[Comprehensive] Sweet Uchiha

Then the girl looked at him as if nothing had happened.

Madara was a little frustrated, so he asked, "What didn't you say?"

"?g? Do you want to say something?" Lan pointed her lips with her index finger and thought curiously.

After a few seconds, she figured it out: "Well, that sounds cool..., no, is it handsome?"

Uchiha Madara stroked his forehead. He shouldn't have any expectations for the guy in front of him.

This round, Lan Jiang, ko!

"Pfft--" At some point, Teacher Cat started eating watermelon again and made the sound of spitting out melon seeds.

After finishing a round of melon, the fat cat waddled and jumped to the ground. He looked back at the girl and said, "Hai will not do this to you when you are tied up. However, if a child who does something wrong is spanked or something, three I can’t guarantee three.”

After saying that, he wandered out of Xia Mulan's bedroom.

Really, the old cat teacher can no longer stand this young and sticky pull.

Idiots, all of them are idiots!

After the big monster Madara left after eating the melon, at this time, only Ran and Madara were left in the room.

The wind from this country brought wet moisture, and the girl's long hair was blown even more messily.

"?g——" Lan sighed as she pulled her messy hair.

"What?" The young man holding her hand said, with a helpless expression and a slightly cold look on his face.

"My head is big, and it really hurts." The girl changed her position and continued to lie on the bed.

"Oh? You know how big your head is." Madara glanced at her lightly.

"Yeah, it's really impossible for grandpa to know that he was so seriously injured." Lan waved the hands held by the two of them, but because she didn't know where they were pulled, she let out a "hiss!"

Madara frowned: "Does it really hurt?"

As if she was tired of talking, Lan stretched out her arm and motioned for the young man to look at it.

There are still faint scale lines on it, but they are cracked, and they look soft, as if they are falling off, and they are so dull that they have no luster.

Carefully touching the scales with his well-jointed fingers, he felt its rough texture. The young man felt a little distressed, but was embarrassed to say it out loud.

He just touched them slowly and gently, as if this could make them heal faster.

Xia Mulan looked at him like this, "Don't be sad, Madara." Such words came out of her mouth.

The exposed young man looked like a furry cat secretly. He squinted coldly at Lan on the bed: "Shut up, are you okay?"

The cold winter fell on the girl like an enemy.

She made a zipper gesture around her mouth and fell silent.

After a while, Lan couldn't help it any longer and explained to Madara, who looked downcast: "Actually, it's not very serious. It's just that he's changing his scales!"

"Huh?" The young man was confused.

Lan turned around in his head the information that the bloodline inheritance told him, and compared it with his current state. Just being injured and losing so much blood could not make a ferocious and majestic dragon so weak.

Well, even though I am very delicate.

However, under the softened scales, harder and finer scales were slowly growing out, making her feel itchy and painful, and she was extremely hungry.

She said firmly: "Well, just like humans changing clothes, we also need to change clothes before we reach adulthood."

And he proudly showed off his pale face and spots: "The new ones will look better and more beautiful!"

When she becomes a majestic dragon, she can carry Madara to many places in the world just like Mr. Cat carried her grandfather.

By the way, there is also grandpa, let him go for a ride on your back.

Then he would probably smile happily.

——Then forget about the things you have done recently and just stay happy.

The girl who had already begun to fight the unreliable Xiao Jiujiu seemed to have forgotten the pain, and her pure blue eyes became sparkling. They were the refraction of light into pure blue, like the candy wrapper that girls like, transparent and rainbow-like. The same splendor.

"Before that, let's recover from your stupid injuries."

Looking at Lan like that, although I didn't know what she was thinking, I could roughly guess what Madara was ruthlessly breaking into her dream.

"And -" Madara took out from the scroll the small bell that Orchid had dropped on the ground that day, and a tachi that after learning that the girl had left, he was so devastated that he didn't want to fight anymore and returned to its original form.

Although the young man was completely in no mood to continue.

"Put away the things you left at my place."

Lan looked at the little red bell placed in her palm, her eyes became complicated for a moment, but it passed so quickly that the young man sitting beside her bed didn't notice it at all.

The tachi returned to the little lady's hands, glowing with a mischievous silver light that represented joy. Lan ordered Madara to put it on the knife holder indifferently, keeping company with his old friend, the dead crescent-patterned tachi.

Tsurumaru was not satisfied. "Bang!" The sword fell restlessly to the ground.

Although the weak Lan didn't want to pay attention to him, she still supported the hand of the young man next to her, lifted the quilt and stood up, walked slowly to the side, raised the tachi with one hand, and then raised the knife stand with the other hand.

