Itachi Swing

"Cough, cough, cough...cough, cough." Sasuke quickly grabbed the water cup from Itachi's hand to comfort him, and said somewhat reproachfully, "I can choke on drinking water."

Itachi waved his hands to indicate that he was fine, but he kept coughing, so Sasuke could only stand aside and help him beat his back.

"Brother, why have you been coughing a lot lately, even at night."

Itachi breathed a sigh of relief between coughs and said intermittently: "What... what, cough cough, disturbing your sleep? It really can't be done, I sleep on the sofa outside."

"Die, you might as well go to sleep on the road, it's cleaner!" Sasuke puffed up his face and glared at Itachi, but his subordinates were still dutiful and smooth. "You clearly know that's not what I meant!"

Sasuke is much shorter than Itachi by a head, and he is still bending over to help him breathe. His black head is dangling back and forth on Itachi's chest. If you smooth your hair, you can bask in the sun on its owner's lap like a docile cat, but then Sasuke would not be Sasuke.

"I'll accompany you to see the doctor, grab a couple of medicines or a bottle, in short, to cure the disease." After finishing speaking, he was about to pull Itachi out.

The right arm was being pulled by Sasuke, so I could only wrap my left hand around Sasuke's waist and walk down the road. There was a gratifying warmth in my heart, and Sasuke knew that he cared about me.The cold outline is like sugar dropped into coffee: "No, I have seen a doctor, and now I have medicine in my hand."

"What did the doctor say?" Sasuke asked nervously, afraid that the result would not be ideal, and he didn't care that the distance between the two was too close, and Itachi's breath fell on his cheek when he spoke.

"Back when my lungs were injured during the battle, I didn't care about them at the time. Later, I went to the doctor for a long time. The doctor said that it needs long-term treatment, and there is no other way." The disease is difficult to deal with, so there is no need to worry."

"Don't tell me if you are sick, lest I despise you?" Sasuke smiled and wrapped his arms around Itachi's neck, and buried himself in Itachi's arms, rubbing his head against his chest. "If you don't want me to despise you, treat me better, otherwise, when you are terminally ill, it will depend on my mood whether to throw you out of the door or make a potion to contribute to medical treatment."

"Don't babble." Itachi stretched out a hand to stop, Sasuke, a dead boy, kept rubbing against his two protruding points so as not to die.

"As soon as I finished my cruel words, you attacked me. It's really terrible. Do you have some backing behind your back? Tell me honestly?" Sasuke didn't pay attention, but his tone was obviously coquettish, just like Hei Itachi failed the exam when he was a child. report card or bear the scolding for breaking the vase for him.

Unlock the knot in your heart, Sasuke is like a child who hasn't grown up in front of Itachi, raising his fragile flower disc to absorb the sun and rain, and thrive in the soil of others' love.

"You're fanning the flames, understand?" He lowered his head and bit Sasuke's ruddy lips, and the warning words that were originally spoken in this way immediately became peachy.

Only then did Sasuke calm down, leaning his body obediently on Itachi's chest, and whispered, "It's daytime now."

The sharp-eared Itachi pinched his fair face and said in a low and polite voice: "You said it, it's fine at night." His fingers followed Sasuke's back all the way down, sliding into a full turn.

"Nonsense!" Sasuke wanted to jump off Itachi's arms, but how could he escape easily when the sheep entered the tiger's mouth, the gentle arms that came in were like reinforced concrete to fix the person in his arms at this moment.

"It's okay now." Itachi lowered his head and sniffed the fresh, light floral fragrance of shower gel on Sasuke's neck.

"Why did you hurt your lungs? It's better to go up and to the left, and you'll have no worries for the rest of your life. Uh...you..." Itachi blocked the harsh words behind with his lips.

Sasuke pushed Itachi weakly, but the obviously sick man trapped him in his arms with great strength.Itachi moved closer to him while kissing, Sasuke took a step back while enduring it, entangled and tore until Sasuke's calf was on the top of the sofa cushion, while Sasuke dodged back and forth, there was no time for other Itachi to trip over the floor, and Sasuke fell into it On the soft sofa, Itachi fit himself on it immediately.

