Konoha's journey to find eternal life

I remember a pioneer once said: When a woman begins to covet a man, even if she holds back the saliva in her mouth, it will flow out from other places.

Kinoshita Ryoichi naturally felt the moisture in his hands, and he knew that his beloved woman was ready.

"Don't be afraid, sister. You know, I have always been a gentle person."

On the eve of the night, Ryoichi once again spoke to Anko gently.

Hong Dou's eyes had blurred, and she couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams in the fog.

Because during this time, she always dreamed of the same gorgeous scene.

"Hmm~"

Gritting her teeth tightly and humming slightly through her nose, Anko once again showed that she was ready.

Her only friend Reiwusha once talked to her about this kind of private matter. Anko learned from Reiwusha that it would hurt at first, but later it would be very sweet and she would be addicted to that feeling.

How could a ninja be afraid of pain?

Anko, who would not hesitate even if she was struck by swords and fire, and Anko, who would not make a sound even if a kunai pierced her body, would be afraid of pain?

No, she was still afraid.

He clenched his fists nervously and wandered around the floor several times but couldn't find anything he could hold in his hands.

"Sister, I'm here!"

Liang Yi knew that every second of delay at this time was a kind of psychological torture for Anko.

The next moment, the sharp cry of pain still resounded through the peaceful Konoha sky.

Fortunately, the snowflakes are floating densely. They are the best sound insulation equipment in the world. Anyone who has experienced how quiet it is on a snowy night can feel it.

The pain was unimaginable to Anko, it was more painful than a kunai piercing her body, but there was a hint of sweetness in the pain.

What Mitarai Anko had been looking forward to for a long time finally became a reality today.

However, the strong pain still made Anko helplessly grab Ryoichi's back. The sharp nails dug into Ryoichi's skin, leaving ten clear marks on his back.

Ryoichi felt pain and groaned.

But the pain was sweet, and he didn't dare to relax. He needed gentle, slow, and continuous output to eliminate the unpleasant experience.

There should be no dispute that Mitarai Anko, the grown-up Hyuga Hinata and Tsunade Hime are the three biggest in the Naruto world.

The size that couldn't be grasped by both hands deeply stimulated Liang Yi's sensory nerves, making him unable to put it down and unable to stop.

Anko had already closed her beautiful eyes shyly, and tried her best to cooperate with Ryoichi's movements.

While there was a thick layer of snow outside the window, the house was filled with smoke, and hot heat kept rising from the entangled two people.

A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and a newborn calf does not know what fatigue is.

It wasn't until the orange rays of the sun shone through the window into the wonderful and gorgeous living room that the two of them reluctantly stopped.

Ryoichi, who was still unfulfilled, wanted to squander his youth again, but unfortunately his muscles that kept spasming no longer allowed him to have any more impulses.

Anko lay weakly on the floor, resting on Ryoichi's arm, and was so tired that she fell asleep without realizing it.

The messy room, the pieces of fabric scattered everywhere, and the water stains flowing on the floor, Ryoichi must clean up first.

He made three marks with one hand, and the ground squirmed, renovating the living room floor.

Then he picked up the body as white as jade and went to the bedroom on the second floor.

He gently placed the tired Anko on the bed, kissed away the dried tears at the corners of her eyes, and covered her with the quilt.

Ryoichi endured the convulsions all over his body, put on his clothes, dragged his tired body, and reluctantly went out.

He had to prepare a change of clothes for Anko before she woke up.

A master once said that what a woman cares about most is not the beauty of that moment, but the man's attitude after that.

The more considerate you are, the more secure you can make a woman feel!

But as soon as he got downstairs and opened the door, he saw Nami Nami carrying a lunch box and jumping towards his house.

"Ryoichi-kun is having breakfast!"

Nami obediently handed over the lunch box, staring at Ryoichi expectantly.

This was a loving breakfast that she personally went to the market to buy vegetables early in the morning, carefully selected the ingredients, handled them carefully, and followed the steps in the gourmet recipes without making any mistakes.

Ryoichi froze in embarrassment, looking at Nami looking forward to him opening the lunch box.

For a moment, Ryoichi felt like a prisoner being stripped naked and paraded through the market.

He secretly made a mark and set a seal on the second floor before welcoming Nami into the living room.

"So rich!"

Ryoichi opened the lunch box and praised sincerely.

He saw all kinds of food neatly arranged in the lunch box. Without Nami's explanation, Ryoichi knew that this was breakfast prepared by Nami herself.

Because Shinojiro would never be able to cook such delicious food in his life.

Nami felt happy when she heard the compliment.

Dragging her chin with her hands and watching Ryoichi enjoy breakfast, a happy day begins, and Nami can be happy all day long.

Ryoichi was very anxious, he wanted to get rid of Nami as soon as possible, so he ate quickly, almost gobbling it down.

Nami's little nose twitched and she smelled a strange smell in the room. She looked around a few times but found nothing wrong.

Looking at the movements of Nami's nose, Ryoichi couldn't help but know what she had discovered, and his heart was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat.

It felt like being caught stealing by your wife, and you felt so panicked.

He quickly distracted Nami and said, "Nami-chan, I have another date with a friend today, how about you?"

"Ah..." Nami replied in disappointment.

But the sensible Nami remembers what her father once taught her: a woman must understand her husband and not be too clingy!

So Nami replied sweetly: "Oh, I'm going to ask Teacher Hong for help today. There are a few things I don't understand."

"Nami-chan, are you learning about illusions? You're so awesome."

"How can I be more powerful? She is far worse than Ryoichi-kun. Yakumo is more powerful. Her secret skills are super powerful."

"Oh, really?"

After successfully changing the topic, Liang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

After a quick breakfast, he went out with Nami and walked a long way. After they were far away from home, Ryoichi and Nami parted ways.

He hurried to Mitarai Anko's house, sneaked in through the window like a thief and dug out a new set of clothes.

Most of Anko's clothes have similar styles. Ninja's outfits are almost always fixed styles. In the same way as ninja makeup, they represent the ninja's personal identity. They usually change their looks after something happens.

The clothes in the cupboard were all black silk, which immediately made her face feel hot.

On the way back, Ryoichi bought breakfast for Anko.

When Liang Yi returned home through the ice crystal magic mirror, he found that Anko was not sleeping at all, but was hiding in the quilt and secretly wiping tears.

Women's tears are the worst, and Ryoichi doesn't know why Anko cries.

"It's breakfast, dear."

"I won't regret it Ryoichi."

"Fool, what are you talking about?"

"I want to be your lover."