[Comprehensive] What should I do if I wear black?

The hand holding the back of Senju Bashirama's head slipped to the back of his neck at some point, and the other hand also hooked it, forming a lazy embrace.

Uchiha Madara let go of Senju Hashirama's lips, separated a little distance, and looked at Senju Hashirama who was still wandering away with interest.

Ah……

There are so many flaws.

Uchiha Madara pressed against his forehead, and touched the cold tip of his nose lightly.He opened his mouth, his cold voice was a little more hoarse than usual, "Don't you understand what I mean, Hashirama?"

"Uh..." I lost my mind.

idiot.

Seeing this, Uchiha Madara chuckled lightly.He clasped Qianshou Zhujian's broad shoulders with both hands, exerted force with his arms, and switched the positions of the two with one turn.

Firmly suppress the foolish Senshou Bashirama.

Beat him, conquer him, possess him.

He longed for the powerful strength of Hashirama, and enjoyed the strength displayed by Hashirama when he defeated him.

Only Hashirama can bring him the feeling of boiling blood.

When Hashirama was about to get engaged, he could domineeringly ignore the turmoil in his heart, and he could give Hashirama the most sincere blessing without any grievances.He is already ready to face everything.

Because, Hashirama is the only person in this world he can look up to.

Uchiha Madara sat straddling the waist of Senjubashirama, lowering his upper body slightly, the strong chests of the two adult men were almost touching, and the two hearts inside were beating hotly.

Unconditional tolerance and understanding.

Wholehearted understanding and trust.

Standing shoulder to shoulder uniquely.

As long as the village is not touched, Senshou Zhujian can be said to give him a completely unconditional favor.

May I ask, where in the world can he find the second Thousand-handed Pillar Room?

[Madara, do you like Senju Hashirama? 】

Hei Jue's previous question resounded in his mind.

of course.

like.

Now that Hashirama has canceled the engagement...

Then he won't budge any more!

Uchiha Madara lowered his head, lightly licking the side of Senju Bashirama's neck, with a leisurely and unhurried attitude.In contrast, Qianshouzhujian has been completely petrified.Every small movement of Madara, every light breath, can arouse a fine layer of goosebumps on the surface of his skin.

Uchiha Madara opened his mouth and bit down hard.

A faint smell of blood slid into the mouth.

The pain and the ninja's instinct to resist danger made Senju Juma's body tighten like a bowstring.

Madara Uchiha licked the blood off his lips indifferently, stood up, looked at him coldly, and said every word.

"Among the Thousands of Hands."

Because they did not report each other's surnames at the beginning of their acquaintance, even during the worst hostile period of their relationship, they never called each other by their first and last names.

Except for very few special cases.

For example, when Nanhechuan broke up.

The tiger's body trembled among the thousand-handed pillars.

"Spotty spots..."

Uchiha Madara raised his eyebrows with a little novelty, it was the first time he saw this steady and powerful ninja god look so at a loss.He folded his arms around his chest, waiting for Hashirama's next words.

"Madara, did you make a mistake?"

Holding his forehead between the pillars of a thousand hands, he desperately sorted out his messy thoughts, "We are all men, how can it be possible between me and us..."

He tried to break free from Madara's shackles, thinking about his words.

I want Madara to understand what I mean without making Madara sad.

"Madara, I have always regarded you as a brother like Tobima. Even though we broke up at that time, I have always looked forward to the day when our relationship can be restored."

Senju Bashima stared into Uchiha Madara's dark eyes, and said sincerely, "You are my best friend."

"Boyfriends are friends too."

Uchiha Madara calmly brought out the rhetoric of Hei Ze.

"..." The three views of Qianshou Zhujian were completely shattered.

Is it still too late to go back and say that I want to make a marriage contract with Mito...

"Madara, have you been manipulated by Heijue?"

Hei Jue lay down his gun.

"No."

"Did Heijue threaten you?"

Hei Jue lay down again.

"No."

"Is it another strange bet?"

That guy loves doing it the most!

"No."

Hei Jue: "..." I just laid down so many guns without doing anything!

No, it's not like I didn't do anything...

Just add oil and vinegar.

Originally, the man Senshou Zhuma had superb flirting skills.

Not to mention full of love talk skills, she is also good at all kinds of cuteness and depressing.

Let Madara have nothing to do with him.

Hmph, you didn't realize anything, and flirted irresponsibly, you've overturned now.

Qianju Zhujian was still talking.

"I'll tell Tobima when I go back, let's work together to find a way to drive that guy out of your consciousness. Don't worry, it will definitely be done."

Madara Uchiha did not speak.

After a while, he let out a deep sneer.

He stood up and turned around.

Uchiha Madara's repressed and cold aura made Senju Hashirama feel a little uneasy, "Mara..."

"Where are you going?"

He'd rather Madara fight him aggressively as usual, and we'll still be good buddies afterward!

Uchiha Madara put away the fan, and kicked Bai Ze, who was lying on the ground and witnessed the whole process with a wretched smile, towards Senju Bashirama.

Powerful and full of anger.

Still laughing? !

I make you laugh!

