Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

The overwhelming pleasure annihilated all the words stuck in his throat that he wanted to say but didn't say, and he couldn't utter a word anymore.

When the nails of Kamui's hands got stuck in the tatami, Madara, who was busy, slurred his words: "The ancestors also have their own sense of proportion, what should be seen and what should not be seen, what should be heard and what should not be heard, they have lived longer than us. , understand nature more than us."

Shenwei's words were out of tune, and his mouth opened and closed like a fish stranded on the shore. Apart from a little cry, nothing could be said.

Of course, crying can be divided into pleasant and uncomfortable. He just doesn't feel uncomfortable.

This is a "battle" that must be fought quickly. It must end before Ashue comes back and restore this place to its original appearance.

Last time, he said using his hands, but this time he said something else.

Although he still hasn't reached that point, he is already so happy that he is a little delirious.

In the brief moment after the fireworks bloomed in his skull, Uchiha Madara, who was holding the person in his arms tightly, did not close his eyes like Kamui. He stared at the gap between the two paper doors with his eyes wide open.

After his eyes gradually cleared up, his expression became indescribably weird.

Regardless of the fear after indulgence, at the same time he is stubborn enough to fight and speak out.

He stared at the gap, wondering if his mother would see what he was doing. If his mother, who was far away in the Pure Land, knew about his thoughts and actions towards Kamui, what would she think?

After this idea came into his mind, Madara was so embarrassed that he broke into a cold sweat and his whole body trembled.

He has no hobby of being watched, not to mention that the other party is his relative.

She seemed to have noticed his flash of trembling. Shenwei, who had his eyes closed and was as lazy as a cat, did not open his eyes. He just rubbed against his chest and hugged him tighter with his backhand.

The coldness on his face was thawed by Kamui's comfort. Madara pursed his lips tightly, and his expression softened instantly.

He wanted to lie in this dark room forever, but he knew this was impossible.

After a brief moment of tenderness, Madara was cleaning the battlefield. When he had put everything away, Kamui was still curled up in a ball, lying on the tatami without moving.

Kamui is really too sensitive, and even now his body is trembling slightly.

"I'm going back, Axue will be back soon."

Kamui was completely exhausted. In this kind of fighting, he always seemed to be slightly behind, or a few steps ahead, and seemed very useless.

His eyelids twitched, and he raised them, looking sadly at Ban who was sitting next to him with a satisfied smile on his face.

Her long hair was scattered and covered half of her face, but the half of her face that was exposed was clearly very happy, and even her eyes became extremely gentle.

"Is that just what makes you so happy?" Shenwei sneered, with a hint of ridicule.

Madara is not annoyed. At this time, a man's mind can be said to be as broad as the world. Of course, if he fails to succeed, his mind will be smaller than the eye of a needle.

Madara raised his eyebrows, his eyes gentle, "Of course I'm not satisfied with this, but for now, just using my legs... this is already pretty good, and the future is long."

"Hey~" Kamui buried his face in his palms, his cheeks a little hot.

When Madara was satisfied, he thought of escaping him again without hesitation.

"Wear it, wear it. You all wear it together on the night of the celebration. You will be shy if you are alone. But if you wear it with a group of people, you will definitely want to compare your beauty. Trust me."

Madara sighed helplessly, pulled a strand of Kamui's long hair and played with it in his hand. The green hair was extremely resilient and wrapped around Madara's fingers. "Why are you still thinking about this? What's the point of wearing women's clothing?" Isn’t it strange that you want to see it so much?”

After all, he is a man who has been training for many years. Although his frame is not as wide as Hashirama, he is still outstanding among the men. There are also strong muscles attached to the frame. No matter how you put on such a figure, it will Women's kimonos are very strange, right?

No matter what Madara was thinking in his heart, what he said just now was more negotiable than the initial rejection. Kamui was very happy and revealed his face from his palms.

"Of course it's because you're good-looking. In my mind, you have an all-powerful beauty. I haven't heard that the most common adjective used by others when referring to our clan is that you are as beautiful as a flower. I want to see how beautiful you are. You are as beautiful as a flower.”

Kamui was exaggerating there, but Madara, who was well fed, could no longer hear the exaggeration. He looked at the man lying on the ground with starry eyes with gentle eyes, and his heart also fell.

His mouth was unnaturally flat. As a man, he always had a grudge against wearing women's clothing.

He was thinking about the feasibility of this matter. If he didn't wear it, Shenwei would be disappointed, but if he did...

MD, the majestic leader of the Uchiha clan and the first Hokage of Konoha, what does he look like wearing women's clothes?

Seeing that Madara was still hesitating, Kamui's two fingers walked through the small piece of tatami in the middle like a human walking, and climbed up Madara's thigh...

"You put on women's clothes, and after the celebration is over and you go home, do you know that you peel off the paper on the outside of the candy? Just like peeling off the candy wrapper, I will personally help you take it off, and then..."

Madara stared at Kamui with wide eyes, Kamui smiled coquettishly at him, and it was self-evident what was omitted after that.

Madara was agitated again, with a ferocious and terrifying expression on his face, and a war between heaven and man in his heart.

Kamui added, "I will let Hashirama and Tobirama accompany you. You won't be shy if you have someone to accompany you."

As he said that, he looked up at Madara with his seductive eyes again, "There's no one to help peel off their candy wrappers..."

"make a deal!"

Breathing out a heavy breath from the bottom of his heart, Madara couldn't wait to make a decision. Compared with Tobirama, who was also going to be tortured, Madara even felt that he had made a lot of money.

That guy doesn't have the treatment of Kamui to peel off candy wrappers. It's so cool to compare people to each other, hehehehe

o(*￣︶￣*)o

Tobirama was in the office checking the work to be done tomorrow when he suddenly sneezed, and then for some reason, he blurted out: "Evil Uchiha!"

After saying that, Tobirama was stunned on the spot again. He scratched his long silver hair, feeling a little troubled.

As soon as I stopped, I felt that the light in the office had become much darker.

He rubbed his brows and turned his gaze to the window. Only a short tail of the rose-colored sunset remained. The busy day finally came to an end.

Tobirama snorted coldly, sighed briefly and said to himself: "Why do I say this suddenly?"

But looking at the unfinished work at hand that should belong to the Hokage, and now he is helping to finish it, Tobirama's eyes changed from blank to sad.

He cursed "evil Uchiha" three times in a row and asked him to work overtime to do the work that Uchiha Madara should have done. How could this Uchiha not be considered evil?