[Comprehensive] Sweet Uchiha

"At a market, things are usually sold and exchanged. If it's a market run by cats, what kind of interesting things will there be?"

Lan Min asked in the young man's ear. Due to the injury and the period of changing scales, his voice seemed a little weak and low.

Madara thought for a while and replied: "Probably fish, marbles and beautiful feathers, things that cats like."

His ears moved restlessly, but his face remained serious.

"?g, will there be sardines?" the mean-spirited girl asked.

After hearing this, the fried black hair seemed to be a little more fluffy. Lan stretched out her hand again and brushed away the hair on the back of the neck that the young man was in a hurry.

"Shut up, if you still want me to carry you." A very rhythmic voice sounded like a harmonious chant, with a soft and cold texture.

In order not to stay bored in the bed of Water Country, the coward Xia Mulan endured the rare dominance of her friend.

After enduring it for a while, she continued chatting with the young man as if nothing had happened.

Hey? Hey, I've seen through this guy a long time ago.

——If Ran-chan doesn't talk to him, Madara will be unhappy again.

In the dark and silent mountain forest at night, the evening wind blows through the forest, blowing up a large number of fireflies scattered in all directions, shining with yellow and green light.

He also carried the young man and his orchid on his back, and blew those conversations that had nothing to do with each other to a small corner in the mountains and forests.

Soon, they passed through the cascading mountain forest. Madara took Lan on his back and jumped to the cat road on the edge of the cliff in the mountain forest. He walked steadily for a while at an altitude of several hundred meters, and then walked into a dark road again. Sheep intestines.

At the end of the road, the covered tree trunks and leaves were pushed aside, and a bright light and noise were revealed in front of Madara and Lan.

There are cats everywhere, including shopkeepers at market stalls, passing cats walking and shopping, and dexterous figures that jump from time to time and stay on the shelves and roofs of shops.

There were also humans who came here because of the reputation, or who bumped into it accidentally, but they were all polite and careful to avoid the cats walking around at their feet.

——They have arrived at the cat’s market.

There was a strong smell of seafood, and Lan looked over. It was a place where many round cat butts were crowded together. The one-eyed cat fisherman store manager was selling all kinds of fresh fish.

Chubby cats, skinny cats, and so on, surrounded the seafood market. Like Obasan who selects cabbage at the vegetable market, each of them carefully and rigorously selects the fish they want.

And it meows noisily or speaks human words to communicate with the fisherman and store manager.

Look, that little gray raccoon flower is a good example.

First, he went up and smelled the big tuna, which was twice as long as his body. His keen sense of smell could help him identify where the fish came from, how fresh the slightly fatty flesh was, and how long it had been caught. …

These are complex and profound practical theories of food selection taught to me by my seniors.

He then wanted to lick the fish again to feel the deliciousness of the meat. As soon as he stuck out his barbed tongue, he was slapped on the head by the paw of the fierce-looking one-eyed fisherman cat.

"The fish here are all bought based on what you like, you can't try them."

There was a sweet meow that did not match the fierce appearance, although it could be felt that the fat fisherman cat was trying hard to suppress the sound and make it thicker.

But his words are cute and sweet. No matter how hard he tries, he can't change the fact that makes the cat depressed.

The skinny little Lihua felt the warm and elastic flesh pads on her head. She didn’t think for a few seconds and decided decisively: “This is it, Mr. Store Manager, can you pack it up for me?”

Hey, here is another young man who was fascinated by the one-eyed cat's sweet voice and sexy flesh pads.

The tall and handsome Mr. Tianyuan White Cat next to him sighed silently, and pointed at the fish hanging on the shelf of the store with his paws. The eldest snapper said: "Store manager, meow, I want this one."

Lan was very excited. She looked at everything in front of her, the stores with cat paws of various shapes printed on them. She was so excited that she didn't want to stay on Uchiha Madara's back for another second.

She patted the young man on the shoulder, "Madara, let me down! I'm coming down!"

“This is heaven!”

Madara, who was as worried as an old woman, could only squat down and steadily let Ran-chan get off his back.

So the girl wearing home pajamas and holding plush slippers was supported by him, and she slowly shuttled through the ocean of cats together with those chubby big cats that had little fat on their heads when they walked. .

The smooth ankle was rubbed by the fur that accidentally squeezed over. Lan exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with joy.

"Heaven!" She repeated with such joy that even the pain in her body felt relieved a lot.

They passed by the one-eyed fat fisherman's seafood market at the entrance, which had the most cat traffic, and then headed towards the market in front.

A toy store that sells bright bird feathers. The owner is a playful-looking short-haired cat with mandarin duck eyes.

Next door is a cat yarn seller who competes fiercely with him. The elegant Siamese cat squats quietly on the signboard in front of the shop, attracting customers with his good looks.

