Naruto: Itachi Hears the Bell

Jing Jing took out something like a vest from her arms and whispered: "That and the last time I didn't have time to congratulate you on becoming a jounin. This is my mother's newly developed ninja tool, a soft gold silk armor for body protection. Wear it to resist some physical damage. I’ll give it to you as a gift. Flashdance.com”

I was stunned for a moment, and I was about to say, "No, I have a layer of hard feather armor on the surface of my body, which is much more effective than this." But I still took it and thanked him with a smile: "Wow, it looks so cool. Thanks, Ning Jing. I will definitely do it." "wearing"

Ning Jing blushed and smiled: "If you like Miss Miss, please say Miss Miss is really awesome. He is only a year older than me and is already a Jonin, and I have just entered the ninja school."

"Uh." Miss Xiang didn't know what to say for a moment, "Actually, it's what my father said, excellence will also have troubles, and there is nothing wrong with being an ordinary person." He remembered that because of the reincarnation eye, Sasuke was often outside the village. Wandering.

"Besides, you are not an ordinary person. You are really outstanding. In the first exam for freshmen entrance, you ranked first in all subjects."

"How do Miss Miss know?" Jing Jing was surprised.

Si Nian smiled and said: "Have some confidence in yourself, I have been paying attention to you. You have done a good job and have been working hard. It would be more perfect if you have a more cheerful personality."

He stood up and looked at the sunset sinking into the mountains: "It's getting late. I'm going home. Today is my mother's birthday. I have to go back early to be with her. You should go home early too." After saying this, Left with the sunset.

"Goodbye, Tranquility, keep working hard, I will always watch you." Missing waved her hand.

"Missing You" Ning Jing looked at his back blankly, her eyes red.

"I will definitely work hard, and you should work hard too. Thank you for missing you." Jing Jing whispered with red eyes.

After Itachi returned home, he helped Wind Chime prepare dinner.

"Did you see Miss Xiannian on the road? He is supposed to be back at this time." Feng Ling looked up at his watch.

"Ah, I met him, but I went to play with his friends on the way." Itachi smiled.

"Which friend is my friend?"

Itachi smiled without saying a word, with an expression that you know.

"Oh, I know, she's a little girl, and I told you, she's a girl from Hyuga Neji's family, right?" Feng Ling smiled sinisterly, "See, I told you a long time ago that they have fun."

It started again. Itachi had a dark look on his face and quickly interrupted: "Okay, okay, I understand. Let's go prepare dinner quickly. They are coming." After saying that, he rushed into the kitchen.

"Humph, this guy." Feng Ling rolled his eyes at him fiercely and followed him into the kitchen.

"Here, help me tie my apron. I'll show off my skills tonight." Itachi called to the wind chime.

"Haru, you know how to cook." Feng Ling recalled the bowl of half-cooked and slightly mushy porridge he cooked one time.

"Forget it, let me do it." Thinking of that dark dish, Feng Chime shook his head decisively, "Don't give them food poisoning."

Weasel smiled evilly, pressed forward, forced the wind chime into the corner, and said with a bang: "You don't believe me."

Feng Chi was stunned: "I believe it." She quickly tied the apron around Itachi's waist. "Believe it or not," she secretly cursed.

The next second, Feng Chime was stunned with shock.

"Swish"

"Dang, dang, dang", his hand never leaves the knife, and the knife never leaves the vegetables. Three strokes, five divisions, two divisions, the cutting board is filled with neatly cut vegetables. After another half an hour, a plate of delicious, tasty and tasty dishes was brought to her. The aroma was so delicious that she almost drooled.

"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and get to the table." Itachi smiled and looked at the dumbfounded wind chime.

"Oh oh" Wind Chime came back to his senses.

In less than an hour, the table was filled with all kinds of dishes. During this period, Feng Chime only occasionally touched the table, picking up dishes and passing salt.

End of this chapter

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