Senju Hashima is in a panic every day [Comprehensive]

From Madara's point of view, that passage from Hashirama is——

'I don't want to let you (lover) get hurt again', 'Madara, let us join hands (combine) and move forward together (the journey of life), everything in this world will not be an obstacle (obstacles from the parents' family are no longer Problems), from now on, no matter what you think, you can talk to me (I will listen to whatever you say), believe me, I will be able to solve any problem (I am willing to change whatever you say)'.

Hashirama is even willing to die for him, if this is not love, then what is love?

"I promise you."

There seemed to be shattered starlight in Madara's eyes, and there was nothing to hesitate about. Although he had only been together for a few months, Madara knew that Hashirama was a little dull, so he took the initiative to provoke the opponent's chin, and looked at the silly watermelon head. go together.

Hashirama: "??" Something feels wrong? ?

Madara got closer and closer, and Hashirama's upper body couldn't help leaning back. This movement pulled the wound, and Hashirama snorted tearfully.

"It hurts?" Madara stopped her movements, and then Watermelon head frowned because of the pain, and complained a little distressed, "Who told you to pounce on me at that time, even if I resisted head-on, I would have no problem!"

Hashirama looked at his white and tender skin, and his thin figure. It is clear that Uchiha is also a powerful ninja family, but he always gave Hashirama a feeling that he needs to be taken care of in the palm of his hand. He unconsciously brushed his favor: " I don't want to see you hurt."

Hearing this, the corners of Madara's mouth couldn't help but go up, and it took a while to press it down. He approached Hashirama and turned his body slightly so that the other person could lean on his left chest. Hashirama didn't struggle at all, and followed Madara means to be manipulated.

Madara was so gentle at this time, and Hashirama had such an inexplicable thought in his heart. If Madara knew that Hashirama used gentleness to describe himself, he would definitely beat him up, and let Hashirama understand what is meant by "gentleness". This idiot Senjujuma would use weak words like tenderness to describe him.

The tip of the nose suddenly caught a hint of bloody smell, and Hashirama's eyes were fixed, and he moved away from Madara's sharp chin, and turned to lie on Madara's chest, lowering his head and sniffing gently.

There is still a time when this dumb watermelon is so active?Thinking of the kiss that was interrupted just now, Madara felt itchy in her heart, and combed Hashirama's hair absently, why not continue...

But what happened next told Madara that he had guessed wrong. Madara used force to prevent Hashirama from protruding toward his right chest. He moved the corner of his mouth and said, "I got a little injury in training before, it's okay." Don't worry, the rabbit is going to be cold, you can eat it quickly."

Hashirama raised his head to observe Madara's expression. The latter's face was calm, but his eyebrows raised a little impatiently, and he smiled unintentionally: "So that's the case, no wonder I smell blood, let's eat rabbits, I It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten and I’m almost starved to death, this smell woke me up just now…”

Uchiha Madara breathed a sigh of relief, he used herbs to seal the smell, and the ninja dog couldn't smell the bloody smell, but this guy could still smell it. Should he say that he is Senjuzhuma, even a dog can't compare ==

But now that the body temperatures of the two are blending together, Madara looked down at Hashirama's supple appearance. He couldn't be in a better mood, and he didn't want to say something bad. He tore up the rabbit he had baked and handed it to Hashirama's mouth. Bian: "Eat it, it's not hot anymore."

Senju Hashirama's brows twitched at such a response, "Madara, my hand is actually fine..."

"Shut up," Madara's voice softened, "Don't spoil the fun, eat it."

It was just a piece of rabbit meat, even if Madara fed him poison and medicine, Senju Zhuma would swallow it without hesitation, so he slowly turned his head to eat that piece of meat.

Seeing that he was so obedient, Madara's expression became softer, but she didn't expect Senju Hashirama to press her right chest suddenly, Madara couldn't help letting out a muffled groan, and the smell of blood in the air became more obvious.

Chakra in Hashirama felt Madara's wound, which was a sword wound running through his body. The wound has not healed, and there are even signs of continuous bleeding. Just like this, Madara still lied to him that he was a small hole, "You lied to me again."

There was a sigh in his words, as if he was recalling something from a long time ago, recalling another person.

who's that person?Uchiha Madara frowned, slapped Hashirama's palm off, and said displeasedly: "When have I lied to you before, don't confuse other people's affairs with me, obviously you are more cunning than me, a watermelon spirit!"

Was Hashirama playing stupid? He began to enumerate the evil deeds that the other party had deceived him: "You tricked me into going to the river to pee, and told me to turn my back on you, otherwise you wouldn't be able to pee, but I turned around You threw me into the river, and you lied to me that you did not cross the river once, and you told me that the meatballs are salty, but after I ate them, I found that they were sweet. It's going to kill me..."

Madara Uchiha, who suffered a series of slaps in the face: "...you shut up, the sweet taste is the best! The salty meatballs are all different!!"

Hashirama shrank his body and didn't dare to refute, but he didn't care in his heart. He said that salty mouth is still the most delicious in the world, but he didn't realize that his behavior was like a husband with a fierce wife. The few chakras in the body began to heal the chest injury for the spots.

Madara noticed Hashirama's behavior at once, and he held onto Hashirama's hand tightly, "What are you doing?"

The force on the wrist was so strong that Hashirama felt pain, he replied inexplicably: "Heal you, Madara let go of my hand, it's very uncomfortable."

Madara's hands tightened tightly, but Hashirama's words of discomfort echoed in his mind, he snorted bitterly, and then let go of Hashirama's hand, "I said don't worry about this injury, stop your treatment , don't force me to throw you out."

"..." Hashirama knew that since Madara had said that, he would definitely do it. His face was full of blood when he heard it. He was treating Madara, not stabbing him with a sword. What the hell is Madara doing awkwardly? What?How will such a character survive in the future?

After a while, Hashirama was grabbed by the collar and lifted up. He blinked and remembered that Madara seemed to be a little shorter than him. How did he do this? It's amazing...

Hashirama glanced down secretly, and then found a Uchiha Madara standing on tiptoe, he made a sound like a wave~~

Madara: "..." Fuck, I really want to kill this person, but if he can't, he has to hold back, the watermelon head is completely crippled...

Senju Hashimama was not afraid of death to challenge Madara's limit, and touched the top of Madara's hair with his hand: "Mara, I just discovered that you have two whirlpools."

Madara--, forget this person or die.

The author has something to say:

Thank you for the gentle mines, and the nutrient solution that cats love to eat raw fish pie, I will show you my heart (づ￣3￣)づ

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