My Yellow Hair App

Yazhikui shook his head: "When the body is stimulated, it will be transmitted to the brain, and it has nothing to do with who gives the stimulus."

"You guys are enough!" Bai Chuanxia stood up, hugged Jingu Nao and said, "That's the end of drinking today."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Yazhikui to say anything else, he dragged Jingu Nao back to the room.

Abandoning Yazhikui to sit alone in the living room, thinking there.

The two were lying on the bed.

"Xia." Jingomiya Nao lay in his arms: "Do boys have a lot of girls they like in their hearts like Sister Yagyuki said?"

"It's hard to say, for example, I like Misaka Mikoto." Bai Chuanxia said perfunctorily.

"Hmph, it must be the name of the second dimension." Jingomiya Nao pursed her lips and kissed him quickly on the face: "Even if Xia has other women he likes in his heart, my love for Xia will not change in any way, It will not decrease at all, because you are the love I found, and I believe your heart will be filled by me."

"Yeah." Bai Chuanxia looked complicated, and hugged her into his arms: "Go to sleep."

He didn't know whether the love that was too easy to get would become less cherished.

Even if this girl loves you with all her heart and soul.

When the time came to the second day, Jingomiya Nao and Shirakawa Xia Wen stayed for a while before leaving with a smile.

Bai Chuanxia was lying on the bed, and the next step was to find a way to complete the task and collect the thirty points.

This means that he can directly exchange for a tauren kidney.

He plans to experiment with Huangmao massage today. Although the Huangmao APP is very reliable, he has never tried it, and it feels insecure to use it.

There are also some skill mechanisms that also need to be explored in practice.

The subject of the experiment is, of course, a good brother.

He intends to take his brother as the task object and simulate it first.

The University of Tokyo, in a residential building.

Hojo Kanna got up early in the morning and was busy in the kitchen.

After changing the depressed mood of this week, the haze on his face completely dissipated, and he hummed a cheerful melody.

Concubine Hojo sat at the dining table with complicated eyes: "Kanna, have you encountered any happy things?"

"Ah." Hojo Kanna was taken aback, and said with a blushing face, "I watched some shows by comedians at home yesterday, it was quite interesting."

"So that's how it is." Concubine Hojo sighed secretly in her heart: "My naive daughter is already able to deceive people. She didn't watch a comedian yesterday, she clearly did dog licking for several hours, licking with her tongue."

"I've made my mother worry these days." Hojo Kanna smiled, and carefully served a bowl of soup and said, "This is stewed chicken with abalone."

Concubine Beijo looked at the abalones floating in the soup. If she remembered correctly, her daughter bought them to practice skills, and after practice she brought them stewed soup.

"Is mom not feeling well today?" Hojo Kanna asked strangely when she saw her mother staring at the abalone in a daze.

"No, I'm thinking about work." Concubine Hojo subconsciously didn't pick up the abalone, and put down her chopsticks: "Is Kanna going to school tomorrow?"

"Yeah." Hojo Kanna nodded: "Thank you mom for worrying, I'm fine now."

Concubine Hojo looked at her daughter who had regained her cheerfulness, feeling complicated. She decided to at least investigate what kind of girl Yazhikui was.

She is from the Police Department of the Metropolitan Police Department, and she has seen too many tragedies between parents and children due to ignorance.

If Yazhikui was a woman she could rely on, she would not explicitly object.

As a policeman, I have a natural liking for top law school students, and the other party looks quite handsome.

At this time, Bai Chuanxia came to the door of Mi Zhiku's room with the hemp rope in his hand, and twisted the handle with his hand, making a "click".

But the door was locked from the inside and couldn't be unscrewed at all.

"Damn it, I promised to trust, but the door is still locked!" Bai Chuanxia came to Mizhikui to test his skills, and he really didn't have any good intentions.

But being guarded by the other party in advance is another matter.

Obviously, he already knows the depth of his throat, so he doesn't recognize it after having fun, right?

"Dong dong dong!" Bai Chuanxia knocked on the door several times.

There were footsteps in the room, and the door opened. Ya Zhikui was only wearing a large shirt, showing a pair of long legs, stepping on the wooden floor with bare feet, with one hand still covering his forehead: "What's the matter, it seemed like yesterday Drank too much."

