[Naruto·Itachi BG] Reverse Black and White II

Feng Lan sat up half-supported, raised her hand slightly, and hooked Itachi's sleeve with her fingertips. She looked at him, Qiu Shuiming's eyes were full of confusion and a little aggrieved, and she asked timidly: "Brother, where are you going?"

The rose incense burns strongly, and the fragrant and warm fragrance penetrates into the skin in strands, making people feel hot all over, as if they were burned by the fireworks when the broken petals of the rose are burned.

Itachi's lips moved slightly, but no sound came out. He found that he could not say any words of rejection.

"I'm not going anywhere." He answered coldly and calmly, with a somewhat soothing tone, "...you can sleep peacefully."

"What about brother?" Feng Lan looked at him with full eyes and asked relentlessly. At the same time, he put a little force on his fingers, and his intention to retain him was self-evident.

Feeling the shallow strength on his sleeves, Itachi finally gave in. He closed his eyes and sighed softly: "I know, I'll sleep here too."

Feng Lan suddenly smiled widely.

Itachi lay down and leaned as close to the bed as possible, trying to leave as much safe space as possible between himself and Feng Lan. After all, they had already passed the age of childhood sweethearts, and sleeping in the same bed like this was already beyond the rules. If he didn't pay careful attention to the distance, he would always push the envelope.

The smell of rose incense in the bed was stronger, probably because Feng Lan had been sitting there for a long time, and it was soaked with the warm orange blossom scent on her body, which made her even more distraught. Weasel lay down and wanted to recuperate his energy, but he didn't expect Feng Lan to come over.

She was wrapped tightly in the quilt, curled up next to him, rested her chin on his shoulder, and smiled as if she was successful. They were so close that Itachi's arm even touched her chest.

Itachi's whole body stiffened instantly, not daring to make even the smallest movement.

But Feng Lan didn't care. Instead, she stretched out her hand to hold his arm, put her small hand into Itachi's generous palm, and intertwined her fingers with his weakly. She looked at him dreamingly, and said softly and coquettishly: "Brother, can you hug me to sleep?"

Itachi: "..."

His pair of ink-like eyes stared at her steadily, as deep as the sea, unable to distinguish between joy and anger.

Feng Lan immediately became hopeless. But she felt that she could still work harder. She pursed her lips and said, half aggrieved and half complaining: "You always slept with me in your arms when you were little..."

Itachi still looked at her silently, showing no emotion.

Feng Lan gave up and reluctantly let go of Itachi's hand, slowly moving back bit by bit.

And at the next moment, Feng Lan heard a sigh like a breeze passing by her ears. Immediately, she felt Itachi's hand pull out from the quilt, raise it slightly, wrap it around the back of her neck and wrap it around her shoulders.

This moment was stretched to an infinite length, and the sudden change was not reflected in the brain for a moment. Feng Lan could only instinctively raise her head in confusion, but only saw Itachi's calm face with his eyes closed and dozing off.

"Go to sleep." His voice was as soft as a whisper, like someone talking in a half-asleep state.

Feng Lan blinked, thinking that Itachi was probably tired, so he didn't dare to say anything more, and just stayed there quietly, no more, no less, exactly half an inch away from Itachi's body.

However, Itachi was far from as calm as he appeared on the surface. He just closed his eyes just to cover up his ups and downs in his heart. He waited for a while, and when the movement around him completely subsided, he dared to slowly open his eyes. I had just impulsively stretched out my arm, so the position was not very smooth, and I felt a little sore after a while.

He carefully raised his hand and moved it, but without even thinking about it, he took a handful of long silky hair.

Itachi looked sideways, lost in thought.

Feng Lan has loved to pester him since she was a child, and sometimes even makes trouble to sleep with him at night. At that time, they were all naive and ignorant, knowing nothing about the difference between men and women, let alone avoiding suspicion. He dotes on Feng Lan when she makes trouble, and they sleep next to each other without any grudge. Seeing that he was always inseparable from Feng Lan, the sensible Sasuke would occasionally get jealous and lose his temper, and would sleep with him. So three of them, brother and sister, were squeezed into a small single bed.

