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"Huh?" Kazama Rina was taken aback. The apology was just a pretext, more like an interjection. She wasn't really being asked how she would apologize.

When she saw Shirakawa Natsu's ambiguous smile, she instantly understood and her face suddenly turned red.

Earlier in the car, Shirakawa Natsu hugged her waist and rubbed against her crotch through her stockings, but then said he was in a hurry and didn't finish.

Her health was already in a terrible state by then.

Seeing his aggressive gaze, Kazama Rina instinctively squeezed her long, black-stockinged legs together and turned her head away: "How does Natsumi want to apologize?"

"Hmph~" Shirakawa Natsu glanced at her high heels. Kazama Rina had long, straight legs, and in black high heels, she looked both innocent and sexy.

Rina Kazama blushed when she saw his gaze fixed on her feet.

In just two days, she had figured out the XP system of this younger boy.

Kazama Rina felt a little wronged. He wanted to play with her feet again, and her body was already aroused to the point of exhaustion. Now she wanted him to actually have sex with her.

It hurt a lot the first time yesterday, but the feeling of fulfillment is imprinted deep in her soul, and she wants it now.

Rina Kazama, however, did not bring it up herself.

She was a pure and innocent school beauty yesterday, and today that image is written all over her face. It's so shameful.

She pulled her long, slender legs back a little, her big eyes blinking as she looked at Shirakawa Natsumi, hoping he would understand what she meant.

Stop playing with her feet, she'll want them too.

"Hmm, doesn't senpai like it?" Shirakawa Natsu chuckled, knowing full well what Kazama Rina was thinking.

He's not a foot fetishist, so the reason he was eyeing her in high heels and black stockings was because there was a pair of eyes watching them from outside the curtains.

Yes, Ryo Murakami is outside.

It's not hard to guess; after all, anyone who sees their girlfriend being taken away by another man would want to follow and see what's going on.

"Well... it's not that I don't like them." Kazama Rina's eyes were resentful, as if she wanted to say, "If you like stockings so much, why don't you tear them open and come in? Why are you always staring at my feet?"

"Understood." Shirakawa Natsu waved his hand and unbuckled his belt.

"No, this is a hospital room..." Kazama Rina said, but her body didn't move, her legs slightly apart.

"Here." Shirakawa Natsumi placed it directly on her lips.

Rina Kazama was taken aback; it wasn't what she had imagined, but she still opened her mouth slightly.

Shirakawa Natsu really liked Kazama Rina's small mouth; it was soft, delicate, and adorable. Yesterday, she was a pure and innocent school beauty, her youthful and clumsy appearance a stark contrast to Natsu's.

He deliberately adjusted his position so that Murakami Ryo could see clearly outside the window.

Seeing his pure and innocent virgin girlfriend open her mouth to suckle another man, the stark contrast caused his composure to crumble in an instant.

Chapter 492 I'm a little tired

In relationships, are techniques important? The answer is definitely yes. Every time Shirakawa Natsumi is with Aunt Maki, she becomes completely immersed in her gentle embrace.

A mature woman's tongue is sticky and skillful; all you need to do is lie down and enjoy her tongue precisely teasing every spot.

That exhilarating experience is something no other woman can give me.

But Kazama Rina was completely different. Her small mouth was pink and tender. She tried her best to open it, but her tongue, let alone any skill, was so nervous that she didn't know where to put it after it was pushed in.

She was also trying to serve Shirakawa Natsu, but her movements were far too clumsy.

Compared to Aunt Mafei, they are two extremes.

But Shirakawa Natsu had a good experience. Watching the innocent school beauty blush and act awkwardly gave her a strange sense of satisfaction.

The level of sexual arousal was no less than when I was with Aunt Ma Fei.

"It's okay, don't rush, take your time." Shirakawa Natsu smiled, reaching out her right hand to stroke the back of her head, allowing her to control the pace herself.

He deliberately slowed down so he could slowly enjoy this low-level stimulation while still allowing Murakami Ryo to see clearly from outside.

