I want to be itachi's bride every day

"Develop the population and encourage trade. Only when the untouchables at the bottom are in good health can I create endless wealth, understand?" Hinata's tone was as indifferent and disgusting as if he mentioned the worms on the vegetable leaves; Even if you try your best to show your friendly side, don't hold me back, okay?"

"Yes!" The subordinate didn't even dare to raise his head.

Hinata sighed and got up to leave, and casually sent a message to Ning Ci to replace the person in charge, and when she left the door, she was another gentle and gentle girl.

She looked up at the sky, and her eyes flicked to the crow in the tree.

Her expression didn't change, but there was an almost uncontrollable sense of tyranny in her heart.

Uchiha Itachi found out.The man was too sensitive, and he discovered something she didn't want the other person to know.Why do we have to get to the bottom of it, just pretend not to know...

Why do you have to explore her hidden secrets?

This world is too dangerous and dirty, and there are too many sins surrounding her god, wanting to pull the other party off the throne, wanting to stain the throne of the god, the robe of the god.

Mr. Itachi is too beautiful, too perfect, and too obsessed with her, giving her a fragmented and inexplicable sense of mission.It seems that he was born to be a king, and she is the king's knight, the king's guardian, and the king's servant.I want to protect each other in this dangerous world, I want to be a martyr who protects a weak king who should not even have a trace of dust on his feet.

I want to convey this feeling.

In this way, she can monopolize her god.

How to hide such an urgent desire is difficult, but she never tires of it.

At the gate of the city, the boy's figure was elongated by the setting sun, and the hazy light shone on him, as if his whole body was glowing.

"I've been waiting for a long time, Mr. Itachi." Hinata trotted over, raising her head with a bright smile; "Let's go."

Itachi's eyes were deep, he looked at Hinata's white eyes, but he didn't ask anything after all; "Let's go, Hinata."

Hinata's smile was more sincere, and she followed Itachi like a small animal.

The wind blew up the broken hair on Hinata's forehead, bringing a hint of winter chill. Itachi stretched out his hand to untie the robe on his body, and put it on for Hinata, watching the girl in front of her blushing; "Don't catch a cold."

"Thank you, Mr. Itachi." He looked at the limp girl, but still couldn't imagine her cold and cruel side.

He has long heard that the femme fatale who is a daimyo running dog was given the title of Mrs. Moon Palace, Hinata Hinata.Like a greedy snake, he enslaves and fools the people, kills Zhongliang, and steals the wealth of the country. As an intelligence department, he has heard more or less of such rumors.

He knew that these were not groundless, but he still didn't want to believe them.

I don't want to believe that girl actually chose such a road stained with blood and sin.Perhaps fortunately, even though she collected money, she did indeed improve the lives of the people at the bottom. He just regretted that the other party's ingenuity should not be used in such a place.

She can obviously do more.

However, what made him feel even more painful was that he actually felt that if it was Hinata, even if he did something wrong, he would still be willing to protect her.

With that girl, his bottom line retreated again and again.

Perhaps this is the price he should pay, after all, in that life, in the life where she accompanied him to the end of his life, he had been asking for it and never giving it.

Maybe this is the warmth he should return back.

Even if the child is flawed in one way or another, there is still someone who loves her.

He originally wanted to get Hinata back on the right path, but when he actually implemented it, he was timid. Does he really have the qualifications?Did he really not make the self-righteous mistake again?Does he think that the right way is really the right way?Can't she walk the way she wants to go?

After all, if you love someone, you love the whole of her, and love her for what she is.Even if the truth hidden under the mask is not so beautiful, even ugly.

He is also willing to embrace the real Hinata.

In a cave, a pair of lovers embrace each other and sleep, but they have different dreams in the same bed, and each has their own thoughts.

The No.40 day of becoming Itachi's bride

Successfully obtained the information, and when he returned, Itachi unexpectedly chose a hot spring club to rest. Although Hinata was a little surprised, he was happy to enjoy it and did not raise any objections.

Then she saw Tsunade Hime and Sakura in the hot spring, and Jiraiya and Naruto who were peeping at the women's bathhouse.

It was a brutal beating, Hinata put on her yukata while holding her chin with relish, watching Jiraiya and Naruto's dog heads being hammered by Tsunade and Sakura respectively, evoking a schadenfreude smile.

