lowered her head and bit her aunt's lips.

Even though my movements were gentle, I still broke out in a sweat.

He held her in his arms, their skin rubbing against each other, feeling each other's breath and heartbeat.

Unlike usual, the aunt didn't guide him during this kiss, letting his tongue move freely in her mouth.

Shirakawa Natsu raised her head and met her aunt's gaze.

Her glasses were still on her nose, and as if she couldn't stand Shirakawa Natsu's burning gaze, she turned her head away and raised her wrist to cover her face: "Don't look."

Auntie is shy!

Shirakawa Natsu felt like crying.

This was hard-won.

Just as he planned, it was almost impossible to win over his aunt with skill.

First, he used the blond-haired man's massage skills to arouse the aunt's emotions.

Then whisper your feelings in her ear.

The body movements were also gentle.

Compared to a storm, dealing with mature women definitely requires sincerity.

"Auntie, you are so beautiful."

Shirakawa Natsu looked at the mature woman with glasses, who had a slightly shy expression. She'd never noticed before; the woman's mature demeanor, especially with glasses, gave her a very intellectual air.

"Hmph." Ma Fei snorted softly, clenched her fist and punched his chest, but quickly turned it into a caress, like she was being coquettish.

What's it like to be coquettishly pampered by a mature woman?

The answer is yes, it's great.

Shirakawa Natsu felt a great sense of accomplishment, lowered her head to kiss her aunt's lips, and picked up her phone.

I could hear my heart pounding.

The reward for completing the mission is enhanced skills, which cannot be obtained no matter how many points you accumulate.

It feels like winning the lottery.

The yellow-haired woman's app interface features a mature yet alluring auntie, with a favorability rating of 76 on the right side.

Shirakawa Natsumi's vision went black.

He had schemed and plotted, but after all that, his favorability rating only increased slightly.

It's 10 PM now, and there are only 2 hours left until the 12 AM deadline for the task.

"Xia, are you feeling unwell?" Ma Fei asked from his arms, noticing that Shirakawa Natsu's face looked pale. "Rest for a while."

She twisted her body, got out of his arms, and placed her hand on his chest, making him lie down on the bed.

"I..." Shirakawa Natsu's eyes were complicated as she looked at her aunt, feeling a sense of powerlessness rising in her heart. From the initial strong attack to the gentle and tender slow stab just now.

I've tried everything I could, but the positive feelings only fluctuated slightly.

"I felt so good just now." Aunt Ma Fei stroked his body, her smile gentle. "Xia Xia is so charming when she's gentle."

She immediately noticed the fleeting disappointment in Shirakawa Natsu's eyes and, being very understanding, began to comfort him.

Aunt Mafei looked into his eyes with affection in them.

Normally, Shirakawa Natsumi would have her heart melted by that kind of gaze.

He quickly figured out the key point.

An aunt's emotions are not like those of a young girl, which can suddenly surge. Mature women with a past are more difficult to sway emotionally.

A two-point increase today is already a lot.

No wonder the task reward is to enhance skills; it's clear that the app considers the overall difficulty of the task when issuing rewards.

Aunt Mafei reached out and pressed his face against her chest, resting her chin on the top of his head, and closed her eyes: "Good boy, rest if you're tired."

She assumed that Shirakawa Natsu's low mood was due to exhaustion.

Shirakawa Natsu admitted that the aunt's large breasts had a very good therapeutic effect.

The moment his face touched her, it sank in. Unlike the girl's firmness, the aunt's skin was very soft, as if she could bite off a piece if she opened her mouth.

“Auntie, I still have a month before school starts and I don’t have much to do. I’ll go to the police station to help you tomorrow.” Bai Chuanxia offered, having completely baffled him after her actions.

Trying to improve your relationship with the aunt is harder than climbing to heaven.

All he can think of now is staying by his aunt's side and helping her.

In the eyes of mature women, companionship is the most precious thing.

This way, the favorability rating increases slowly, but it grows gradually.

Aunt Ma Fei, with her eyes closed, didn't immediately agree when she heard him say he wanted to stay with her. With her eyes still closed, she stroked the back of his head and said, "My decision to accept Xia Xia isn't because of what you've done for me, or what you can do for me."

As she spoke, she rubbed her face against Shirakawa Natsu's hair: "Of course, the way you try so hard really touches my heart. I don't know when it started, but the thought that I have to take care of this child just popped into my head, it's like an instinct."