It's like watching in slow motion, looking at your innocent girlfriend's mouth while looking at another man.

Rina Kazama's eyes grew increasingly resentful.

Even with slow and gentle movements, keeping your mouth open for a long time can make your mouth feel very sore.

Shirakawa Natsu pressed her head down, preventing her from breathing. It wasn't suffocating, but it wasn't exactly comfortable either.

She is very resentful now.

I was thinking that at least I wouldn't be playing with feet anymore.

They thought that preparing the mouth was just a preparatory step, and that once it was done, they could taste the forbidden fruit again.

As it turned out, this younger, domineering CEO got addicted to it, seemingly making it his home, and even had a very comfortable and enjoyable expression.

Rina Kazama tried to pout, but found her mouth was full and she couldn't make an expression.

She had her long, black-stockinged legs pressed together, and her right hand was outside her short skirt, as if she wanted to secretly slip her fingers inside to masturbate.

After their eyes met, Shirakawa Natsu's.

She withdrew her hand; she had her pride too. They had only met yesterday, and she didn't want him to think of her as a vulgar woman.

In the end, Kazama Rina could only look at Shirakawa Natsu with a resentful and pitiful gaze.

Hopefully he won't create any more weird places.

Shirakawa Natsu looked down and saw a deep resentment in her eyes.

He knew, of course, that the innocent school beauty, having tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, was now filled with boundless curiosity about sex. After experiencing rubbing against him through her stockings and sucking on him, she was already very eager.

Shirakawa Natsu also wanted to pounce on her, tear off her stockings, and enjoy her delicate, youthful body. He wanted to use the roughest movements to mold her body into his own shape.

But Murakami Ryo was watching from outside; he didn't want Kazama Rina's private parts to be seen by other men.

"Senior, you look so beautiful right now." Shirakawa Natsumi stroked the back of her head and smiled warmly: "Let's record your expression right now."

"?" Kazama Rina's mouth was covered, preventing her from speaking, and a look of confusion flashed in her big eyes.

Shirakawa Natsu deliberately raised her voice, glancing at the curtains out of the corner of her eye. She hoped he wouldn't be unable to bear it and leave; a series of attacks awaited him later.

Just as he had expected, Murakami Ryo was hiding outside, watching everything that was happening inside the house.

His eyes were bloodshot and bulging as he looked at his girlfriend, who was shy even when holding hands, her delicate lips parted in his mouth.

I was the one who went first.

He wanted to leave, but his feet seemed rooted to the spot, and he couldn't move. Seeing his girlfriend was a devastating blow.

Seeing the terrifying length of other men is like a sharp blade piercing his heart; he loses, whether as a boyfriend or a man.

At that moment, a thought even popped into his mind.

Fortunately, his girlfriend had never seen him, otherwise she would have known that he was much younger than this man.

"No, that's not right, what am I thinking?" Murakami Ryo clenched his fists, closed his eyes and tried to leave, but was stopped in his tracks by a single sentence.

"Senior, you don't mind if I take a picture to remember this, right?" Shirakawa Natsu deliberately puffed out her chest a couple of times and took out her phone.

Murakami Ryo was dumbfounded, his head buzzing. "Take...take pictures, he actually wants to take pictures! Rina will definitely not agree to this, she will be angry."

Hope suddenly ignited in his eyes. This villain had finally revealed his true nature. Once Lina saw through his true nature, he could comfort her.

"?" Kazama Rina, still with a mouthful of milk, blushed as she heard the younger, domineering CEO's request.

Yesterday she was an innocent young girl, today she's taking photos with men.

There is a fire inside her right now.

Rina Kazama felt a sense of resistance, but it dissipated in an instant. The person in front of her was not her man, but rather someone more like a master. Their statuses were inherently unequal.

The money for her father's surgery, and everything else, came from the man in front of her.

Rina Kazama blushed as she watched him take out his phone and point the camera at her. She could only reach out and cover her eyes with the back of her hand.