As a mother, Mikoto felt sorry for Itachi and was afraid that he wouldn't sleep well, so she acted like a bad guy and drove the two siblings back to her room with a straight face. Sasuke was sincere and would never disobey an adult. Mikoto would not allow him to disturb Itachi, so he would sleep in his room obediently. Feng Lan, on the other hand, is used to doing things that are both positive and negative. Before going to bed, she pretended to be obedient and went back to her room. After her parents were asleep in the middle of the night, she sneaked into Itachi's room, quietly lifted Itachi's quilt and got in, sleeping next to the edge of the bed, as if she didn't want to disturb Itachi.

Even though he was at home, the habits that ninjas had developed over the years kept Itachi still alert to a certain extent. He didn't notice Feng Lan when he entered the room, but he woke up as soon as he lay next to him. Itachi couldn't bear to see his sister sleeping pitifully half-suspended in the air, so he carried her inside and blocked her outside to prevent her from falling out of bed in a daze.

Later, Itachi came home late from a mission. It was probably because he was too tired. It was a rare occasion for Itachi to fall asleep drunkenly. Turning over in a daze, I suddenly heard a low cry of "Oh!" Itachi suddenly woke up and stood up.

He was about to meet the enemy, but when he took a closer look, he saw his little sister holding her long hair into a handful, looking at him innocently and sadly, not knowing whether it was because of the pain or because she was woken up, she quietly said: "Onii-chan, you It hit my hair..."

Itachi: "..."

Only then did Itachi suddenly realize that he was busy with tasks and hadn't seen him for a while. Feng Lan's hair had grown past his shoulders and was draped all over his back. When sleeping, it will spread all over the pillow when rolled, and it will be pressed down accidentally.

"Sorry, sorry..." Toward this sister, Itachi had a temper and then lost his temper. He could only apologize over and over again, "I didn't know you were coming to sleep over tonight...but..."

As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but fall on Feng Lan's slightly curly hair. Itachi couldn't help but think of the silky touch of his fingertips and the faint orange blossom fragrance when he occasionally combed her hair.

He couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect Feng Lan's hair to be so long..."

It was probably because Itachi's eyes were too serious that Feng Lan misunderstood something. She hesitated and said, "If my brother doesn't like it, I'll ask my mother to take me to have it cut short tomorrow." While saying it, she hugged her precious hair tightly, as if she was reluctant to give up her love for you.

Itachi laughed. He pushed her hair back and tidied it up, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "It looks good, don't cut it."

When Feng Lan heard this, she immediately beamed with joy, threw herself into Itachi's arms, rubbed his chest happily, and said, "I like my brother the most!"

Itachi hugged her as usual and hugged her inside, whispering: "It's late, go to sleep." He also thoughtfully smoothed her hair to prevent it from being pressed.

But at that time, he didn't know that what he thought was Tong Yan Wuji was her cautious and tentative expression of love.

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"Brother, do you still like Feng Lan to have long hair?"

A chuckled whisper disturbed his thoughts. He lowered his head and saw Feng Lan's smiling eyes close at hand.

Itachi was shocked to realize that he had been staring at her hair for too long, and Feng Lan had caught him. She looked at him with a smile, her eyes were a little playful and a little happy, and she was obviously thinking about what happened when she was a child.

His eyes were lowered, but he still said calmly: "It looks good."

Feng Lan smiled, her beautiful almond eyes narrowed into a shallow crescent moon, as happy as a child. With a little pride and pride, she said happily, "Then to reward my brother, I will sleep here!"

After saying that, she got into his arms again just like she did when she was a child.

Itachi sighed silently, knowing that it was wrong, but he still indulged Feng Lan and himself.

It was really a shame to spend such a beautiful night with him. But for him, it was a blessing.

Being hugged by Weasel, Feng Lan soon fell asleep.

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