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

Ninjas are physically stronger than ordinary people.

Uchiha Madara, who is the strongest ninja, has personally proved this to Mochizuki White Peach.

Whether it is the tight muscles with powerful strength dormant, or the line changes with the movements, it is hard to put it down.

The fried hair is a bit hard and prickly on the skin.

Obviously, I felt okay when I touched it with my hands and rubbed my face, but sometimes when it touches other skins, it is still a bit terrible.

But the worst part is the sound.

Uchiha Madara's voice range is already deep and magnetic, and the suppressed low panting sound falls on the ears, which is wet and hot, like a handful of warm sand in his mouth, which is extraordinarily sexy.

Such a man, at the beginning, treated her as if he was treating some delicate and fragile porcelain, or a soft and pitiful little animal that needed petting.

Extremely gentle and restrained.

This made Mochizuki Baitao a little dissatisfied.

She doesn't feel that she is that weak now.

Although the man's original intention was to cherish her.

As a result, various acts of death occurred, and finally...

Mochizuki Baitao: Never expected!Never imagined!

The mafia leader who always took advantage of it ignored that sometimes, she really couldn't take advantage of it.

Try and die.

"slower……"

"Slow down..."

"Well, it can be a little faster."

"No, no, slow down!"

Uchiha Madara: "..."

Can you please understand his feelings a little bit?

After Baitao made repeated demands on purpose, he pressed down with an irresistible air.

"No," the voice in my ear was hoarse, "I can't help it."

Mochizuki Baitao: Oh, the skin has turned over.

then……

Things get lost, out of control QAQ.

She didn't have the energy to care about what happened after that...

"..."

Mochizuki Baitao lazily played with the gloves, thinking, a bit regretful of course why he didn't record Madara's breathing.

Simply sexy!

But don't worry, there will be opportunities in the future.

The man next to him opened his eyes.

Uchiha Madara's work and rest has always been regular, and he gets up very early every day to practice.It seemed that it was the same today, the physical exertion of the previous night seemed insignificant to him.

Mochizuki Baitao entangled her, played lazily for a while, pinched the man's slender waist, moved her fingertips, and when they touched a peach blossom tattooed on his chest, she paused, "This is..."

Huh?

Why didn't she find out last night?

Maybe it's too dark, plus...well...

Uchiha Madara didn't speak.

Mochizuki Baitao probably understood, and her heart was filled with strange warmth and satisfaction.

only--

People in our world really don't love whoever they want to tattoo on their chests!

"I'm going to practice."

Uchiha Madara reminded lightly, with an imperceptible sense of satiety.

Baitao ignored him.

"Give me the gloves," he said again.

I don't know why this guy didn't let him take the gloves last night, it's so troublesome.

When and who took it down in the end... I don't know.

It's also possible that no one thought of picking it up, anyway, just landing on the ground...

Mochizuki Baitao still ignored him, stuffed the crumpled glove under the pillow, and continued to wrap it around, stroking the peach blossom with her fingertips.

Uchiha Madara's eyes darkened.

After a while, he threatened in a low voice, "Don't move if you don't want to come again."

"..." Mochizuki Baitao immediately stopped moving.

Well, you've learned well.

Uchiha Madara raised an eyebrow.

After staying with her for a while, it was almost time before he got fully dressed and prepared to go to the training ground with a sickle and round fan.

At this moment, it seemed that this man had completely returned to his usual indifferent and arrogant appearance.

"Are you still going to the training ground at this time?"

Mochizuki Baitao was wrapped in a snow-white bathrobe, sitting on the edge of the bed, dangling her legs and looking at him.

Ok?

Is there anything different about this time than usual?

Uchiha Madara probably thought about it, and there are no other arrangements in the village today.

"Be careful when you go to the Mafia." He told in a soft voice.

Mochizuki Baitao pouted, "My back hurts."

"Last night was a pain in the ass," she continued.

Uchiha Madara was stunned for a moment, and said stiffly: "I asked Zhujian to prescribe some medicine for you?"

"..." Mochizuki Baitao dead fish eyes, "You even want to tell him this kind of thing?"

between columns.between columns.between columns.

Three sentences a day never leave the column!

Those who didn't know thought he was your real lover!

"You were too ungentle last night." Baitao complained.

"..." Uchiha Madara raised his eyebrows, annoyed and funny, "Obviously you asked for it."

Mochizuki Baitao choked, and turned her head angrily, expressing that she didn't want to talk to him.

Uchiha Madara coughed lightly, thought for a while, and walked to the bed, "How is it now?"

Mochizuki Baitao wrapped his arms around his waist, "What do you think?"

"..."

Uchiha Madara wanted to care, but he really didn't know how to say it. In fact, his personal practice in this area was zero, and this was his first time on the battlefield.

In the end, he could only touch the hairy head, "Take a good rest. If you have something to do, come to the training ground to find me."

***

Senjujuma once went to an amusement park in the modern world, and influenced by that experience, he also wanted to build a similar playground in Ninja World for children to have fun.

It's a pity that he hasn't had time to put forward his idea. After Kyuubi, Konoha's second disaster strikes——

Afraid of the booming Konoha, ninjas who have not yet joined formed an alliance to declare war on Konoha!

