Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

After the body temperature increased, a strong fragrance filled their noses. Neither of them could tell whether the smell came from the other person or themselves.

Because they both have the same smell, coming from their clothes.

After each piece of their clothes was washed, Ashue would scent it with some incense that she didn't know what it was. This was a habit that she had had since her mother was alive.

My mother said that after fumigation, it won't attract insects, so you don't have to worry even if you sleep in the wild during a war.

He obviously said that he would not attract bugs, but at this moment, both Kamui and Madara felt like there was a bug crawling in their hearts.

This little bug goes everywhere, traveling all over the body. Wherever it goes, it feels itchy and numb, leaving a trail of scorching heat.

Kamui's black and white eyes were fixed on the guy with a winning smile in front of him. Uchiha Madara's face coupled with the evil and mad smile with a hint of boyish innocence was really easy to see.

Biting his lips tightly, Kamui was actually a little annoyed in his heart. He just let it go if he was kissed. He felt annoyed that his performance just now was unsatisfactory.

He was a modern man, and when someone held his face and kissed him, he couldn't even breathe and almost fainted from lack of oxygen. What was this?

Is it so embarrassing?

Even if you have never seen a pig running, you have eaten pork. You have obviously watched the TV series and seen the male and female protagonists kissing in the TV series. Why did he look like a piece of wood when he came on stage?

This unscientific!

In ninjutsu and genjutsu, it was normal for him to lose to Madara. How could he also lose to him in this kind of thing?

How could he embarrass open-minded modern people?

Looking at Uchiha Madara's triumphant smile, he must be laughing at himself. He must feel that he is better than himself.

He couldn't swallow this breath.

The body shape changed again, and the moment Madara was pushed hard against the wall without any defense, he let out a soft cry of pain.

He looked at Kamui in confusion, and the angry Kamui stared at him fiercely, like a cat that was cornered.

He saw Kamui reaching out to him.

Madara smiled as if begging for mercy, his eyebrows were gentle, "I'm not going to slap someone in the face. I'll turn my back and give you a slap, okay?"

"..."

"Maybe it's because I drank more, ah, I admit that I couldn't hold it back for a while,"

"..."

"But Shenwei, I am a man," a 21-year-old young man in his prime, "...well!"

Two slender hands held his face unexpectedly.

"Eh?" Madara was stunned. He had not yet understood the sudden reversal of the situation.

Kamui looked tragic. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes suddenly and pressed forward. Madara's unfinished words were drowned in his throat.

This reversal was really unexpected and too sudden.

Shenwei had no skills at all, he just tossed and bumped, knocking his teeth against his teeth. The pain was very clear and he refused to let go.

Madara stared at the bold "coward" with his eyes open.

He closed his eyes tightly, frowned slightly, and his thin eyelids that could almost see some blue capillaries trembled from time to time, betraying his inner panic.

The tense body relaxed at this moment, and Madara relaxed backwards, leaning firmly against the wall to support the weight of the man pressing over him.

He grabbed the clothes around Shenwei's waist with both hands, letting the other person use all his abilities to crush his lips and teeth.

He responded excitedly, but the other party paused, seeming to be dissatisfied with his strength, which made Madara dumbfounded.

Kamui did this without hesitation, counting the time in his mind. He would take longer and with more force than when Madara kissed him.

Even if it's a kiss, he can't lose to him.

The collision of teeth several times made Madara unable to help but frown. He hid back, but Kamui relentlessly caught up with him, causing even more accidental collisions.

Just when Madara thought that one of his front teeth would be knocked out if this continued, the two of them tasted a hint of sweet rust at the same time.

The taste spread quickly between the lips and teeth, and it was unknown whose lips were bruised.

The strength disappeared in an instant, Kamui was stunned, and suddenly he finally let go of the hand holding Madara's face.

Her lips were red and gleaming, like rose petals hung with morning dew.

