RNP Page 418
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Shirakawa Natsu was startled by this thought.
He's not a foot fetishist, but now all his thoughts are filled with her little tricks and her beautiful feet. If it were someone else with a foot fetish, they would probably already be completely manipulated by her and become her dog.
A sudden ringtone interrupted his thoughts.
He took out his phone and saw a familiar license plate.
Half an hour later.
Shirakawa Natsu was standing at the tram stop when a pretty voice came running up and bumped into him.
"I missed you." Nao nuzzled her face against his chest, then looked up at him. "Did I cause you any trouble?"
"It's alright." Shirakawa Natsu shook her head and put her arm around her waist: "Have you eaten?"
“I ate some on the Shinkansen.” Nao reached out her little hand, grabbed his little finger, and pressed her body against his arm.
"I'll take you for a walk." Shirakawa Natsu took her hand in return and walked out together. As they walked, he glanced at Nao out of the corner of his eye. In order to complete the mission, he had been cooperating with Yuzuriha Yu to prepare for the fake identity for the past two weeks. His gaze swept over Nao's tight cheeks and then down to her slightly protruding chest.
Nao is a C cup, which has a very girlish feel, and is the perfect size to hold in your hand.
Hanakira appears to be a D cup, slightly larger than Nao.
Nao noticed his gaze and turned her head: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing. It just feels like it's been a long time since we last met. I've missed you." Shirakawa Natsu squeezed her hand: "I've been here for half a month. Let me take you sightseeing."
"Hehe~ Okay." Nao leaned on his shoulder.
The two walked along the streets of Adachi Ward, the evening breeze ruffling Nao's long hair, carrying a faint fragrance into his nose.
"You can see the sea from here." Shirakawa Natsu led her to the bridge, where they stretched, gazing at the sea and letting the sea breeze caress their faces.
"Looking at the vast ocean always makes people feel better."
As he looked at the beach, the image of Hua Qiluo in black silk stockings and her jade-like feet twirling lightly on the sand flashed through his mind.
“It’s a beautiful view.” Nao put her hands behind her back, smiled, and turned her head to look at Shirakawa Natsu, her gaze never leaving her.
"Uh." Shirakawa Natsu suddenly felt guilty under her gaze. He clearly had such a good girlfriend, yet he kept thinking about other people's girlfriends' black stockings and jade feet.
"I'll take you to other places; there are many fun places in Adachi Ward."
He had just turned around when his clothes were grabbed from behind.
Nao pressed her body against hers: "I don't want to go anywhere else. I just want to go to Natsu's house right now."
"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu looked at her youthful and beautiful figure. Did Nao really want it?
“If it were just the two of us traveling, I would want to go shopping with Natsu, whether it’s the beach or a park. As long as I’m with Natsu, I would be happy to go anywhere.” Nao leaned closer to him: “But we only get to see each other once every two weeks, so time is precious. Actually, I just want to be closer to Natsu.”
Shirakawa Natsu's heart pounded as she looked into Nao's affectionate eyes; she was completely captivated.
“Right now,” Nao held his hand, “I just want to find a place where no one else is around, to be as spoiled as I want with you, and to be held tightly in your arms, so that… I can get through this time apart from you.”
"Nao." Shirakawa Natsu lowered his head and kissed her lips, ignoring the stares of those around them.
The two then returned to the apartment.
Clothes were scattered on the ground.
Shirakawa Natsu held Nao's petite body close. Tonight, they were using the most basic position, but every time they entered, they felt each other's love.
Hua Qiluo's black silk stockings and jade feet were a source of sexual arousal and stimulation for him.
When I'm cuddling with Nao, it's a simple satisfaction of love.
The next day, Nao left early in the morning.
Shirakawa Natsu drove to the apartment building to pick up Hanakira. Today, she was dressed as a white-collar professional, with her long hair tied up behind her head, wearing flesh-colored stockings and white high heels, looking elegant and beautiful.
"Shirakawa-kun, you don't seem to have slept well tonight," Hanakira said with a gentle smile.
"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsumi was taken aback, then smiled and said, "It's my first time working, I'm a little nervous."
I can't remember how many times Nao and I came here last night.
"You'll get used to it eventually," Hua Qiluo said with a mysterious smile.
