[Comprehensive] What should I do if Mr. Ban sees me? !

To Uchiha Madara's relief, it was his dear brother who saved him in the end.

Although confused, Uchiha Quanna will not tolerate Senju stepping into his clan.

He drew out the long knife that he had not put down after returning from the mission: "Patriarch Qianshou, please leave."

The kaleidoscope Sharingan flashed.

"Although my brother agreed, we have not formally formed an alliance at this time," he said coldly. "If you want to find brother, please send an envoy to make an appointment first, and then hold a meeting."

After Senju Bashirama left, Quan Nai took back the long sword, restored the previous appearance, and handed the mission scroll to Uchiha Madara: "Brother, I'm back."

Uchiha Madara looked at the task situation and nodded: "Not bad."

"It's fine, Quanna, get some rest early."

Uchiha Quanna leaned close to his ear and asked softly, "Brother, why is Xiao Baitao wearing your clothes?"

Uchiha Madara: "..."

His face was expressionless, "You should go to rest, Quanna."

Quan Na pouted and left.

In fact, Quanna's question happened to be Baitao's too.

——Why is she wearing Mr. Madara's clothes?

In my memory, she was originally reading a book in Master Ban's room, when a female housekeeper suddenly came over and said that she wanted to take her clothes for washing, and the replacement clothes would be delivered later.

Baitao thought about it and thought it was okay, so she gave the clothes to others.

After that, I have no impression...

It seems to be the sequelae.

As everyone knows, Jiaren has already exploded the pot——

"Guess what I saw?!" The female patriarch was so emotional, "I went back and saw that girl was actually wearing the patriarch's clothes!"

Dare to let people take it off?

dare not!

She quickly slipped away.

Here.

Mochizuki Baitao: "I didn't do anything, did I?"

How to put it, I always feel that this progress is terrible...

"Nothing." Uchiha Madara replied.

"Really nothing?"

I always feel that Mr. Madara looks a bit strange...

"No." The man stared at her with deep eyes, hesitated to speak, wanted to ask about the headache, but finally gave up.

Baitao flicked the sleeves that were too long, and went back to the guest room.

"Good night, Mrs. Madara."

***

During the time here, apart from admiring the scenery and reading books, Baitao felt that she was really idle.

As the patriarch and also Uchiha's strongest combat power, Uchiha Madara sometimes goes to the training ground to personally guide the younger generation.

It's good to get personal guidance from the patriarch, but this man's aura is too scary, and he always feels that if he misses, he will die at the hands of the other party.

The former clansmen were inevitably trembling, but after returning this time, they found that the patriarch's aura seemed to have changed...

Although he still looked very proud and indifferent, and he couldn't say a big change, but the cold edges and corners before seemed to have softened a little.

And the patriarch brought them gifts and medicine!

Perhaps, try to get close to the patriarch...is it also possible?

With this kind of thinking, the number of people who came to watch Uchiha Madara's training suddenly increased.

Many of them are young women.

Who doesn't yearn for a strong and handsome man? Before, he could only stay away, but now maybe he has a chance?

"..." Mochizuki Baitao silently glanced left and right.

Around her, almost, is all——

female!

At first they just chatted in low voices: "The patriarch is so powerful", "I couldn't see the action just now...", "Do you think that the patriarch is actually pretty good-looking?"

Then it became a loud cry:

"Come on, patriarch!"

"Patriarch! Patriarch!!!"

The rest of the men on the training ground looked ashamed.

Although the girls are timid and at the same time can't hide their fascination, but compared to those modern fans, they are already considered reserved.

Look, Mr. Madara can turn a blind eye and turn a deaf ear.

I always feel that this scene is somewhat similar...

And it feels a little strange in my heart.

Baitao suppressed the strangeness in her heart, and left the busy training ground without making a sound.

Go back to the house and continue reading.

The patriarch's residence is very quiet, with few people coming and going, except for a few Janin who are in charge of cleaning, walking around from time to time.

Baitao thought for a while, put down the book, and walked to a panting Janin who was carrying a wooden bucket full of clothes: "I'll help you."

Living here for free, and watching people work, I feel a little bit sorry.

"No, no, that's not acceptable," Jiaren quickly refused, "The patriarch said, you are a guest, how could we let you work."

No matter how you look at it, this young lady's temperament doesn't go well with housework!

"It's nothing."

Mochizuki Baitao ignored them.

Several Jiaren looked at each other and had to ask her to help, but they only gave her some easy work.

As the whole day passed, Baitao and the few Jiaren gradually became acquainted.

"This, please put it in the patriarch's room."

Jiaren gave her the folded clothes.

Baitao has privileges and can come and go freely.

They usually don't dare to enter the patriarch's room, and the patriarch himself fetches the clothes.

But isn't the patriarch busy with training today?

Of course Baitao didn't refuse, and went back with her clothes.

Opening the closet, the man's clothes that she had messed up before had been neatly packed, and at a glance, they were all dark blue.

This man is like this, everything is arranged meticulously.

It's just a little too dull.

Mochizuki White Peach thinks about it, if I add a few pieces of flamboyant pink grass green... emmmmm...

Shaking his head.

Forget it, Mr. Madara is fine now.

