Hokage Doujin - Spring Water Ding Dong

"Heh, Bai Fang..." Holding his chin, he yawned out of boredom, "I haven't closed my eyes for two days... plus I didn't rest for the previous three nights, I'm going to become a fairy Bar?!"

"I don't know if I can bear it or not..." Tsunade also held his chin in his hand, but he didn't look lazy like Jiraiya, but frowned, worried.

"I've never seen Hatake care so much about anyone." Xia rested her chin on both hands, and looked in the direction of the bed where Quanzhu was lying: the bedside was holding Quanzhu's hand since she fell into a coma, and stood by her side , Sakumo, who never left for half a step, "Even for Princess Fujikawa, I've never been so nervous."

"I have to admit that although this bamboo is not good-looking, it does have hidden potential charm." Cheng peeled a grape and threw it into his mouth, "Damn it, why is it so sour..."

"Hmm...I always feel a little jealous." Xiao Ban complained, "Hey, Mi, does it really feel good to have a lover?"

"Well, it's okay, cough." Mi smiled and nodded, "When I was out on a mission, I thought that someone had prepared dinner and sat quietly by the window or in the courtyard, waiting for me to go back. Even when you are in trouble, you will feel good!"

"Yeah, I can tell." Xiao squinted at Mi, curled his lips, and nodded, "When you talk about this, you don't cough anymore."

"Hehe." Mi smiled with a good temper, not planning to be as knowledgeable as Xiao.

"What about you? Lumiao." Ira shifted his attention to Shinnosuke again.

"Huh?" Shinnosuke was stunned for a moment, and then scratched his blushing face innocently, "Well, Nanako... well, she should be the only one who can advise me to pay attention to my body while I'm smoking, and at the same time point to I am a dazed woman..."

"Hmph, that's all you've got!" Xia suddenly glanced sideways, "I don't know how to think about it for Nanako, she lives in a smoky environment every day, so you don't have to worry about her getting sick!"

"Do you have any opinions?! Shemale!" Shinnosuke had been being squeezed by Kasumi, and finally broke out in silence, "With your mother-in-law's temper, I don't know how Chie fell in love with you!"

"Who are you talking about?!" Kasumi stood up impatiently, "I was just wondering why such a good girl like Nanako wronged me and stayed by your side. It's no wonder that a smoker like you can give Nanako happiness! "

"I think Qianzhi's constant headaches for a while are inseparable from your long-winded problem!" Shinnosuke stood up without showing any weakness, "If you didn't read in her ear every day, would she be like that?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Chie is born with a weak constitution, so what does it have to do with me not being verbose?!" Xia supported the table and glared at Shinnosuke viciously, "Besides, I cared about her! Isn't it true that a cold-blooded animal like you Will understand!"

"You—" Shinnosuke raised a finger, just about to have a century-old theoretical competition, but was pulled back.

"Okay, okay, the two seniors don't quarrel." The good man Minato stood between the two of them, persuading them to fight, "Xiaozhu is still in a coma, it would be bad if he gets quarreled."

"This... well, for the sake of the younger generations, I'll let you go for once!" Xia stared, and sat down very cooperatingly with persuasion.

"...Tch!" With a glance, Shinnosuke took the time to extinguish the flames of war.

"However, if there is any woman who is more peculiar or great, Guijiang is the one who bears the brunt..." Fearing that the world would not be chaotic, Xiao suddenly intervened.

Hearing this, except for Quanzhu who was in a coma, and Shuo Mao who guarded Quanzhu who was in a coma wholeheartedly, the other ten people in the tent all turned their eyes to Lie.

"Huh? What?" Feeling the fiery gazes of everyone, he was stunned for a moment.

"No, it's nothing." Xiao replied with an angry and teasing look on his face.

"No! You definitely have something to hide from me!" Lie slapped the table and stood up, "Say it!"

"No, really not." Xiao denied, but there was no sincerity in his tone.

"Impossible!" Lie's small universe was burning.

"Ex...senior..." Minato hurriedly pulled back, and was depressed in his heart how could this group of elite seniors be in tune with the boys he brought—none of them were fuel-efficient lamps—just as he calmed down here, then Bian immediately yelled again...

"Quanzhu? Quanzhu! Quanzhu, how are you?" The tense tone and words came from Shuo Mao, who hadn't spoken for a long time.

That is to say, it is more effective than the water gate even pulling and pulling-quickly calming down the conflicting people.

Everyone looked over and saw Shuo Mao, who had been sitting by the bed, stood up, looking nervously and worriedly at what was going on on the bed, frowning, biting his lips hard, wishing to make his lips bleed. His face was pale and he was sweating—it seemed to be in pain.

"Xiaozhu?" Shuimen let go of Lie's hand, but Guan Lie's center of gravity shifted due to lack of strength to support him, and he fell to the ground, but grabbed the edge of the table.

"What's wrong with Xiao Yemu?" The others should also be surprised.

"What's the matter with the bamboo spirit?" Jiraiya touched Tsunade with his arm.

"I don't know. Is it because of the pain in the wound?" Tsunade frowned, "Tianshan, where is the painkiller?"

"Here!" Tianshan handed it over.

"Spring Bamboo! Spring Bamboo!" Shuo Mao frowned tightly.

