【Column spot】Huangquan

An irrelevant chapter, the main reason being that I was hungry.There is a link to the full version of lofter.

When Senju Zhuma returned home, he saw Madara Uchiha wearing a black yukata sitting in the courtyard leaning against a pillar.Long black hair fell to the dark red floor and bloomed.He was sitting sideways on the floor of the corridor with a book in his hand, with a dark purple belt loosely tied around his waist, exposing most of his chest.The petals of the cherry blossoms in the yard fell all over the ground, and some of them fell on the black hair. The melodious wind stirred up the petals and blew them into people's hearts.

"spot……"

Senju Zhuma approached Uchiha Madara and lifted the long hair on the left side of his face and pinned it behind his ear.

"Have you just bathed?" Senju Bashima sat next to him, holding Uchiha Madara's long hair and sniffing it under his nose, with a fresh smell of water.

Uchiha Madara didn't even raise his eyes, but when he raised his hand to turn the book, Senju Zhuma grabbed his wrist.

"Why are you still wearing gloves at home?" Senju Bashirama smiled softly at Madara, took Madara's hand and bit his glove to take it off, then put Madara's hand on his face and rubbed it. He smiled softly.

"Blade's hands are always so cold."

Uchiha Madara put down his hand holding the book, leaned back slightly, and raised his chin, revealing his unique cool but breathtaking eyes.

Senju Zhuma couldn't help chuckling again: "It always makes me happy to be with you." He touched Uchiha Madara's cheek weakly with his hand, and finally pinched his chin lightly, and let him He raised his head, covered his lips, covering the mouth that made his heart itch.

"You look good in a black yukata." Senju Hashirama wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed his Adam's apple.In the next second, Uchiha Madara grabbed his neck.

Senju Bashima was pinched by Uchiha Madara's neck and pressed to the ground without any resistance, with both hands resting on his waist, looking at Uchiha Madara's black eyes as if there was a clear spring.

"You like being up there so much?"

Uchiha Madara looked at him condescendingly, his expression still indifferent and arrogant: "It's so silly to laugh."

Senju Bashima kept laughing, "Madara, I'm very happy... really happy."

Uchiha Madara let out a soft snort, raised his hand as Senjujuma did just now, bit his fingertips and took off the other glove and threw it aside, then pinched Senjujuma's chin and kissed it, and The difference just now is that Senshou Zhujian tasted the tyranny in it.

[I am the 1000-character car that was hacked]

Senju Bashima kissed Uchiha Madara's eyes.Hold Madara tightly in his arms, as if this is his everything, his heart and his life.

Uchiha Madara's sleepy consciousness seemed to return to his childhood Nangachuan, the mushroom-headed boy with a stupid face said to him.

My name is Hashirama, and now I am your opponent.