Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

"When did you become so petty?"

"Then when did you play chess with me?"

"I said you..." Why did it suddenly become so serious?

Is it because of drinking?

"I hate it when you speak for him," Madara narrowed his eyes, "I don't like that guy very much."

"Oh?" This was something Shenwei didn't expect, "Why?"

Madara was silent and replied: "I feel it, if you ask me to say this, I can't say it for a moment."

Kamui suppressed a smile and thought to himself, couldn't he have a premonition that his son would plan to destroy you Uchiha in a few decades?

Thinking this in my heart, I still said: "But we need such a big family to support the scene."

Madara hid his dissatisfaction very well. The light in the distance was not enough to illuminate his entire face, and his slight dissatisfaction did not fall into Kamui's eyes.

He sighed, "Just Uchiha and Senju are enough."

Kamui disagreed with his statement. He smiled and shook his head, "How can only Uchiha and Senju be enough? You clearly know what I want."

Madara glanced at Kamui and pursed his beautiful lips tightly.

Kamui used these words to hit him, poking Madara's collarbone with his fingers, as if teaching a disobedient vicious dog, "You should restrain yourself from the future and don't target others for no reason. After the village was established, Uchiha was not the only one. Remember Have you stayed?"

"Hmph~" Madara snorted, with a slightly unconvinced smile on his face.

He didn't say he remembered or didn't remember. Such an ambiguous and evasive answer was very different from his usual attitude. It was a very roundabout rejection.

Shenwei knows his principles. He can like a person very much, but he will not lose his principles and true heart because of this person.

In fact, speaking of it, this is one of the things Kamui admires about him.

The hand that rested on Shenwei's waist squeezed it as if to vent his anger. The waist was a very strange part of the body. He couldn't feel it when he pinched it, but when others touched it, it would make him jump on the spot.

Kamui couldn't stand the itch, so he smiled uncontrollably and twisted left and right in an attempt to get away, but he never thought that Madara would close his arms and pull the person closer to him.

It's so close!

Kamui was held captive in Madara's arms by Madara's waist. He hurriedly put his hands on Madara's chest, trying to put as much distance between them as possible.

His heart beat a few beats because of the sudden friction. After seeing Madara's eyes looking at him with the intention of swallowing life into his belly, Kamui turned his head further to the side.

It seems that as long as you don't look at it, the other person's mind does not exist. It seems that only in this way can he stay as calm as possible and separate his body and soul.

He told himself that the body belonged to Uchiha Kamui, and his soul acted separately from this body, so there was no need to feel embarrassed.

But if you really want to make such a clear distinction, you can't completely do it.

Madara raised his chin slightly, his eyes lowered and locked tightly on the profile of the person in his arms.

The lights were dim, and the candle flames flickered to create light and dark. The light and shadow of light and dark reflected on Shenwei's face, and there was an indescribable charm in it.

The glow slowly covered the whole face, and even the ears and the neck exposed outside the clothes were blushing.

Madara laughed softly, he was very satisfied that his approach and words had allowed Kamui to show such a side.

He was no longer the hedgehog with thorns all over his body. At least now, in front of him, he put those sharp thorns away against his skin, leaving only a piece of softness for himself.

Be willing to let him get close, be willing to let him touch his face till the end.

This is a very positive change for both of them.

However, Kamui is still not used to this. Even though this body likes to be close to Madara, his soul feels a little awkward.

"You, please relax," Kamui turned his face again, avoiding Madara's black-gloved palm, "If you go too far, I will..."

The man suddenly came closer and asked with a smile: "What will happen if you go too far, and..."

"What else?"

There was a touch of playfulness in his smile, and Madara asked wickedly: "What is too much?"

His breathing was stagnant, and Shenwei felt that his brain was a little confused.

To say it is blank is not to say it is blank, to say it is chaotic is to say it is really chaotic.

"Hey, Uchiha Madara, don't go too far, I really know how to beat people up!"

Kamui's bravado at this time had no effect at all in Madara's eyes. Not only did it not have the effect of intimidation, it actually made him look a little cute.

The smile became a little more dangerous, and the strength of the arm became a little stronger.

There was no gap between the waist and abdomen through the clothes. Shenwei's eyes suddenly widened when he felt the warmth of the other person.

"..." He took a deep breath. The room was warm, without the chill of winter. Even the air he breathed was hot.

"is it okay?"

With trembling eyelashes, he turned to look at this person, but the other person suddenly turned around. The two of them exchanged positions, and now it was Kamui himself who was pressed against the wall.

"...Hmm..." The body leaned heavily, and Madara's movements were not gentle, causing Kamui to groan in pain, and his short breaths were clenched between his lips and teeth.

The cold wall slowly penetrated the thin clothes and reached the skin, flesh and bones.

The forehead hair cast a shadow on Madara's face, blocking some light.

But Kamui could still clearly see his facial features and the burning desire in his eyes.

Is this okay? What exactly does it refer to? He was a little confused for a moment.

He should be sober, and he shouldn't be seduced by the other person's nice voice and handsome, domineering and confident face.

It may also be because the contrast between outdoor and indoor is too great. When entering from cold to warm indoors, the human brain cannot keep up with this change and is overwhelmed by the warmth, causing the reaction to be half slower.

"..." He opened his mouth, but before he could say a word, the man suddenly came closer and gave him a tentative peck on the corner of his lips.

His eyes suddenly widened and became round, and his obsidian pupils stared straight at the person in front of him. He stared blankly, forgetting to react in rejection.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent." This guy struck preemptively and knocked him down.

After saying that, a hot and long kiss fell just like that.

The soft touch quickly disappeared due to the opponent's domineering attack...

In Kamui's mind, this was his first kiss.

Sober and confused, panicked and frightened, there was throbbing in the shyness, and there was a dullness in the unfamiliarity.

And, the depression is getting heavier and heavier.

Finally, when Kamui thought he would be suffocated to death in the next second, Madara reluctantly left his lips.

"You're so stupid," he complained unabashedly about Shenwei, raising his hand to wipe away the wet traces on Shenwei's lips, "Breathe quickly."

"You..." After taking a few quick breaths of long-lost air, Kamui's whole body was trembling slightly. Apart from that, he was too embarrassed to say anything else for the moment.

He should have pushed him away hard and then called him a despicable wordplayer and a cunning bad guy.

but……

My brain was so messed up that I couldn't think clearly about what I should do or say.

He found that apart from feeling awkward, he didn't feel any discomfort, nor did he feel disgusted, nor did he feel dirty, nor did he want to kill the other person.