"Hmph." Bai Chuanxia sneered twice, held the hemp rope in his hand, and shook it in the air, pretending to be cold, "Who allows you to talk to the master like this."

Mizhikui seemed to wake up a little bit, looked him up and down, and suddenly a condescending Yujie sneered at the corner of his mouth.

It was the expression of extreme disgust.

After she finished her contempt, she reached out and grabbed the door handle, then closed the door.

"Uh, wait." Bai Chuanxia hurriedly stretched out his foot, stuck in the door of the room: "I'm just joking, let's talk first."

Yazuki glanced at him, and then opened the door.

Bai Chuanxia has visited her room many times, and there are very few things, very simple.

"What's the matter." Mizhikui sat on the bed, with a pair of long legs stacked together, which was very eye-catching.

"I should be the one to ask." Bai Chuanxia shook the rope in his hand: "You were not like this two days ago, you don't admit it after you're done."

Mi Zhiku covered his forehead: "I'm not interested in **** today, I'll call you if I want to."

"Hey, what kind of scumbag are you talking about!" Bai Chuanxia was speechless, and he went all out. He originally thought it was a tacit understanding between the two, but it turned out to be just his own wishful thinking, and instantly felt like he was hurt by the scumbag. feel.

"Even if it's going to bed, I don't want to do it anytime, right?" Miyuki pushed his short hair behind his ears.

The cold and beautiful sister who has not fully woken up is wearing only a white shirt, which has a unique charm.

Bai Chuanxia admitted that she was teased: "So what do you think of me?"

"For what?" Mi Zhiku tilted his head, and said for a while: "Artificial AI, smart toys."

"You can really say it!" Bai Chuanxia threw the rope aside: "So what's going on."

He knew that there must be some reason for Mizhikui's sudden abnormality.

"Sex and love are separated." Yazhikui moved out yesterday's theory again: "I'm under too much pressure these days, and the collar and rope can make me into another person, and I enjoy this feeling very much .”

"Understood." Bai Chuanxia nodded, and Mizhikui seemed to have changed his personality after putting on the collar.

"That emotion has been released." Yazhikui shook one of his long legs in the air: "It's as if something that has been squeezed for many years has finally been poured out. Now I feel good."

"I see." Bai Chuanxia shrugged, Mizhikui's speaking style was different today, a little frivolous.

Usually she has a cold face and hardly speaks, but today she talks a lot, more like a scumbag who plays with people's feelings: "You will lose me if you call me and leave me like this."

"Oh." Mizhikui leaned back: "Actually, I know some female friends of S, who were rejected by me before. They should have good skills."

"You scumbag." Bai Chuanxia pointed her **** at her.

"If they only show up when I need them, I won't look for other women." Yazhikui said seemingly casually.

"Okay." When she said this, Bai Chuanxia knew that her good brother was trying to hide her nervousness.

Even if she pretends to be very similar, but the brothers have known each other for so many years, how could they not see it.

"It's settled." Mi Zhikui breathed a sigh of relief, but he still tried his best to hide it.

Bai Chuanxia didn't even bother to expose it, bro, your acting skills are really bad.

Probably because I usually have more grim faces, but I suddenly wanted to enrich my expressions, and I didn't adapt so quickly.

He could even guess which show his good brother was playing, it was nothing more than the last time the CD was handed over to Hanahiko Inagawa.

Not only was Inagawa Hanahi not angry, but she came to persuade her earnestly.

It should be true that Yazhikui said that he likes Inagawa Hanahi, and he is probably also disappointed in himself.

Knowing that the ending was doomed, she simply pretended to be a scumbag who played with emotions, and made Inagawa Hanahi and Hojo Kanna give up.

At least it won't hurt the woman who really likes her.

But Bai Chuanxia didn't care, of course there were reasons.

The handsome elder sister with a cold face, with a look of disgust in her eyes, said scumbag remarks, in fact, she cared more than anyone else in her heart.

Literally dancing on his XP.

Bai Chuanxia decided to cooperate: "Let me give you a massage."

"Massage?" Mi Zhikui frowned slightly. It was early in the morning, and she obviously didn't have the nature of massage.

"Actually, I studied for Jingu Nao." Bai Chuanxia pretended to regret, "I want to surprise her, but I don't have anyone familiar with me to experiment with."

As expected, Mi Zhikui was soft-hearted and couldn't bear to refuse, but his expression was firm, showing a bit of disdain: "I was hungover last night and felt a little uncomfortable."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and lay down on the bed.