Looking at Kamui's lips, Madara's heart heaved violently. He grabbed Kamui's arm with his backhand, his breath unsteady and extremely eager to confirm, "You also like me, right?"

If the first time was because he didn't react and allowed himself an opportunity, then the second time was completely due to Shenwei's initiative.

Kamui's heart was beating like a drum. He didn't seem to hear Madara's words, but was very excited, as if he had finally won a hard-fought victory.

The smile bloomed like a flower in the dim light.

Madara looked at Kamui's face and heard him say proudly: "I won, right? I kissed you longer, I am stronger, I won!"

The eagerness for confirmation was replaced by confusion, Madara: "...???"

He looked confused, and after a while he smiled helplessly, looking at Shenwei like he was looking at a fool.

Could it be that Kamui's initiative was just to determine the winner?

Madara didn't understand, "Why do we have to determine the winner in this kind of thing?"

Shenwei's sword eyebrows stood upright, and his aura suddenly changed from innocent and silly to fierce and domineering.

"Why don't we break up?" He raised his eyebrows, and after the force of the kiss dissipated, he blushed and realized that he was shy, "If you are a girl, then of course you don't need to break up, but you are not, right? "

"What does this have to do with men and women?"

Shenwei pushed him away, turned around and walked to the window. His whole body was hot now, and he urgently needed to open the window to let in some cold air, so as to disperse the heat in the room.

At the same time, he was too embarrassed to look at Madara's face. Kissing should not be done casually. If he didn't like her to the extreme, if his love wasn't intense, then it shouldn't be like this.

It's just that, I don't know why, I am so confused...

He opened the window with unsteady hands, blowing in the cold air and a temporary escape.

He needed to sort out the chaos in his heart, and he didn't want Madara to see his heated face.

"Of course it does matter..." It's just that he didn't know how to express the stubbornness in his heart.

If you are a man, as a person of the same gender, the male's innate desire to win will be unconsciously reflected in all aspects, and the same is true for this kind of thing.

I don’t want to lose, I don’t want to be overwhelmed by the other person, I want to be the one who has the initiative and the right to speak, even in an intimate relationship.

Kamui suddenly felt ashamed of his bold behavior just now. He covered his forehead and covered his face with one hand. He whispered: "What have I done?"

"If you want to do it, do it. This is your true temperament."

Shenwei glared at him with a red face, thinking to himself, what a ghost, how could this kind of thing be related to his true nature?

Irritatedly, I stretched out my hand to fan my face, trying to reduce the burning heat on my cheeks.

"Um... I actually drank a lot. Maybe... maybe it's because I drank too much. I'll let you go this time. You, you have to behave yourself in the future, or I'll beat you up. Remember Already?"

"Is it so difficult to admit that you also want to get close to me?" Madara, who had tasted the sweetness, was not dissatisfied because of Kamui's avoidance. He was in a great mood and became tolerant.

Kamui is different from Madara. He is ignorant about love. Now he is in a state where he can feel it a little bit, but he cannot feel it completely like a normal person.

Many of his ideas are also different from others.

Even a man, after falling in love, would make some concessions for this love, but he couldn't.

Not to mention that he can't fully perceive it. If he can fully perceive it in the future, he probably won't be able to do it like other men.

Madara followed him unwillingly. On a winter night, the wind was colder than a knife. As soon as he got close to the window, most of the heat caused by his emotions dissipated in an instant.

He stared at Shenwei's side face, and after hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but want to confirm again.

"Do you... like me a little bit?"

Kamui glanced at him unnaturally and quickly looked away. His back straightened unconsciously, and his neck straightened as well.

"I, haven't I always liked you?"

Madara shook his head, dissatisfied with the answer, "You know I'm not talking about this kind of liking, you know what I'm talking about."

Shenwei pursed his lips tightly and looked at the dark night sky outside. It was already completely dark, and there was no trace of light in the night sky, as if a huge lead weight was hanging above his head.

"I don't know." Kamui said softly.