Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

The two of them haven't fought like this for a long time, but once in a while, it's actually exciting.

Kamui was angry and used his fists and palms alternately. At the beginning, Madara could even fight him, but as time went by, he became a little unable to do what he wanted.

Madara's taijutsu is among the best in the entire ninja world, but he is so good that he is slightly less powerful in this aspect.

He expected Kamui to be angry, but he didn't expect to be so angry.

Madara didn't want to fight anymore. After Kamui's palm came over, he simply stopped dodging and let the opponent slap him on the chest. His hands also grabbed Kamui's wrist.

Kamui couldn't break free and raised his leg to hit his vitals. Madara, who had understood Kamui's intentions early on, suddenly smiled helplessly.

One hand clasped the hand on his chest tightly, and the other hand held down Kamui's raised thigh.

He shook his head gently, "It won't work there, it will break. You don't want your people to become useless, right?"

As soon as he said these words, Shenwei's face suddenly turned red, angry, angry and red, like a ripe tomato, sweet and juicy, making people want to take a bite.

"you wanna die!"

Feeling the strength of the divine power, Madara's hand also relaxed a little, so as not to cause pain to the opponent's wrist.

He rarely saw someone so romantic, but at this moment, when Kamui looked at him, he did see a hint of evil, charming and wild romance in Madara's eyes. It was not greasy and ugly, but full of sexual tension.

His breathing became faster. In Kamui's opinion, this was because of the fight just now, and definitely not because of the handsome man's seduction.

Madara smiled, "Don't I keep jumping on the edge of death every day? That's what you said."

Kamui withdrew his hand from Madara's chest, and the man's anger subsided somewhat.

He sighed briefly and let out the turbid air in his chest. He turned sideways and looked at the plants in the yard that were beginning to revive.

"How could you arrange for me to take such a class? It's just nonsense."

Madara disagreed, he didn't think he had done anything wrong.

On the night of the Great Recession, they had reached that point on the tatami, but Kamui was like an ignorant child, unable to even respond decently.

Although as a partner, he has the qualification and obligation to teach each other about this kind of thing, he has never practiced it himself and is very unsure of his own skills. It is better to let Shenwei take classes. After having the theoretical knowledge as a foundation, working together can always make it possible. Getting better.

That kind of thing requires two people to work together to have a good experience and make it meaningful. Otherwise, if you do it, it means you didn't do it, which is boring.

"It's not nonsense, you have to understand."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand!"

"I want you to have a good experience."

"You..." Kamui was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while. He just pointed his index finger at Madara, but unexpectedly, his index finger was held in the palm of his hand.

Kamui seemed to have been burned, and reflexively wanted to pull his finger back. He pulled it out, and Madara pulled it back. Back and forth, when he thought of a certain part of the teacher's lesson, his fair face turned red again. stand up.

"Uchiha Madara, let go of me!" Kamui's voice changed its tone due to intense panic.

"Don't be afraid," Madara comforted him softly, and then let go of his hand. He looked into Kamui's eyes and promised him, "If you hadn't agreed, I wouldn't have done that. I cherish you very much. I really do." of."

Kamui gradually calmed down in his gentle tone, and after he calmed down completely, he still looked into Madara's eyes without blinking.

The eyes are exposed from behind the forehead hair. They are cold most of the time, but now they are infinitely affectionate.

Kamui felt that his memory was not very good at this moment. He seemed to have never seen a pair of eyes as affectionate as Madara's now.

"You said you liked me?"

Madara was stunned for a moment, then nodded. Kamui's expression was strangely calm. It didn't look like he was confirming whether he liked someone, but like something else that he couldn't quite understand.

He asked again: "Am I good-looking?"

Kamui had never asked Madara about his appearance in the past. At this moment, he raised his face slightly, and they were so close to each other that they could even count the number of eyelashes on the other side.

Rose-colored lips softly uttered those words, which made Madara's heart beat several beats faster.

Madara was a little shy as he was stared at by Kamui, but he still nodded honestly, "You're good-looking. You have been the most beautiful child in our clan since you were a child, and you will be the same when you grow up."

"Do you like this face?"

Madara nodded again, a little embarrassed to look at Kamui. He lowered his eyelashes and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, "Of course I like it."

"What if, what if I don't look like this?" He put his hands on Madara's arms, "Although the other look may not be ugly to you, but if I don't look like this, will you still like me?"

"..." Madara was a little confused.

Shenwei looked at his face earnestly, and the hands on his arms tightened unconsciously. Shenwei asked: "Answer me, if you didn't have such an appearance, would you still like me?"

Madara was about to open his mouth to answer, but Kamui suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth. His earnest eyes suddenly changed, and a trace of desolation and fear flashed through his eyes.

Kamui smiled, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "No, don't answer, I asked jokingly, what would he look like if he didn't have such an appearance, don't you think so?"

"Shenwei, actually..."

The palm covering his mouth was pressed again, Kamui didn't want him to speak.

He was afraid of hearing an answer he didn't want to hear, so he might as well pretend to be stupid until the end.

Kamui raised his eyes and looked at Madara, who was also looking at him.

The two of them looked at each other for a long time, and Kamui suddenly felt like he was intoxicated. Since this love was stolen, why didn't he enjoy this stolen feeling?

Anyway, he has already confirmed that he is a thief, so why do he still have psychological pressure and be bound by morality?

Since no one will like the real him, then he can wear the skin of Uchiha Kamui and enjoy the pleasure of being liked.

With his eyes slightly raised, he suddenly asked: "Do you want me to be with you?"

His tone was cold, but a hint of temptation gradually appeared in his eyes, like a depraved devil sending a fatal invitation to him.

Madara vaguely felt that there was a cliff in front of him, and there was a bottomless hell below, but he still couldn't help but want to hold the devil's hand and follow him step by step into the abyss.

"I think so." Madara answered honestly.

"Even if I just play with your feelings?"

Madara frowned, Kamui was a little crazy at this time, but in Madara's eyes, this was progress.

Which Uchiha is not crazy?

He himself is crazy enough because he likes Shenwei. Does he care if someone is crazier than him?

"Even so, I want to keep you firmly by my side, and no one can covet you.

Instead, I want to ask you, do you dare to come to me like this, Shenwei? "

He dares, what else does he not dare to do now?

"I said that I will not fall in love with anyone or create weaknesses for myself. If you become a constraint for me, I will..." I touched Madara's heart with my palm, "I will cut off this with my own hands." Bond.”