"It's always you on top." Cleverly turned his head away, avoiding Itachi's next round of lips and tongues before complaining.

"Why don't you come." Itachi got off Sasuke without hesitation, reached out and started to unbutton his clothes.The person who loves him has nothing to do with his body position.It was enough for Sasuke to be by his side, he would not even sacrifice his life for him, and still care about such trivial matters.

Sasuke collapsed on the sofa, squinting at Itachi's actions, until Itachi took off his shirt, bare chest and pants, and hurriedly popped out from the sofa where his body was buried to stop the next behavior. "Forget it, everyone is like a pervert like you." He knocked off Itachi's hand, sat back on the sofa, took off the kimono that was covering him, and turned his back to Itachi with his bare upper body, and the skirt-like trousers were not taken off underneath, so Said angrily: "You're dead!" Itachi couldn't help laughing until his stomach hurt, his face was as calm as the West Lake, if he laughed, the little guy would be angry and couldn't take the initiative anymore.

As if exercising in the morning, the hand calmly slid in from the waist along the Pythagorean, and the pants came down like a peeled onion leaf.

I don't know where the lubricating fluid came from, could it be that Itachi carried it with him?Wait for a good cross-examination later.Thinking in his head, his rationality was overwhelmed by the trembling of his body in the next second. Itachi bit the protruding dogwood on his chest, and when Sasuke's body was trembling, his greased fingers burrowed in like live fish. Unaccustomed to twisting back and forth, the fingers sank deeper, the slender fingertips inadvertently scratched that spot in the body, and a short scream blurted out before realizing that it was inappropriate to bite his lip to stop it.

Indulging in lust, even if there will be a flood tomorrow!

The hot and entangled body rolled on the sofa, and the raised patterns on the sofa printed red lines on the skin, just like tattoos, deeply beautiful under oppression.The steaming sweat gave birth to the power of fascination. The two of them seemed to be stuck together, tightly entangled like vines, and when one was pulled apart, soft vines would stretch out to hook the other.

Sasuke is such a single-minded person, who will do his best when revenge, leave no room for hatred, and do whatever he wants when he indulges.

"My lord." The raccoon mask put the kraft paper bag in his hand on the desk, and then returned it backwards.

Opening the paper bag, Danzo quickly scanned it, pressed his heart and asked in a deep voice, "Where did the information come from? Credible?"

"Our people found the doctor who often sees Itachi. He is an old man over fifty years old. They call him Doctor Guan Jia. We stole this from the case room. It should be an accurate description of Itachi-kun's body."

"Can you make a note?"

"Don't worry, my lord, we got a copy, the original is still there, so we won't startle the snake."

A smile slowly spread on Danzo's serious face, and the wrinkles accumulated at the corners of his eyes and mouth were also pulled away: "Good job, no loss of past training, Konoha will be safe with you."

The voice of the raccoon mask remained calm: "Thank you for your compliment, sir."

"Go." Waving his hand, the person quickly disappeared.

Itachi has a problem with his eyes, and the situation doesn't seem to be optimistic.Weighing the case in hand, a smile climbed onto his serious face, and a slight cold light reflected from his lifeless fish eyes.

A few days ago, I just said I owed a burning east wind, but this morning when the sun rose, the "east wind" came down safely.Chaoyang represents new hope, and it seems to be the prelude to Konoha's innovation.For a moment, Danzo seemed to see the appearance of all the four major powers surrendering, as brilliant as the morning sun this morning.

With a snap of his fingers, a tanuki mask immediately appeared in the room. Unlike the last one, he didn't carry any weapons on his body, and he didn't make a sound. He knelt on one knee and waited quietly for the order from above.

A piece of paper floated quietly, lying on the floor, the writing on it was still wet.The civet cat's face was unfolded in his hand, he swept it hastily, and suddenly stuffed it into his chest with a short "ah".

"You will handle it well." The tone was affirmative, without discussion.

The civet cat lowered its head in salute with a sharp face, and said simply: "This subordinate understands."