Bai Jue: "Ahhhh——"

Qianshou Zhujian used his arms to block Bai Jue who was flying in the air, and then let it roll to the ground.

Bai Jue's eyes kept turning in circles.

"Find a place to stay. Do you want to spend the night here?" Uchiha Madara's cold voice came.

Qianshouzhujian got up quickly, and said with a dry smile: "Ah, haha, it's also..."

***

In a hotel in a small town in the land of earth, Senju Hashima hugged the quilt like an octopus, turned over, and looked at the small piece of night sky at the window in frustration.

Half an hour ago.

"Boss, I want a room." Senshou Zhujian opened his mouth according to the practice of traveling all the way, and reached out for his wallet as he spoke.

"Two rooms." A lukewarm voice sounded beside him.

Senshou Bashima was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously looking at Madara.But Madara didn't even look at him at all, her messy black hair covered the profile of her face.

Do you think this is a quarrel?

The innkeeper who is well-versed in the world rolled his eyes, and quickly judged that compared to the gentle and polite man with long hair, this expressionless black long-haired man was more difficult to mess with, and hurriedly handed over another key.

Uchiha Madara took the key and walked away.

"spot……"

Senju Zhuma looked at his friend's back without looking back, paid the money dejectedly, and went to another room alone.

He was completely depressed.

We can't even live together.

Could it be that good friends and good brothers can't do it?

After the two left the counter one after another, the hotel owner slowly put on a meaningful smile, full of the sense of experience after Qian Fan died.He was talking leisurely while counting the money in the drawer.

"It's better to be aware of your own intentions earlier... Otherwise, when it is irretrievable, you will regret it."

"Oh, it's nice to be young..."

Even someone like him who met for the first time can see that the two people care about each other in their eyes.

Senju Bashima, who couldn't sleep, simply got up, glanced around the room, and finally fell on the white humanoid creature in the corner.

Meeting his gaze, the other party tilted his head, with a dazed and innocent look on his face.

"After careful perception, this guy's body is full of Mutun cells..."

It stands to reason that with wood escape cells, the combat effectiveness should be good.

It's a pity, it's a war scum.

IQ also gives people a feeling of high and low.

Especially on the way back when it was dragged back, it kept making noises, "Did you guys do something fun just now?" "Hey, why did he lick you? Did he want to eat you?" "Can you come again?" Once?"

Senshou Zhuma blushed from all kinds of shameless questions he asked.

boom--

Uchiha Madara hit the stone pillar next to him with a punch, and the thick stone pillar was cut off in the middle.

Bai Jue, who has no roots, rarely realizes that his life is in danger, so he obediently shut up.

I can't see what's going on with Bai Jue, and Madara is fighting with him again, how should I spend the rest of the time...

Qianshou Zhujian's eyes lit up!

At this time, you should go to the casino to relax!

Maybe when he comes back at dawn, Madara's mood will be better!

He is also a person who distinguishes between priorities and understands that the purpose of leaving the village is to catch tailed beasts, and he rarely enters casinos along the way.

but……

Today is an exception!

Senshou Bashima carefully restrained his chakra so as not to disturb Madara.He opened the window, turned over and jumped out lightly, as if there was a casino's sensor radar, and ran towards a lively direction.

"..."

Compared to the tossing and turning in Senju Bashirama, Uchiha Madara is much quieter here.The room where the candles were extinguished was dimly lit, and there were shadows of tables and cabinets.The man on the bed fell asleep neatly, breathing evenly, dressed in black as if he was about to blend into the night.

There was a tiny noise outside the window.

The open window swayed slightly, and the cold wind blew in, and then it was carefully closed by a pair of hands.

"What are you doing here?"

The sudden voice from behind made the infiltrator's spine stiff.

It is not difficult to hear the resistance in the other party's words.

"Madara," it was exposed anyway, Senju Hashirama simply turned around, looked at the indifferent figure on the bed, and frankly said what was in his heart, "I don't want to see you unhappy."

"I'm not happy with you here."

Thousands of Hands: "..."

"Go away and don't stand behind me."

Senju Bashima did not leave, but hesitantly stepped forward a few steps, and came to Uchiha Madara.Uchiha Madara turned sideways and opened his eyes.In the darkness, two pairs of identical black eyes stared at each other.

Senshou Zhuma swallowed nervously, stretched out his hand tentatively, and placed it on the other party's naked/exposed skin.

The white wrist protruding from the end of the sleeve is like fresh snow, faintly exuding a trace of human body temperature.

"spot."

Seeing that the other party showed no sign of resistance, he dared to exert force, and squeezed Madara's wrist slightly between his palm and the bed.

Uchiha Madara didn't seem to care about all of this, he raised his eyebrows leisurely and interested, and stared at Senju Bashirama leisurely.

"Madara, I've made up my mind." Senju Bashima's face was slightly disturbed, and his black eyes faintly revealed a light of determination.

"Oh?"

At this time, Senshou Zhujian was already kneeling on the mattress with one leg, and the toe of the other leg was lightly touching the ground.Half of his body took advantage of the situation to bully him, and he attached himself to Uchiha Madara's ear, his moist and hot breath came out with gentle words.

"I promise you."