after marrying a man with a fur collar

Madara Uchiha sat cross-legged in the middle of the Japanese room, quietly looking at the red armor hanging on the wall, the light cast from the window reflected mottled shadows, he frowned in thought, his scarlet eyes were hidden under the fine shadows , appearing obscure.

"Clatter." There was a sound from the wooden door.Quan Nai, who was kneeling in the corridor, moved away the wooden door of the Japanese room, and said respectfully: "Master Patriarch, the time has come."

Today is Konoha's annual important meeting, and he habitually calls his elder brother "Master Patriarch" on grand and formal occasions.

Madara didn't reply him quickly.Since noon, he has kept this posture motionless until now, the iconic eyes of the Uchiha clan glowing dark red in the dark, and Madara's expression is a little cold, making it hard to figure out.

Even Quanna couldn't see his emotions, but only vaguely felt that a little spot seemed to be a little impetuous, so he had to use this state similar to "entering trance" to calm his mood.

After a long time, Madara closed his eyes and opened them again. The magnificent red in his eyes turned back to silent black. He exhaled slowly and stood up on his knees.At this time, Quanna picked up his coat at the right time and put it on Madara's broad back. Madara said "Thank you" in a deep voice, and walked into the darkness with the coat on.

Uchiha Izuna looked at his elder brother's silent back, and actually vaguely guessed what his elder brother was thinking.

From the past few days, Uchiha Madara has often looked at someone's back in a daze.The last time I came back home, I was also in a daze. I don't know what the two of them talked about. In short... the result was not very good.

He sighed deeply.

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At the meeting that started at [-] o'clock in the evening, Uchiha Madara arrived early according to his own temperament, but he didn't expect someone to sit at the end of the long table, buried in the layers of documents, and after realizing that someone had entered, Raising his head as if feeling something, a pair of eyes as black as ink met Uchiha Madara's.

She looked even more haggard, working overtime all night made those originally clear and lively eyes full of exhaustion... Suddenly realizing that the two of them had looked at each other for a long time, Qian Liu was stunned, then nodded to him, Madara's heart skipped a beat, she involuntarily looked away, and turned her head in embarrassment, as if her gaze had been burned, she quickly turned away.

An inexplicable atmosphere of embarrassment permeated, as if feeling Uchiha Madara's alienation, Chiryu smiled, not caring about his rudeness, just smiled, and continued with the work at hand.Uchiha Madara pursed his lower lip, walked to the other end of the conference table with long legs, sat down straight, and looked at Qianliu from a distance. At this time, there were only the two of them in the empty conference room, and only the two of them were left in the air. The "rustling" sound of the pen in Qianliu's hand on the paper.

After a while, Madara's gaze came to Qianliu again uncontrollably. When he found that the other party didn't pay attention to him, he felt a sense of irritability inexplicably. Gloved hands, fingers tapped irregularly on the table.

Today, the patriarchs of the major ninja tribes in Konoha gathered here to discuss and solve the problems that have arisen among the various tribes in recent days and to report on the future planning. Because the previous link sometimes has too big a problem, everyone has a few arguments There may not be an answer in an hour, so this kind of meeting often needs to be held until the next night, which is affectionately called "cross-night meeting" by some people.

It seems to have become a customary rule to hold meetings at night when the lights are on.When it was about to start, people began to come to the meeting room in twos and threes. When it was almost time, Qianliu ordered the secretaries to remove all the documents from the table, and then took the lead in announcing the opening of the Ninja Conference.

As usual, its content is complicated and lengthy, and this time is no exception. Just the verbal battle between clans lasted until late at night. In the end, everyone was exhausted. Two rounds of debate.The exhausted patriarchs in the conference room gradually left, only Uchiha Madara has maintained a posture from the beginning to the present, and has not moved.

In the end, there were only two people left in the huge space—of course, this was only what it seemed on the surface.

Staring at the materials handed in by various ethnic groups, Qianliu, who was thinking blankly, suddenly found a big hand with distinct bones in front of him, and his fingers in black half-fingered gloves were slightly curled up and tapped on the table.Intrigued, she raised her head, just in time to see Uchiha Madara's face that cast a shadow and became more angular.

"I have something to tell you." Madara pursed her lips subconsciously.

"Let's talk here if you have anything to say." Qianliu subconsciously put on a posture belonging to Hokage - she crossed her hands on her chest, her brows were slightly frowned, but that face was not easy to make people feel serious.

"Remove your people." Uchiha Madara said concisely.He knew that Anbu was often guarded by Hokage's side, and he didn't want the third person to hear their conversation.

Qianliu looked back at him with some doubts, and Madara stared straight at him.In the end, Qianliu was still defeated. With a wave of one hand, there was no sound around, but Madara knew that those people had temporarily hidden elsewhere, and the entire meeting room became an absolutely closed space.

He was silent for a while, as if he was thinking or hesitating. After a while, a deep male voice sounded: "I made it very clear last time. I... want to ask your answer."

Qian Liu was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red, obviously recalling what happened before.

Uchiha Madara looked down at her, and his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily.The peach blossom-faced woman lowered her head, and from his angle, she could just see the fair nape of the neck with fluffy hair, and there seemed to be a special fragrance that belonged to girls—he suddenly realized that the distance between the two was too close , almost intersecting her neck, as long as I stretch out my hand, my palm can easily wrap around her slender neck.