Xia Mulan frowned as the wound seemed to be involved again. ——They are all careless bastards.

Madara, who was supporting her, was keenly aware of the girl's discomfort, and hurriedly took the knife holder and knife, and followed her to the outdoor corridor.

The Land of Water still looks like it does at night, with no modern high-rise buildings blocking the view. The stars in the sky and the palaces held up by giant trees are very close together.

There is no fence outside the corridor near Lan's bedroom. When you look down, you can see the vast lake below. However, the distance up and down is very far. If you are an ordinary person looking over, you may be shocked.

Xia Mulan pointed to the empty corridor, Uchiha Madara understood, put the knife rest under the open-air starry sky, and put the white tachi on it.

"Go, look at the stars and the moon with your friends, and talk about some elegant poetry about this and that, and don't be a monster." The girl asked feebly.

Then she wanted to sit down with Madara beside her, enjoy the breeze and watch the sky.

The giant tree below, which worked hard and diligently to support the house, was not happy. It spread its branches and leaves next to the girl who had not yet recovered from the serious injury, and quickly made a vine-like deck chair for her.

Its long, flexible branches still stretched into the room, and a fluffy blanket was hung on the branches and moved in front of Lan.

She looked very weak, but she ignored the wounds on her body and the discomfort of the scale change period. The girl, who was actually quite energetic, had no choice but to cover her face with her hands.

She felt like she was a crystal being that needed to be treated with caution and would break when touched.

The young man next door looked at the giant tree and gave him a very wise look.

Don't ask Lan why he could see such profound understanding from his cold face.

After doing this, there was no difference between her being bored and sleeping indoors. Xia Mulan was not very satisfied with this way of treating herself.

Madara, who also understood Lan's heart, glanced at her gently again: "The injured guy has no right to be picky."

So Xia Mulan shrank.

I don't know why, after she woke up, as long as Madara looked at her lightly like this, she would feel like something - anyway, she felt very subtle, and she didn't dare to jump out in front of him.

"But it's still a bit boring to say this." Lan said.

"Haha - what are you still thinking about?" Madara took the blanket and covered it with the girl, his tone unclear.

Xia Mulan didn't dare to speak. Patients had no personal rights, and she understood.

A warm sigh came from my ears, full of helplessness and compromise.

The now very tall young man with long black hair turned his back to Lan and squatted on one knee: "Sooner or later I will be aged many years by this guy like you."

He turned to look at the stunned girl: "Come up."

Lan, who was feeling dizzy, lay down on the young man's broad back. Her cheek happened to rub against the hair behind Madara, so she pushed them to the side.

While carrying Lan on his back, the young man helped her tuck the blanket tightly around her body.

Then, he jumped down from the corridor and landed smoothly and nimbly on the lake, like a black panther about to land.

The young man's black combat uniform was actually very thin, and the girl on her back could feel his body temperature like a small stove through her pajamas.

This kind of temperature seems to be able to warm the deepest part of the heart.

Carrying Lan on his back, Madara took one step after another, slowing down and walking on the water.

The lake at night is still clear, like a mirror, reflecting everything in the sky.

In this way, there is a sky in the lake, and it is also filled with stars.

Ban and Lan couldn't figure out whether they were walking in the sky, among the sea of ​​stars, or wading in the lake.

Lan An lay firmly on the young man's back, looked up at the sky, and then looked down at the lake. It was obvious that he had been there for many years and was familiar with the place, but now he had a different feeling.

Moreover, Madara's shoulders were broad and solid, giving the girl the same feeling as lying on her grandfather's back.

Wait, it seems that there is a slight difference?

The girl, who was actually still very weak, shook her head and put these thoughts behind her - as a patient, don't think about it so much. When you are full of energy and eat a lot, you can devote some energy to thinking about this kind of disease. A profound question.

Slowly, Madara carried Ran from the center of the lake to the edge, passing through huge torii gates that were bright red at night, like a dream walking in the starry sky, touching the edge of the transparent bubble.

They walked to the last torii gate, which was also the entrance from the Water Country to the Youth World.

"If you're bored, I know a place with a night market run by cats. Do you want to go?" Madara stopped at the barrier and asked.

Well, he is not a peaceful guy who has to stay in the house at night and sleep well. The cat teacher who left Lan in the care of the young man will probably be heartbroken.

"Cat Night Market, sounds good?" Lan Jiang nodded, since she didn't have to go by herself, it didn't matter where she went.