Tsunade took the analgesic from Tianshan and rushed to the side of Quan Zhu, just about to give him an injection, but saw Quan Zhu suddenly sat up.woke up.

"Huh...huh..." It felt like running hundreds of times around Konoha, and Izumi Zhu was panting heavily.

"...Huh?" Tsunade obviously didn't understand what was going on, and the hand that wanted to hold Izumitake stopped in mid-air.

"Quanzhu?" Seeing this, Shuo Mao sat down on the side of the bed and hugged Quanzhu who was exhausted. He obviously hadn't rested for a long time, but he still hugged Quanzhu tightly as if he had a lot of strength. Arms, as tight as his heart and frowning.

"Heh... huh..." Leaning on Shuo Mao's chest, Quanzhu still did not stop panting, which shows how much she had "exercised" in the dream just now.

"What's the matter?" Mingming Quanzhu had already woken up, but Shuo Mao felt that not only did his worries not subside, but he was even more nervous than before.

"Huh, it's okay..." Weakly shook his head, his hair was messed up by the action just now, and because of the sweat on his face, it stuck to his cheeks. At this time, Quan Zhu looked very different from usual Same.

"Is it really all right?" Shuo Mao was worried and continued to ask.

"It's really fine." Quanzhu shook his head, "It's just a nightmare."

"...Do you want to drink water?" Obviously not completely relieved, Shuo Mao still hugged Quanzhu tightly and did not relax.

"En." Nodding, Quan Zhu took the water Shuo Mao handed over, took a few sips, "Thank you."

"It's okay." Saying that, Shuo Mao raised his hand, brushing away the messy hair on Quanzhu's cheeks naturally, and then picked up a towel beside him to wipe off the sweat for Quanzhu.

"Heh." Quanzhu laughed, although the smile seemed a little weak, but because of the sweetness in his heart, his face eased back.

"Lie down for a while." Gently pressing Quan Zhu's head, Shuo Mao kissed the hair on the side of Quan Zhu's head, "Your injury is better, rest more."

"En." Quanzhu lay down obediently.

"Okay." At this time, Tsunade came closer, "Bai Fang, since Xiaozhu has woken up, you can go to rest! If you don't rest, your body will not be able to take it. Let's take care of Xiaozhu."

"It's okay, let me do it." Sakumo declined Tsunade's kindness.

"Well, everyone go out!" Tianshan suddenly suggested, "Since Xiaozhu is fine, everyone should go to their own business!"

I don't know if it was a tacit understanding, or something really happened, but in short, everyone cooperated and went out.

Only Quan Zhu and Shuo Mao were left in the tent.

"Sleep again!" After Quanzhu lay down, Shuo Mao continued to hold Quanzhu's hand, never letting go.Suggested, "I'll watch over you."

"No." Quan Zhu shook his head, not wanting to suffer from the nightmare anymore, "Suo Mao should go to rest, he must be tired."

"No, I'm not tired." Shuo Mao shook his head, "Anyway, it was my turn just now, and I've rested for a long time."

"Lie." Quan Zhu hit the nail on the head.

"No, I'm telling the truth!" Shuo Mao's expression was very calm, as if it was true.

"Impossible, just now Tsunade said that your body will not be able to bear it." Quanzhu tilted his head, looked at Sakumo, and pointed out.

"Huh? That's because I also got some injuries, so that's fine." Shuo Mao was talking nonsense, "but I know it's all right."

"..." Without saying a word, Quanzhu just looked at Shuo Mao with a smile on his face, and kept looking.

"... Well, how did you know?" Shuo Mao finally admitted, no match for Quanzhu's sincere gaze attack.

"Hehe." Quan Zhu laughed, "Because I'm cold."

"Ah?" Shuo Mao raised his eyebrows, not quite understanding, "Cold? How about I get you another quilt?"

"No need." Quanzhu shook his head, grabbed Shuo Mao, and then patted the bed with the hand that was not held by Shuo Mao, "Suo Mao, come up."

"Huh?" Shuo Mao was taken aback for a moment.

"Since you don't want to leave, let's go up—take a break." Quanzhu blinked, his face flushed, "By the way... well, let's also play the role of the 'biological heater'..."

"...Hehe, okay." Shuo Mao smiled, a smile that made Quanzhu unable to extricate himself just by looking at it.

"..."

"Hey, is Quanzhu throwing himself into his arms?" Shuo Mao, who got into bed, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his thin body, and whispered in Quanzhu's Honghong's ear.

"...idiot." There were many intimate hugs like this, but Quan Zhu's face was still blushing.

"Hehe..." Shuo Mao laughed in a low voice full of affection, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep.

However, Quanzhu felt that the arms that hugged him were a little tighter.

"Thank you, Shuo Mao." Pulling out his hand from under the quilt, Quan Zhu stroked Shuo Mao's face, "Those hands are so warm... even in a dream, I can feel it very clearly... "

I am afraid that Quanzhu will never forget those hands in his life: the big dry and warm hands seem to be able to contain all his fear and confusion in them—so warm—even in the cold winter of the Northland, if there are such Hands, she might fall in love with winter.

The corner of the mouth draws an arc called happiness uncontrollably, Quanzhu gently pulls down the mask on Shuo Mao's face with his hands, and stretches his head over.

"thanks……"

A word of thanks was contained in a shallow and deep kiss.

Thank you.