More than once, he wanted to reach out his hand, but at the last moment, he would wake up as if he had completely woken up from a nightmare, and he would come back to his senses.

After a brief moment of embarrassment, Qian Liu came back to his senses, adjusted his facial expression, and replied calmly: "Before... I should have made it very clear, we can't... What are you doing?"

Uchiha Madara's big hand with well-defined joints was placed on her slender and fair neck. The big hand with thick calluses unique to ninjas formed a sharp contrast with it. It seemed that Qianliu's neck could be easily broken with a light grip.But Uchiha Madara didn't do that. He gently stroked the skin of Qianliu's neck with his fingers, causing a layer of goosebumps to form on the other side.

Finally, Uchiha Madara's behavior made Qianliu feel a little displeased. She frowned and moved away a little. After escaping from Madara's control, she stared at him vigilantly and dissatisfied, but Madara felt that those round eyes were staring at him. When it comes to others, there is no murderous intent at all, and those who blindly follow the name of Hokage will think that Qianliu is a sinister person with deep scheming and ruthless means.

Madara felt that he was probably crazy, no matter how cruel words came from Qianliu's mouth, the fire in his heart was still unable to be extinguished. I can't help but lean up and bite...

And he did.

Uchiha Madara's hand that was originally placed on Qianliu's neck suddenly turned to her chin. He pinched that small chin, lowered his head, exerted a little force on his hand, and engulfed the other's cherry lips... Then Rolling and rolling.

Everything happened so fast that Qianliu didn't even have time to react. Before she could react, Madara had already grabbed her wrist and pressed it firmly against the wall behind her, covering her tall body completely. , firmly imprisoning her in the narrow space formed by her body and the wall.

Qianliu tried to break free from his confinement, but unfortunately, except for speed, in terms of strength and other aspects, she was inherently deficient, and she was completely no match for Uchiha Madara.

Even though the two were touching each other with their lips and tongues in the most intimate position, they both kept their eyes open and stared at each other closely.

Uchiha's obsession with what he loves is almost crazy-when Qianliu looked directly at Uchiha Madara's eyes, he saw the fiery emotions in his eyes when they were about to burn. At that time, he began to realize that Uchiha Madara Affection for oneself is a possessive love.

Uchiha Madara regarded her as his own, so he became aggressive all over.

"Hmm..." Madara let go of her and covered her mouth at the same time, bright red blood meandering down from the corner of her lips.Madara narrowed his eyes, a dangerous light appeared in them.He lowered his eyes and stared at Qianliu's small mouth, which boldly bit the corner of his lip just now.

"Clan Chief Uchiha...please respect yourself." Qianliu bit her lower lip and said coldly.

The callused fingertips slowly brushed the corners of the lips, and the man's beautiful thin lips were smeared with an inch of color. People from the Uchiha family are naturally good-looking. If you ignore the heroic spirit in Uchiha Madara's eyebrows and eyes, the The face is probably not even half as good as the number one oiran in the world.

Sensing the real danger, Qianliu subconsciously tightened her body in a defensive posture, her eyes became a little indifferent, but she didn't know, she even brought Uchiha Madara's eyes to her without even noticing To shake.

She is not a rock that can't be turned upside down, she can naturally understand the emotions revealed in Uchiha Madara's eyes...or it's not normal if she can't see it.

But the faint wavering in his heart had actually affected Qian Liu's heart to the greatest extent.She thought that her heart was dead, her bones turned into ashes and disappeared in the dust of time, so she had to admit that when Uchiha Madara kissed her lips with a slightly domineering attitude, there was still a certain amount of emotion in her reaction. Excitement, heartbeat, but no love.

...Deep in her heart, there was always resistance to his kiss.

It's just that this series of subtle reactions was quickly suppressed by Qianliu herself, and she calmed down, trying to regain her sanity.

"It's nice to say, but why do you have this expression, it's almost like... begging me not to go." Uchiha Madara narrowed his eyes, how shrewd he is, even if he is just from Chien From the expression that Liu inadvertently reveals, one can detect the wavering in her heart.Just realizing this, he was overjoyed, and his dark eyes, which had been silent for a long time, burst out with an overly bright look.

Qian Liu choked, quickly looked away, turned his head away, and stopped looking at him.As long as Madara still has feelings for her, she won't give up so easily.She had been avoiding this question before, but now she has nowhere to escape.

"Come on!" She shouted, and in an instant, familiar black shadows appeared around her. It was Anbu, the guard directly under Hokage.Qianliu didn't care whether the current scene was suitable for people to see, and directly ordered Anbu, "Help me send the Uchiha clan leader out."

The conscientious Anbu members didn't care whether the patriarch of the Uchiha clan was too ambiguous about Hokage-sama's actions, but just calmly stepped forward to make a gesture of "please" to Uchiha Madara, then paused, waiting for Madara's reaction .

Uchiha Madara slowly let go of the hand that clamped her chin, showing a slightly dissatisfied look, finally prying a little bit of the gap between himself and Qianliu, he is not ready to give up at the last moment.

He stretched out his hand and pinched the tip of Qianliu's nose, then he leaned down and whispered "wait for me" in everyone's shocked eyes, then turned and left without the slightest nostalgia.