Naruto: After slagging F4, he was caught

At this time, a villager came with a wreath and put it on them with a smile.

They smiled at each other, arm in arm, and walked into the crowd again.

Madara spun with Mu Tianyin, her laughter as clear as a silver bell.

Together, they followed the villagers to learn the unique local dance steps, and the occasional stumble in their steps made them closer and more dependent on each other.

In this joyful atmosphere, their hearts became closer and their love grew deeper.

When night fell again, the vast night sky was dotted with stars, and they returned to their warm home.

After a day of joy, Mu Tianyin looked a little tired, and her delicate body was trembling slightly.

Madara gently carried her into the bedroom, handling her with care as if she were the most precious treasure in the world.

He gently put her on the bed and covered her with a soft quilt, his movements so gentle as if he was afraid of disturbing her sweet dream.

"Go to sleep, my baby, may your dreams be filled with only happiness and sweetness." Madara said softly, his voice full of endless love and care.

Mu Tianyin reached out her hand, held him, and said in a coquettish voice: "You stay with me." Madara smiled slightly, lay down beside her, and held her in his arms.

Mu Tianyin rubbed against his arms like a kitten and said, "I can only sleep peacefully when you are here." Madara kissed her forehead and coaxed her gently, "Go to sleep, dear."

With his company, Mu Tianyin fell asleep quickly with a relieved smile on her face. Madara sat by the bed, quietly guarding her, his eyes full of affection and attachment.

Time passed quietly, until he also felt sleepy, he slowly lay down beside her, holding her hand tightly, and fell into a deep sleep.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning quietly slipped into the room through the gap in the curtains.

The soft light gently caresses the two people sleeping in each other's arms on the bed.

Mu Tianyin woke up slowly, she moved slightly and found that she was still tightly held in Madara's arms.

She raised her eyes to look at Madara who was still sleeping. Her peaceful sleeping face filled her heart with tenderness.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was still chasing her figure in his dream.

She gently pulled herself out of his arms and tried to get up, but accidentally woke Madara up.

He was sleepy, but subconsciously pulled her back into his arms, his voice hoarse from waking up in the morning: "Don't move, stay with me for a while." He tightened his arms, as if afraid that she would slip away.

Mu Tianyin smiled coquettishly, lay back in his arms, drew circles on his chest with her fingers, and said, "It's time to get up, otherwise the whole day will be wasted." Although there was urging in her tone, she didn't really have the intention of getting up.

Madara grabbed her naughty hand, put it to his lips and kissed it, and said, "Let me hold you for a while, just a little while."

There was laziness and attachment in his voice. He buried his head in the crook of her neck, took a deep breath, and felt her breath.

Mu Tianyin stopped talking and just snuggled quietly in his arms, listening to his strong heartbeat.

After a while, she couldn't help but raise her head, kissed him gently on the chin, and said, "Okay, I'll stay with you for a little while longer."

Madara's mouth curled up into a satisfied smile. The room was filled with a warm and sweet atmosphere, and time seemed to stand still at this moment, leaving only the warmth of their dependence on each other.

Three days passed like this, and Mu Tianyin went out to work.

As soon as she left, Senju Hashirama and others came hurriedly.

Senju Hashirama looked dissatisfied and shouted to Madara, "Madara, your three days are over, it's our turn now, right?" He looked at Izuna and Senju Tobirama eagerly, as if seeking their support, "You think so too, right?"

Izunai didn't answer him, but just smiled and said to Madara: "Brother, congratulations." The tone was full of sincere blessings.

Senju Tobirama was still as taciturn as ever, and did not agree with what Senju Hashirama said. Instead, he sat there silently without moving, but his brows were slightly frowned, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.

Madara smiled disdainfully, that smile was full of mockery, "Senju Hashirama, you've taken enough advantage, don't be greedy."

"What advantage did I take? Don't go too far." Senju Hashirama was so angry that his eyes widened and the veins on his forehead bulged. "Don't forget, we are also her husbands. What's the big deal about you monopolizing her?"

Madara sneered, "Hashilamama, there's no point in getting angry. The relationship between Yaoyao and I is deeper and more legitimate than yours, so you'd better be polite to me, otherwise I don't know what I will do." There was a fierceness in his eyes.

Senju Hashirama frowned, his tone threatening, "Do you want to turn things back to the past?"

"Madara, it was impossible before, and it's even more impossible now that we have a child."

"I can't go back to the past, but I can keep you from getting close to her." Madara hasn't gotten to know her well enough, so how could he give her up to others? Not to mention Hasilama, he wouldn't even let you get close to her.

At this moment, his eyes were firm, as if he had made up his mind to resolutely defend the time he spent with her.

"Since you insist on doing that, don't blame me for being rude." Senju Hashirama left angrily, and Senju Tobirama followed him.

And Izunai stayed, his handsome brows tightly furrowed, as if carrying a myriad of worries, "Brother, why do you have to say such harsh words? You have to learn to adapt to these things slowly." There was a hint of helplessness and persuasion in his tone.

You know, there is only one person, who doesn't want to keep him or her all to himself?

However, if fierce disputes and conflicts arise among them because of this matter, it will undoubtedly give those who are eyeing them outside an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

"Brother, we must not take any risk with Yinyin's safety." Izunai had a serious face, his eyes full of worry.

"Of course I understand all these principles, but I just can't help but feel hatred in my heart!" Madara gritted his teeth, his eyes almost spewing fire, and that angry look seemed to be able to burn everything in front of him to ashes.

"I hate the arrogant attitude of that idiot Senju Hashirama when he ran over to question me angrily. What right did he have? What qualifications did he have?"

His chest heaved violently, and his voice trembled with anger.

"Don't forget, this chaotic situation is all the result of the tricks of his extremely hateful good father, the Sage of Six Paths." Madara clenched his fists, his joints turned white due to the force, and the joints made a "crackling" sound, as if venting his inner resentment.