By the way, after a while, the short-haired cat with mandarin duck eyes can't help but stare at the Siamese lying on the board with its tail swaying, and then look again after a while.

However, Siam didn't even glance at him.

This is really a secret love story that makes Lan feel sour while watching it.

Further ahead, there is a very luxurious-looking store. Jin Jianlayer, who is so fat that he looks like a lucky cat, is trying his best to attract customers on the street in front of the store with his big, meaty face.

She also wears a small golden bell that looks very lively. When her plump body twists, the little bell makes a crisp tinkling sound.

This sound attracted many cats who were interested in bells and liked to dress up.

Lan took Madara and walked in together. What she saw was the bells covering the entire counter. Black bells with cool leather collars, suitable for young cats who take the punk route.

On the finely crafted silver chain, a small rose gold bell with a hollowed-out cat's paw pattern comes into view. On the dark velvet, this exquisite little bell looks particularly attractive. Many girl cats gathered around it. Try it on.

The pure white Persian lady at the front of the queue twisted her perfectly curved and round buttocks, stretched her neck hard, put her limbs in a pose that she thought was beautiful, and indulged in her own pleasure in front of the mirror in the store. Beauty is inescapable.

Seeing this, the cats lining up behind me meowed to urge her to go faster.

Look at meow, there are many cats waiting for you.

So Miss Persia could only seize the time, work hard to complete the last pose, and pass the bell to the next waiting cat.

Looking at this scene, boss Jin Jianping smiled so much that his eyes narrowed to slits - Meow, meow, we can get the highest price in the auction again.

What a very commercial cat.

Lan Jiang complained silently among the girls' cats, passing by the long queue of cats and walking to the cool bell counter.

She picked up a black collar made of unknown leather, with a bell of the same color hanging on it. When Lan shook it, it made a rocking sound of "Bang bell, bang bell!"

"Wow! It's amazing!" She praised, then looked up at Madara, who was standing tall next to him and was wearing a black combat uniform, "How do you like it? Do you like it?"

The young man being questioned was noncommittal.

"No, meow!" A strong and young-looking black cat came over. He had a row of large and small earrings on his ears, and his golden eyes were full of disapproval.

"If you're a black cat, you won't be able to see meow if you wear a black bell!" The punk black cat objected rationally.

"Lan, your aesthetic sense has declined." The young man with long black hair and arms folded next to him also spoke together.

The girl looked at the black cat on the ground who looked up at her, looking like a punk young man, and then looked up at Madara.

"Okay -" she picked up the punk cat, "What kind of bells are suitable for you black cats to wear?"

The black cat with a row of earrings looks very young and rebellious, but his temper is unexpectedly good.

When he was picked up by Lan, he didn't resist at all and even rubbed her hand with his chin.

The black cat's golden eyes flexibly scanned the entire counter, and when he raised his paws, Lan carefully discovered that there was a bright yellow ribbon tied to his forelimbs, which was just like a human bracelet, very personal.

The claws pointed at the golden bell on the right side of the counter, which was also hung on a black leather collar.

Okay, Lan understands - Punk Cat chooses based on his own aesthetic.

Black Cat loves bright yellow, gold, and all decorations that resemble his eyes.

?g, seems to have little reference value.

Uchiha Madara, who was holding his arms next to her, came over, took the black cat from her arms, put him back on the ground, and carefully picked out the cat hairs that fell on Lan's body one by one.

Although she didn't get any useful information, Xia Mulan still squatted down slowly, took out a piece of Jinping candy from her sleeve, and handed it to the black cat: "Thank you! It's really a big help!"

The punk black cat accepted it generously, "You're welcome, meow. If you still have such minor questions about matching in the future, you can come to me, meow."

Then, Lan Jiang, who called her cute, was killed with a slap on the head.

After watching the black cat running away with brisk limbs, Lan turned back to the counter, grabbed the young man's hand and pressed it to the edge of the counter, and began to choose according to her own vision.

She opened her eyes wide and glanced at the rows of various bells while playing with the long fingers with distinct joints on her hand.

On the roadside in front of the store, two cats are playing with each other's meat pads. You pat them and I pinch them. It's so harmonious and cute.

"Hey! This! This blue one!" Lan's eyes lit up as she looked around.

She led Madara and walked over, stopping in front of a row of three small sky-blue bells, strung with a white rope that looked very strong and woven with silver.

Lan picked up the bell and gestured to Madara's wrist, it was just right.

She put the bell close to her eyes again and signaled to Madara: "How about it! Isn't it very similar to this color?"

The black-haired young man lowered his head and looked at the girl's eyes carefully for a while, as if he was trying to judge whether the bell in Lan's hand was really similar to her sky-colored eyes.

Finally, he glanced casually at the blue bell next to him.

"Yeah, it's very similar." Madara replied.