She squatted in front of the closet, humming a little song while putting the clothes into the closet one by one.

Here, after taking a shower after training, Uchiha Madara, with frizzy long hair, walked back with Quanna.

As before, his room was lit by candlelight.

Uchiha Madara's footsteps stagnated slightly, "Izumi."

"Brother," Quan Nai who was walking beside him was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Uchiha Madara thought for a while, and said slowly: "Tofu skin sushi."

It seems that my brother suddenly wants to eat bean curd sushi.

Although he was puzzled that his elder brother asked him to go to the room to discuss family affairs together, why did he suddenly change his mind now, the little angel Quannai still raised a soft smile: "I will let Jiaren do it!"

Left with a pigtail.

Plan pass√

Successfully sent away my brother!

Uchiha Madara continued to walk into the house.

in the house.

Huh?

what is this?

Mochizuki Baitao held both sides of the cloth with both hands, and unfolded——

Looks like a pair of underwear.

"..." It's okay, what's the big deal about a pair of underwear? !

She has never seen such a big storm!

Baitao snorted and was about to put away her things when the door was suddenly opened——

bang.

bang.

The sickle and round fan in the man's hand fell to the ground.

Uchiha Madara: "..."

Baitao felt a black wind blowing in front of her eyes, and the things in her hands disappeared without a trace in an instant!

The man's face was gloomy, seemingly expressionless, and only he knew the heat on his face.

He said why there were no clothes of his own in the bathroom, and he thought it was Jiaren who brought him back - why did he turn into white peaches?

And why did he even put his underwear in? !

"Master Madara..."

The other party's expression was so terrifying that Baitao felt that he might violently kill someone at any time.She raised her paw and waved it slightly, "It's no big deal."

You are overreacting.

"..." Uchiha Madara said that I don't really want to see you now.

He walked to the door, picked up the sickle and round fan, entered the room, wiped it slowly, and put the weapon back in place. Finally, he sat down at the case table and began to deal with family affairs.

The whole time, without saying a word.

Mochizuki Baitao stared at the man whose back was turned to her, feeling a little amused.

Dare to love Banye, do you feel embarrassed?

She also knew that it was best not to go to the edge of the fried hair at this time to test, so she didn't say anything, and just looked for a book to read.

After a while.

Mochizuki Baitao walked out lightly.

"..." Madara Uchiha put down his pen and rubbed his forehead.

Finally let go of the powerful appearance in front of people, showing a little fatigue.

A little bit tired.

Uchiha's situation was very difficult before. He turned the tide on his own, and affairs piled up. Although it has improved now, it is only the beginning.And there are a lot of things to do with alliances...

Plus a full day at the training ground today.

Those guys in the clan are not strong enough!

and……

Before that, the excessive silence in this room also made him a little concerned.

He picked up the pen and continued to deal with family affairs.

After a while, Mochizuki White Peach returned, accompanied by a scent of tea.

She put the steaming tea next to the document, knelt down beside Uchiha Madara, tilted her head and smiled: "Take a break?"

Uchiha Madara glanced at her.

Picking up the tea and taking a sip, he didn't speak, and his eyes returned to the family affairs.

It seems that he wants to continue to deal with family affairs.

How can you say that the eyes are not bad?

Mochizuki Baitao rolled her eyes and slapped her thigh: "Master Madara!"

What is she trying to do?

"A benefit that no one has ever received, the knee pillow of the mafia leader!" She looked smug.

Because anyone who wanted to get the leader's knee pillow will be cut off by you.Madara Uchiha cursed.

When Baitao said this, she was half joking, wanting the man to relax.Unexpectedly, the other party was silent for a long time, and actually lay down!

Lie on her lap.

Sensing the weight on her thigh, Baitao's heart beat faster.

A head of fried hair spread out on her legs, unexpectedly a little docile.

"You don't have to be brave in front of me." Baitao lowered her head.

From bottom to top, the man stared at her with pitch-black pupils.

Although the little girl carefully brushed all her hair behind her ears, a few strands still fell down and brushed his cheeks, tickling him one by one.

Seemingly knowing that what he said was useless, Uchiha Madara just snorted softly, "You really know everything."

There's just one thing...you don't know.

"..." Baitao feels that this kind of atmosphere is a bit uncomfortable, and it's a bit beyond their original relationship.

Shouldn't you have said that just now?

Unexpectedly, the arrogant Uchiha actually lay down on it.

Seeing the other party's rare relaxed appearance, she also felt a little worried and couldn't bear to let the other party get away.

Although it is good to comfort myself and get used to it, Baitao feels that it is still necessary to say a few words to speed up this habit.

"I don't know what you are like? I have already said hello to your underwear..."

Uchiha Madara gave her a warning look.

Baitao laughed dryly.

She didn't speak anymore, Master Ban naturally didn't say anything, turned his head to one side, closed his eyes, and took a nap.

In the quiet atmosphere, Mochizuki Baitao played with the other's upturned hair with one hand, recalled the scene during the day, and said casually: "You are quite popular with girls."

Just when she thought the other party was ignoring her, the man closed his eyes and meditated, and after a long time, the voice came.

"I just want to be welcomed by you."

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★Thanks to "Yueyun from Linzi's family" baby mine.