Her slender arms couldn't completely cover her face, so she did this simply to avoid being seen by the camera.

"Click."

The crisp sound of a phone taking a picture rang out in the room.

Shirakawa Natsumi controlled the back of her head with one hand.

He held the phone in his other hand.

Looking at the photos, the innocent school beauty's face was flushed, her mouth was full of something, and her hand shyly covered her eyes. The contrast between her innocence and her wantonness was extremely alluring.

At the same time, glancing at the PK interface, Murakami Akira's health bar was down to only 10%.

"Heh, not bad." Shirakawa Natsu released her left hand and the words came out of her mouth.

Kazama Rina took the opportunity to gasp for breath. Her jaw ached from keeping her mouth open for so long, and after a while, her mouth felt empty.

A fleeting longing flashed in her eyes.

She subtly parted her legs, no longer wanting to feign modesty, fearing the younger, domineering CEO might not actually take advantage of her.

Shirakawa Natsu reached out and grasped her black stockings.

Kazama Rina trembled, her eyes filled with resentment as she watched him take off her high heels, rub them on the soles of her feet against her black stockings, then stuff them all inside the high heels before putting them back on her.

"..."

"Senior, you should wear these high heels to work tomorrow." Shirakawa Natsu deliberately raised her voice.

Rina Kazama's toes opened and closed in her high heels, feeling the slippery stockings rubbing against her toes.

With a resentful look in her eyes, she nodded in response to his earnest gaze.

I also cleaned her shoes yesterday, and they were all snagged when I got home.

She couldn't bear to throw away her high heels, so she could only carefully wash them clean. Now, she doesn't even need to wash them anymore.

Outside the window, Murakami Ryo was completely stunned.

He was completely stunned, as if his soul had been ripped from his body. He couldn't believe that his girlfriend had changed so much after just one day apart.

The onslaught hadn't stopped yet.

After finishing, Shirakawa Natsu didn't put her pants back on. She turned around, lay on the hospital bed, and spread her legs: "Senior, I'm a little tired. If you still want more, you can do it yourself."

After he finished speaking, he picked up his phone and pretended not to care, starting to play with it.

Chapter 493 This guy is cheating

Shirakawa Natsu lay on the hospital bed, swiping her phone, deliberately ignoring Kazama Rina, leaving her hanging and putting her to the test.

Although the photos on the phone were taken to provoke Ryo Murakami, the visual effect is indeed impactful.

Seeing Kazama Rina's shy expression, her hands covering her eyes, and her obediently opening her mouth, I felt a surge of desire again.

He was very patient, and Murakami Ryo was watching.

It's better to watch your girlfriend being violated by other men with little resistance than to see her willingly give in.

Seeing your girlfriend, so innocent that you've only ever held her hand, actively seeking a man, and then having a lewd gesture from a man you hate, would be the most devastating blow.

Shirakawa Natsu looked at his remaining 10% health and smiled: "Still not dead?"

outside the window.

When Murakami Ryo saw his girlfriend blushing and giving oral sex to another man, he had never seen that expression before, and now she was showing it to another man.

His heart felt like it was about to explode; his fists clenched so tightly that his fingers trembled and turned pale.

He watched as the man took off his girlfriend's high heels and rubbed them against her small, black-stockinged feet. His girlfriend didn't resist at all; in fact, she even cooperated with his actions by using the soles of her feet.

He thought about meeting his girlfriend yesterday, and how Kazama Rina walked strangely.

It turns out this wasn't the first time. Yesterday, that man had already taken advantage of his girlfriend's youthful body and slender, delicate feet.

When I spoke to him yesterday, Kazama Rina already had another man's fluids inside her.

He only ever held hands with me.

We clearly agreed to respect each other!

His eyes were red, and anger contorted his face. He wanted to kick open the ward door and rush in to question Kazama Rina about why she blushed shyly whenever her fingers were touched when they were together.

But she can use her mouth and feet to please men.