Naruto: Falling from the sky into Hashirama's arms

Fortunately, I only have to hold on for today, Lin Sang thought silently in his heart.

Everything is ready, I'm going to go out.

Everything went smoothly afterwards, including welcoming the bride, inspection, ceremony, sacrifice...

Lin Sang always felt like he was in a dream. Everything seemed so unreal, and everything around him was so magical and blurry. He followed Hashirama Senju and completed the rituals step by step under his guidance.

The people he met today were definitely the most people he had met in all the time he had been here. Almost all the Senju clan were here, and because they had reached an alliance with the Uchiha clan, some Uchiha people were also here.

And because of Lin Sang's status, other nobles also sent gifts and envoys, so overall it was quite lively.

Why are there no other ninja clans? Because this is the Warring States Period, even the Uchiha clan can be counted on one hand. For a wedding like this, outsiders are generally not invited, after all, it represents danger.

In the end, Lin Sang didn't know how he accomplished all of this. He only remembered that when he came out of the Thousand Hands Temple priest, it was already dark.

Finally, Hashirama Senju took me back to his room, just like when I first traveled through time.

Lin Sang walked in the footprints of Hashirama Senju and thought silently in his mind.

At this moment, they have completed the rituals and officially entered the bridal chamber.

From now on, the names of Lin Sang and Senju Hashirama will be forever tied together. When one person mentions the name of one of them, he will definitely not forget the other.

And from today on, Lin Sang was officially written into the family tree of the Senshou clan.

They will continue to entangle.

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The room was silent, with only Lin Sang and Senju Hashirama left.

In fact, Lin Sang didn't look at Senju Hashirama carefully throughout the day. After all, there were too many people around, and it would feel strange if he kept staring at the other person closely.

Senju Hashirama's clothes today are black, the same as what he wore. In fact, Lin Sang rarely sees Senju Hashirama wearing such dark formal clothes.

Lin Sang knew that Hashirama Senju was handsome, but he was usually not serious and was always laughing and joking, so people didn't pay much attention to his appearance, but paid more attention to his personality.

But today, he looks really different.

Senju Hashirama is tall and his posture is as straight as a pine tree. Today he gives people a sense of stability and majesty.

His long, straight and smooth black hair fell like a waterfall behind his broad shoulders, swaying gently with his movements. Lin Sang, who was walking beside him, could smell the faint fragrance drifting over with the wind.

Looking up at the other person's face, Hashirama looked extraordinarily handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. The look he gave him at this moment was deep and thick. Under his straight nose, his lips were of just the right thickness, neither too thin nor too thick.

Lin Sang remembered that the sun was exceptionally bright all day long.

The man known as the "God of Ninja" had a smile on his face as bright and dazzling as the warm spring sun, and it never disappeared from beginning to end.

As Lin Sang, who was closest to the other party, could clearly feel that the smile on Hashirama Senju's face was not a disguise or a pretense, but came from the most real and pure love in his heart. At this moment, he was no longer the legendary figure who dominated the ninja world, but an ordinary man immersed in happiness.

Senju Hashirama stretched out his arms and hugged Lin Sang tightly, as if he wanted to rub him into his body. He lowered his head and buried his face in Lin Sang's neck, gently stroking it, feeling the delicateness and warmth of Lin Sang's skin.

The other party's joy was beyond words, and his eyes were full of expectations and longing for the future life: "Lin-san."

At this moment, time seemed to have stopped, and there were only the two of them left in the whole world.

After Lin Sang was hugged tightly by Senju Hashirama, the powerful and warm breath coming from the other party instantly surrounded him tightly.

He could clearly feel the body temperature coming from the other person's broad chest, as if a warm current was seeping into his bones, making him completely immersed in it and unable to extricate himself.

This unprecedented sense of reality made Lin Sang a little dazed, as if time had stopped at this moment. The previous feeling of being in a dream gradually dissipated, and Lin Sang slowly closed his eyes.

She took the initiative to put her arms around Senju Hashirama's waist...

Lin Sang could feel that Hashirama Senju's breathing began to become rapid with his movements, and his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised to outline a gentle arc, and Lin Sang looked up at the other party: "Hashirama..."

……

Lin Sang felt that Senju Hashirama's kiss tonight was particularly hot, and even felt that his tongue was no longer her own. She was forced to entangle with him, sucking and biting...

Slowly, Lin Sang's body even trembled unconsciously. He felt that the other party wanted to slowly dismember him...

So he reflexively pressed his hands against the other's chest, struggled in the other's arms, and kept whimpering. Perhaps seeing how pitiful Lin Sang was at this moment, Senju Hashirama temporarily let go of the meat that was about to reach his mouth.

I was very interested to see what Lin Sang had to say.

Lin Sang's lips were swollen and red, and he was still gasping for breath. At this moment, tears had already welled up in his eyes unconsciously: "Hashirama, Hashirama, I, I can't breathe..."

Hearing this, the corners of Senju Hashirama's mouth curled up with a touch of tenderness, but deep in his eyes was still the thick, constantly suppressed emotion that was about to overflow...

“Is that so…ah.”

so poor.

I told you, right? It’s impossible for me to let you go at this moment, Lin-san…

Lin Sang thought that Senju Hashirama would let go of him if he resisted, just like before, but this time he was obviously wrong...

Because he felt that his belt had been untied by the other party...

Lin Sang:!!!

Senju Hashirama kept soothing her, and then slowly pressed Lin Sang, who had already become his little wife, onto the soft couch under him. Senju Hashirama coaxed her in a low voice: "It's okay, Lin Sang, don't be afraid, believe me... believe me, okay?"

Looking at Hashirama's eyes, which were like honey and tender as water, Lin Sang was intoxicated unconsciously as if bewitched, unable to extricate himself: "...It won't hurt, will it?"

Senju Hashirama gently kissed Lin Sang's forehead: "No."

Lin Sang looked at Senju Hashirama and bit his lip timidly: "If I say stop, you have to stop..."

Senju Hashirama was almost amused by the naive Lin Sang. Didn't he know that what a man says in bed cannot be taken seriously?

Whether to stop or not, isn't it him who has the final say?

But of course he would not say it out loud at the moment, instead he went along with the other party and said: "Look, if you had resisted before, would I have stopped? Besides, today is our wedding day..."

Senju Hashirama said this with a pitiful expression on his face.

Finally, Lin Sang nodded with difficulty.