Chapter 592 Mature Woman's Guide
Shirakawa Natsu sniffed. The floral scent on Hana Kira seemed even stronger today than yesterday. He raised his hand, adjusted the rearview mirror, and saw Hana Kira's reflection in it.
Her attire was very formal; she wasn't even wearing black stockings, but her raised, jade-like feet in high heels seemed to possess a certain special allure.
"She did it on purpose." Shirakawa Natsu had been fighting with Nao until dawn last night. Although he was very fond of Nao's petite and cute body, he didn't forget to ask about the important matter.
Among secret agents, there are some tricks specifically designed to seduce men.
For example, a particular sitting posture and angle can make it easier for a man's gaze to focus on a certain point.
From the moment Hua Qiluo got into the car, her high-heeled feet were positioned exactly on the golden ratio line of the car's interior mirror. She deliberately made Bai Chuanxia look up so he could see her feet.
Of course, all of this is predicated on the premise that her feet are sexy enough.
From Shirakawa Natsu's perspective, Hanakira leaned back in the back seat with her eyes slightly narrowed, looking frail, thin, fragile, and pitiful, as if she hadn't slept well.
This made him unconsciously slow down the car slightly.
Shirakawa Natsu, gripping the steering wheel, suddenly froze. Good heavens, her boyfriend was back, and she hadn't slept well all night.
If I were just an ordinary guy, I'd probably already be overthinking things.
Having learned that her female boss, with whom she had a somewhat ambiguous relationship, had spent the entire night fighting with her boyfriend, she must be feeling extremely depressed, perhaps even heartbroken.
"Damn, what's with this weird NTR vibe?" Shirakawa Natsu couldn't help but look up and see her high-heeled feet and delicate appearance in the rearview mirror.
The image that immediately came to mind was of her wearing stockings and high heels, stepping on her boyfriend.
"Damn, I'm turning into a pervert." Shirakawa Natsu banished her distracting thoughts and began to recall the times she spent with her brothers. Doing it with her was the most relaxing.
Next time I'll definitely try those SM props.
Relying on her willpower, Shirakawa Natsumi stopped looking up and safely drove the car to the company building: "Boss, we've arrived."
"Sorry, I fell asleep." Hua Qiluo seemed to wake up, covered her forehead with her hand, and then showed an apologetic smile: "I was busy with the matter of changing the chef at the hotel during the day last night, and I didn't sleep at all."
"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback: "This... is too hard."
He hesitated, as if he wanted to do something for his boss, but didn't know what he could do.
"It's okay, I'm used to it." Hua Qiluo said helplessly, "I just feel really bad for him."
Shirakawa Natsumi remained silent. Hearing her say that she hadn't actually spent the whole night with her boyfriend, the strange NTR feeling in her heart gradually faded away.
You could even sense that her relationship with her boyfriend might have been strained because of work.
"However, thanks to his support and constant companionship, I was able to persevere." Hua Qiluo smiled brightly. "Let's go."
After she finished speaking, she straightened up, and the fragility she had shown earlier vanished instantly, transforming her back into a sophisticated career woman.
"Uh." Shirakawa Natsumi's fleeting thought of a chance was dashed again, and she suddenly felt like an outsider.
In just the time it takes to hitch a ride, my mood has already gone through several ups and downs.
He hurriedly chased after him.
As Hua Qiluo stepped onto the stairs, her high heels suddenly wobbled, causing her to lean backward.
"Watch out!" Bai Chuanxia reacted quickly, stepping forward to support her. Hua Qiluo fell backward into his arms. Feeling the fragrance of the beautiful woman and her soft body in his arms, he steadied Hua Qiluo and quickly stepped back: "Are you alright?"
Hua Qiluo was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses and shook her head: "Thank you, I'm fine. You were very handsome just now, like an impeccable knight."
"Ha, no." Shirakawa Natsumi awkwardly scratched her head, glancing at the ground where her high heels had just stepped, where there were some water stains.
The cleaning staff didn't wipe it clean.
Hua Qiluo noticed his gaze and smiled, "It's alright, I wasn't paying attention when I went upstairs. I believe you will protect me. Let's go, my knight."
She held her mature red curly hair in her hand, and her seemingly joking words were tinged with a special warmth in her smile.
At this moment, Shirakawa Natsumi suddenly froze, wondering why she valued her so much.
He and Hua Qiluo came to the company together.