Bai Chuanxia nodded, as expected, he was still the same brother, but Yazhikui's figure looked even better when viewed from behind.

He didn't let Mi Zhigui take off his coat, he knew that Mi Zhigui didn't have the habit of wearing a corset, and if he asked Mi Zhigui to take off his coat, the purpose would be too obvious.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the restlessness in his heart, he slowly stretched out his hand and began to perform the yellow hair massage technique.

First press both hands on both sides of Mi Zhikuu's shoulders, not simply pressing, but the junction points of bones, which can also be called acupuncture points.

"Hmm." Mi Zhikui immediately hummed.

Chapter 106 Simulation Tasks

\"There are some things that need to be explained in advance.\" Bai Chuanxia pointed **** on the acupuncture points on her shoulder bone: "Mizhikui, your figure is very attractive, and I am also a man. If there is some reaction, or not It's possible to be careful to press some strange places, right?"

Yazhikui buried his head in the pillow, unable to see his expression, his voice came out from the crack of his mouth: "Yeah."

"So, if you think there is a problem, you must bring it up in time, and I will stop immediately." Bai Chuanxia's **** went all the way down the spine, and he was performing the yellow hair massage according to the memory in his mind.

"Um."

The skills given by the system are not fantasy abilities that can be cast automatically with a single shout.

Instead, the skill-related skills are passed to the mind, whether it is theoretical knowledge or proficiency, it is directly full.

It also has the ability of the massaged object not to look back. To achieve this effect, it is necessary to massage according to a specific rhythm.

Bai Chuanxia's **** slid along the spine, all the way to the tailbone, and pressed his two thumbs in on the protrusion.

"Aha." Mizhikui trembled and made a sound, but his body didn't move.

Bai Chuanxia's fingers drew circles on both sides of the tailbone, and began to slide upwards at the waist respectively, until they reached the armpits: "Mi Zhikuu's armpits are very clean and soft, do you clean them regularly?"

Yazhikuu's arms were clamped tightly, not allowing him to press there any more.

Bai Chuanxia nodded secretly. It seems that Huangmao Massage can interact with the person being massaged through language. His hand slid on his thigh again: "The thighs are also very long, just like those leg models. If it is other Men will be very excited to see it."

He continued to use language to test whether humiliating language would interrupt the no-turn-back effect during massage.

Yazhikui still didn't look back, but just buried his head firmly in the pillow.

Bai Chuanxia couldn't be sure for a while, whether she didn't turn back because of her own will, or because of the effect of her skills.

"Spread your feet." Bai Chuanxia hooked her elbow sockets where her thighs and calves were connected with both hands, and separated them to the sides, making her long legs into an M shape.

When doing this movement, he felt his heartbeat speeding up significantly. The yellow hair massage technique needs to separate his legs to this point, but it doesn't need to be separated to this extent. His meeting is also experimental.

This posture makes the pubic bone appear obvious inverted triangle protrusion.

Yazhikui finally made a move, she pressed her head into the pillow, and stretched one hand behind her back to wrap around the position of the tailbone.

"No, I have already said that if you want to stop, you need to call out to stop. Otherwise, you must fully cooperate with me." In the shape of Mi no Kui, the front part is just to relax the whole body, and the exciting part is all in the back.

Since it is yellow hair massage, it is of course different from ordinary massage techniques.

"Do you want to stop? Yazhikui." Bai Chuanxia asked again, and at the same time, a finger was already on her tailbone, rotating slightly in a rhythmic manner.

After the relaxation operations just now, Yazhikui's body was limp on the bed like a puddle of mud, even if he pressed the tailbone, he didn't have the trembling reaction at the beginning.

Even though Bai Chuanxia's movements have gradually exceeded the level of normal massage, she still called to stop.

Bai Chuanxia's hand went all the way down the tailbone.

On Mizhikuu's skin, for some unknown reason, there was some faint sweat.

His fingers seemed to be skating on the skin, drawing a series of depressions.

He felt that Yazhikui was very nervous, she buried her head in the pillow, and couldn't see where his hand would go next, the stamina, the armpit, the inner thigh, or whatever. .

This anxiety kept stimulating his spirit.

Breathing began to increase, which was different from the last time I tied the rope, that time the muscles of the whole body were tense.