Although the final situation in the ninja world is that the five major countries will build villages in unison.But now, as a brand new concept, Ninja Village is an alliance between Senju and Uchiha in the eyes of other races.

Such an alliance is a self-evident threat to them!

The envoy sent by Qianshou Zhujian to the peace talks was directly killed, and the other party directly declared war.

conference room.

Qianshou Zhujian frowned, his face solemn.

Want to fight?

The elders of the main battle demanded to fight.But there are also some people who believe that Konoha has just been established at this time, and it should not waste its combat power.What's more, only a few ninjas in the ninja world joined Konoha this time, and the opponent... almost all the remaining ninjas!

The intensity of the battle is unprecedented!

In the end, the result of the meeting was to face off.

"I see," Senju Hashirama said seriously, "I will lead the team, Madara, I will trouble you during this time..."

"No," Uchiha Madara said lightly, "I'll go. You stay in Konoha Hashirama."

Everyone has different expressions.

Even Madara... might not be able to retreat completely.

It's better for him to go too.

Senju Zhuma frowned, and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Uchiha Madara: "Now Konoha needs you."

Senshou Zhujian and the man with black pupils looked at each other.

"I'm just teaching them a lesson, Hashirama."

The purple eyes of reincarnation emerged.

"Let them know how powerful Konoha is. Only in awe will they not dare to attack. Otherwise, Konoha will only be threatened like this again and again."

Uchiha Madara turned around and walked out of the conference room.

"Don't worry, those who are willing to join Konoha, I will stay."

After that, Uchiha Madara went to the altar to take Kyuubi, and led a team composed of Senju and Uchiha to fight.

After he left, Mochizuki Baitao, who had returned from the mafia, learned the news.

In the past few days, Konoha has been in an atmosphere of stagnation and anxiety, as if a leaden gray cloud weighed on everyone's hearts.

Everyone knows what this battle means to Konoha.

"Can the Uchiha patriarch win? Or...will he really fight well?"

"What are you talking about? I believe that Chief Uchiha is willing to fight for Konoha! He personally took over this mission and handed over the village to Chief Senshou!"

"Although Uchiha Madara is strong, the enemy is also..."

The trend of public opinion in the village is also different.But fortunately, since the exposure of Heijue's conspiracy and getting along with each other for a long time, more people are willing to stand on Uchiha Madara's side.

Among them, the most worrying one is Qianju Bashirama.

Every day, I was waiting for the quick report from the battlefield to come back, and after finishing the village affairs, I could see this man running to sit on top of Yingyan's head, gazing into the distance.

"..."

Mochizuki Baitao feels that this person is more like a husband-wife stone than herself.

"Mr. Hashirama is still worried about Madara?"

Qianshou Zhujian turned to look at her, "Where's Baitao, aren't you worried?"

"Well, it's not that I'm not worried," Baitao smiled slightly, "It's just that I don't think Yiban's strength is a problem."

Qianshou Zhujian stared at him for a moment, then smiled, "Baitao, you are really a very powerful person... I don't know why, just saying that makes you feel at ease."

Not just this war.

The same thing happened before, saving Quanna, changing Madara, and discovering Heijue's conspiracy... He found that as long as he had this girl by his side, Madara's road ahead would be bright.

Unlike before, light and dark alternate.

"Mr. Hashirama takes me as a reassurance?"

"Ahahahaha..."

A week later, the good news came.

The battle is won.

The Konoha crowd cheered.

Mochizuki Baitao stood at the entrance of the village together with Senju Hashirama, Senju Tomona, and Uchiha Izuna, waiting for the team returning from the battle.

Uchiha Madara led the team and walked on the road back to the village with the smell of blood that had not yet faded.In the distance, one can see a small black dot, but when one gets closer, one can recognize it, there is Baitao, and his dear brother.

Qianshouzhujian:? ? ?And me?

Qianshou Feijian: Brother, don't even think about it.

When there was still some distance away, a figure suddenly ran towards him, with long hair flying along with him, like a cheerful bird, pounced on him——

Uchiha Madara quickly caught it.

Hey, I smell so bad of blood right now... just want to go back to the shower...

But the other party was like an octopus, sticking to him with hands and feet.

Whispers could not stop coming from around.

Uchiha Madara glanced away.Behind him is the fighting team, and in front are the villagers, forming an encirclement circle, and he and Baitao stand in the center.

It can be said that, in full view...

He's really kind of...

But the little girl didn't care, she still hugged him, and kissed him on the cheek, "Welcome home~"

"It's hard work."

Uchiha Madara hesitated for a moment, then reached out and hugged her back, and said softly, "Yes."

"I am back."

The expressions of the onlookers quickly became subtle.

Villager A: What are you looking at, the Uchiha patriarch, do you dare to look at it?

Villager B: Tsk, aren't you watching too!

Villager C: I found that the Uchiha patriarch is actually not that scary...

Villager D: Was he embarrassed just now?

Uchiha Madara: "..."

Your voice is written on your face!

He was about to leave with a cold face, when Mochizuki Baitao suddenly bit his earlobe, and the words with unknown meaning slipped across: "What were you thinking when you hesitated just now?"