Hua Qiluo went to the office to work.
He was assigned to the general staff area and tasked with organizing documents.
"Handsome, my name is Iori." Iori is 26 or 7 years old, with long, straight black hair. She is dressed in an office lady outfit, wears glasses, and has a warm smile: "If you don't understand anything at work, feel free to ask me."
"Ah, okay, thank you very much." Shirakawa Natsumi sorted out the documents, which were all tedious basic tasks, summarizing and compiling the evaluations of the chefs sent out by the company.
As he organized the documents, he began to think about Hua Qiluo's next move. To this day, he still couldn't figure out what this woman was thinking.
The words those knights used just now carried a particularly suggestive meaning.
After all, the image of a knight and a princess evokes romance and the idea of love.
"What will she do next?" Shirakawa Natsu narrowed his eyes. So far, he hadn't revealed anything special about her; she was just a handsome exchange student.
Why is she so concerned about herself?
Even if getting close to her was part of the plan, this inexplicable intimacy always makes people suspicious.
Shirakawa Natsu didn't expect an answer, and the next move he was waiting for from Hanakira never came.
He spent seven consecutive days organizing the documents.
Hana Kira's boyfriend picks her up and drops her off every day, so Shirakawa Natsu's driver job is gone.
His only opportunity to contact Hua Qiluo was through communication tools, where he would send her the documents he had prepared.
"receive."
That was the only thing the two of them said to each other in those seven days.
night.
Shirakawa Natsu sat cross-legged in his small apartment, gazing up at the night sky. Three questions occupied his mind: "Who am I?" "What am I doing?" "Where am I?"
He actually worked as a corporate slave for a whole week.
He said he was her knight in shining armor this morning, but then nothing happened. It was like he bit her, got dressed, and left. When they met again, they were strangers.
"Have I been left here?"
Shirakawa Natsumi was completely bewildered; Hana Kira's identity was special.
He really had no choice but to approach Shirakawa Natsu if she didn't take the initiative to do so.
Just then, "Ring ring!"
Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
"Who?" Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, stood up and opened the door, and two familiar figures appeared in the doorway.
"Goodnight, my knight." Hua Qiluo's cheeks were slightly flushed, completely different from her usual dignified appearance. She looked drunk and could hardly stand. A drunken beauty has a special kind of beauty.
"I'm sorry, Shirakawa-kun." Iori helped Hanakira up. "We were drinking until just now when she suddenly said, 'I need to go encourage my knight,' so I had to help her here."
Chapter 593 Don't Come Over
"Here, this is for you, it's super delicious~" Hua Qiluo, with her wine-red curly hair, abandoned her dignified elegance after getting drunk. She took off her high heels and black-stockinged feet, stepping directly onto the wooden floor, and leaned towards him, her mature and beautiful face full of silly smiles: "When you feel stressed, drinking a good drink can relieve the stress~"
"Um, actually I'm fine." Shirakawa Natsu placed her hands in front of her chest, looking at her stumbling figure. She wanted to reach out and catch her, but was worried that the two of them would be too close and she would feel awkward.
It perfectly portrays the embarrassment and helplessness of a young man who has just entered society and is facing a drunken boss.
"I...work is going very well, so you don't need to worry, boss."
"Call me Hua Qiluo~" Hua Qiluo staggered, but managed not to actually fall down; her body was almost pressed against Shirakawa Natsu's.
"I know everything~ Xia Jun, you were secretly making phone calls during your lunch break."
"Hehe~" Hua Qiluo's eyes held a unique allure, like a mature woman after a few drinks: "Is she your girlfriend? It's a long-distance relationship, isn't it? You really want to see her, but you can't easily do so. You must be so lonely~"
"..." Shirakawa Natsu did make a phone call, mainly to Ayana and Nao.
"I told you so." Hua Qiluo leaned closer to him, pressing her body against his arm. "Imagining your lover's body temperature, but not having the money to go to a hotel, if you keep thinking about these things and save up, you'll get sick."
She raised her hand, making a gun gesture, and as she leaned closer, her leg seemingly unintentionally touched his: "So that's why we came~?"
Shirakawa Natsu raised an eyebrow. Had this body been inhabited by a different soul? During the day, he was dignified, mature, composed, and elegant, but after getting drunk, it was as if he had been replaced by a different soul.