"So, you don't need to do anything special for me. Just be yourself. I'll be very happy watching you move forward."

Shirakawa Natsu was held in her aunt's arms as she listened to her pour out her heart.

He didn't know whether his aunt's feelings for him could be considered love.

However, now is not the time to consider these things.

He felt something hit his lips, and without hesitation, he opened his mouth.

"Hmm~" Aunt Ma Fei lowered her voice and hugged her even tighter.

Shirakawa Natsumi's entire face was sunken in.

The aunt didn't try to stop him, nor did she dislike his current behavior.

He realized that his aunt really loved children and was full of maternal instincts.

"Wait, child."

Shirakawa Natsu's eyes lit up, and she suddenly struggled out of his arms.

Ma Fei felt him break free, opened her eyes and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Auntie, I've made up my mind. You'll be my godmother!" Shirakawa Natsume said earnestly, looking directly into her eyes.

"Huh?" As a police inspector, Aunt Mafei has seen all sorts of weirdos, but Shirakawa Natsu still couldn't figure her out this time.

Normally, she could understand.

What's with her demanding to be recognized as her mother right after the ceremony?

“Auntie, I’m serious.” Shirakawa Natsumi tried to make her eyes look more sincere: “From now on, you are my godmother. Godmother, please accept my bow.”

As he spoke, he sat up from the bed and pretended to bow.

"Wait...wait!" Aunt Mafei quickly reached out to stop her, looking at Shirakawa Natsu with a mixture of amusement and exasperation: "What are you trying to do now? We're not even dressed yet, and you're already calling me 'Mom'?"

She stretched out her finger and touched Xia.

I just rested for a while and I've already regained my former glory.

"If it's just about creating a romantic atmosphere, I don't particularly mind."

"No, I'm serious!" Shirakawa Natsu's gaze was firm as she grasped Aunt Maki's hands: "It's okay, we can act as mother and son in private, but in public we can still be a couple."

"..." Seeing that his expression didn't seem to be joking, Ma Fei rubbed her temples with her fingers, speechless. After a while, she narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Since you're mother and son in private, shouldn't you put your pants on now?"

“That’s not a problem. When we’re in bed or when we want to do it, we can go back to being a couple. We can be more flexible,” Shirakawa Natsu replied matter-of-factly.

Chapter 354 Skill Strengthening

Aunt Mafei looked at him suspiciously, trying to find the answer in his face.

It doesn't make any sense that I should recognize her as my mother now that I just finished doing it three minutes ago.

“Auntie, I’m serious.” Shirakawa Natsumi cupped Aunt Maki’s breasts with her hands: “The moment I was sucking just now, a thought popped into my mind: Auntie, you are my biological mother.”

Ma Fei looked up at his little movements, her expression a half-smile, her eyes saying, "Keep making things up, I'm listening."

“There are many kinds of feelings.” Shirakawa Natsu glanced at the time. There was only one hour left until the mission deadline of 12 o’clock. To complete the mission, she had to persuade the aunt within this hour.

This was the first time he'd received a reward that enhanced his skills, and he didn't want to give it up.

"It can be mutual support, or it can be like that of siblings, or even like that of mother and child. So why can't it be a love like that of mother and child?"

Shirakawa Natsu stared intently at her aunt, her eyes filled with seriousness.

Ma Fei glanced sideways, her smile fading slightly. She could tell that Shirakawa Natsu wasn't joking.

She placed her hand on her abdomen and squeezed it slightly; something came out.

Ma Fei smiled, dipped her finger in the mixture, and stretched it into strands in front of him: "If you considered me your mother, what would you think if you saw these things?"

A fleeting hint of embarrassment crossed Shirakawa Natsumi's eyes. He also felt that this was far-fetched, but the outcome depended on this battle: "Auntie, you must have felt it too. When we interact, there is always a sense of unease, a feeling of identity misalignment."

“But if you treat me like your child, everything will feel natural.”

Shirakawa Natsu leaned forward, pressing against Maki, her hand caressing Maki's slender waist, and whispered in her ear: "Auntie, imagine your child, who receives your motherly love, sleeping next to you at night, holding you in his arms..."

Ma Fei trembled slightly, a strange light flashing in her eyes, as if she were imagining the scene he described.