Itachi stood with the crowd, and saw the girl with blue-purple hair at a glance. The close-fitting bathrobe showed the girl's youthful but exquisite curves to the fullest, and her white eyes were only slightly smiling. , when he turned around to see himself, he burst out with great joy and enthusiasm.

How can I describe those eyes?

Probably hiding the sea of ​​stars, such bright eyes that shone with the light of pure happiness and joy.

"Mr. Itachi." The girl approached, her smooth and white legs looming through the gap at the hem of the bathrobe, bringing the citrus fragrance of the shower gel as she walked.

Itachi's attention was unconsciously distracted, and he came back to his senses when he heard the voice. He took a dry towel and picked up the dripping hair of the other party. Seeing Hinata's bewildered expression, he suddenly rubbed his hands.

Hinata's disheveled hair was rubbed and her face was dazed.

Itachi pulled her back to sit in front of the mirror in the room, and Itachi held up the hair dryer to try to dry her half-dry hair, and while blowing, she involuntarily used fire chakra.

The soft hair slipped between the fingers, taking away the steaming water vapor.Itachi lowered his head, and suddenly gently pinched Hinata's earlobe with his fingertips. When his fingers left, a pair of golden crescent-shaped earrings fell gently.

"It's so beautiful." Itachi whispered softly.

"I like it so much, I will cherish it." Hinata smiled; "Thank you, Mr. Itachi."

"I'm not talking about earrings." Itachi reached out and pinned Hinata's dangling hair behind her ears, looked into the other's eyes from the mirror, and smiled; "It's just a pair of accessories, compared with the real treasure, it really looks like a shame Pale."

Hinata's cheeks were flushed because of the sudden love words, she reached out and pressed her heart, forcing her sudden heartbeat to quiet down, raised her head, even her voice was trembling slightly, but she mustered all the courage in her body.

There was light in the girl's eyes; "Mr. Itachi is my treasure." She said, her face softened under the light and shadow of the lamp; "There is only one kind of true heroism in the world, and that is after seeing the truth of life clearly. I still love it. I love this world because of Mr. Itachi." She pressed her cheek against the other's palm, her slightly closed eyes were moist with watery light; "You are my hero, Mr. Itachi."

Itachi's palm touched the girl's soft and delicate cheek.

He knew he was not, he was not as good as the other party imagined, he was once arrogant, conceited, and then he wanted to die.It was precisely because he met the woman in front of him that the rest of his life was born towards death.

So Itachi lowered his head and hugged the girl in front of him.

The early spring wind blowing from the river outside the window, and her in front of him constitute the beauty in his eyes at this moment.

The girl closed her eyes slightly, because she was afraid that there would be love in her opened eyes.

Hinata quietly sat up, reached out and tugged at the collar that had slipped off her shoulders, and by the moonlight she could see the faces of the people around her clearly, the overly delicate side faces, and the tightly frowned eyebrows even in deep sleep.

As if she had been bewitched, she reached out to stroke the other's forehead, trying to flatten it.

The man's overly long eyelashes trembled, like a startled butterfly, fragile and fatally attractive.

Her sweetheart should be the center of the world and be loved by the whole world, but it's not like this. From the eyes of that man, she sees not only tenderness, but also pain, guilt and fragility.

A vulnerability that may not even be discovered by himself.

It shouldn't be like this, she was angry because of her incompetence, as angry as she was in her heart, she was calm on the surface, she looked out the window, stared at the crow outside the window for a few seconds and then looked away.

Admiration gave her a special ability, which was insight into her sweetheart. Obviously he just frowned subconsciously, so she thought about it many times in her heart, and then saw through the pain hidden under the almost perfect mask.

She was in pain because she couldn't figure out the reason for Itachi's pain.

He once told her that if it cannot be avoided, it must be endured.It is a sign of weakness and stupidity not to be able to bear what is meant to be endured in life.

She agrees, but when she thinks that Mr. Itachi is also enduring something unbearable for some unknown reason, she feels uncontrollable anger.

Mr. Itachi is not allowed.

Her voice was very soft, like catkins floating in the wind; "I, I want to entrust Mr. Itachi with a task." She lay back again, her blue-purple hair spread out on the pillow; "Your task is to cherish yourself life, and cherish it even more than before." She groped to find the other's finger; "It's an appointment."

The girl smiled slightly and gradually fell asleep.

Inada Hime graduated from Ninja School and became a student of Obito.

Obito is surrounded by himself every day