after marrying a man with a fur collar

The next day, the sun was high, and Hashirama was sitting at his desk, rarely seriously flipping through the documents, affixing the official seal or signing for review.The little brother Qianshou who delivered the documents knocked on the door, and only after Zhu Jian said "Come in" without looking up did he step in.After the little brother Qianshou put down the document, his eyeballs rolled around a few times vaguely, but he didn't see the familiar figure before, so he couldn't help but tease: "It's really strange...the man who is married before the Lord Feijian comes, even if he is If you are a workaholic, will you be more family-friendly?"

Hashirama poked his head out from a pile of official documents, his eyes were deeply bruised, and he looked quite decadent, but he still smiled kindly: "I'm waiting for him too... However, he was too tired yesterday. Most of it is handled by Tokaima himself, plus he has to take care of his wife at night..." Zhujian hesitated to speak, and the two of them looked at each other, the two men who had been married for many years and their children were half-old With a smile, they raised their eyebrows tacitly and showed a slightly obscene smile—everything is self-evident.

"However, Master Feijian is really blessed. I saw that Qianjiang Jijun was very beautiful yesterday." The little brother kept saying "Congratulations", wishing the newlyweds from the bottom of his heart.Zhu Jian was naturally cheerful, and the elder brother was the happiest when his younger brother got married.

"However, I really hope that Toikama will come back soon." Master Hashirama lowered his eyelids halfway, the fatigue in his eyes could hardly be concealed, dealing with official documents was more tiring than he imagined, woohoo, Toikama should come back soon!

. . .

"Ah-choo!" There was a sneeze between the doors.

In the faint morning light, Fei Jian slowly opened his eyes. When his consciousness just woke up, his pair of fiery red eyes still had a hazy sense of haze, but the moment he regained consciousness, those red eyes suddenly changed Gotta sharpen up.

After staring at the somewhat strange ceiling for a while, his consciousness slowly came back, and he remembered, yes, yesterday was his wedding.

This is really an unreal thing. For Tomona, it is not easy to recall that he now has a "wife". His brain storage space is all dedicated to the "family budget" and "Personnel transfer" and other official matters, or scientific research experiments such as "Second and Three Questions about Chakra Research" and "Investigation Report on Blood Succession Limits"...

Fei Jian supported his body with his arms, and the simple bed quilt slid off his body. His fiery eyes swept aside, and the gorgeous brocade quilt originally placed in the center of the Japanese room had disappeared, leaving only two The vermilion porcelain vases are neatly placed on both sides, presumably his "wife" has already woken up.

Looking out of the window, the light intensity is already quite strong. It seems that he has slept for a long time. To be honest, he has not woken up later than five in the morning for a long time, because usually he is not only training ninjas, but also helping with the affairs of the clan. He is often busy. Gotta go around.

Feijian pressed his forehead and feet, and rubbed them vigorously. The night's hangover was not good, especially under the persuasion of his brother, he actually drank so much high-purity alcohol... I really don't know what to say. Goods" what's good.

Tobima gritted his teeth and sat up, because of the hangover and sleeping in the clothes last night, he sweated a lot, and the sweaty back was sticking to the cloth, making him quite uncomfortable.Tobima stood up, took off his outer robe, and then untied the belt on the outside of the dress. He was about to take off his inner shirt and take a shower when the sliding door suddenly slid open...

"Master Feijian, breakfast is ready... Ah!" After a burst of messy footsteps, there was a "bump" sound as if hitting something heavy, followed by a soft sound of pain.

Fei Jian's hand froze in mid-air. He had lived alone for too long, and he didn't even notice that there was another person in his house.If Qianliu had come in later, he would have taken off his pants...

"Cough, cough, cough." Fei Jian hurriedly put on his clothes, coughed, and said sharply, "Why didn't you knock on the door?"

A slender voice came from behind him: "I... I'm very sorry, Master Feijian... It's my fault." The weak voice seemed to be cut off in a second, Feijian turned his head, only Seeing the short Qianliu lowering his head, rubbing the hem of his clothes uneasily, the earlobes hidden under the black hair were already red, and even his neck was stained pink...

When Qianliu maintained the posture of Dogeza and crouched in front of his feet, Tobima suddenly found that she was much shorter than him, her thin arms and legs seemed to be underdeveloped, if it wasn't for the heavy makeup yesterday, Tobima had never noticed herself His wife is a childish 14-year-old girl.

Seeing such a situation, Feijian didn't know what to say for a while.Even he knew that husband and wife shouldn't get along like this, it would only confuse the Qianshou clan, but Ji Jun of the Qianjiang clan seemed to be afraid of him... Feijian pursed his lips and pulled Qianliu from He pulled it up on the ground, then let go of his hand immediately, and said, "... Just be careful next time... Also, don't be so rigid."

Qianliu raised his head, but immediately lowered it. Because of the drooping bangs on his forehead, he didn't see his expression. He just saw Qianliu nodded slightly to show that he understood, and said: After saying "retire", he left the master bedroom without saying a word.

Looking at Qianliu's back, Tomona felt an indescribable depression.Having an outsider in the family really made it difficult for him to accept for a while, and it caused a lot of trouble... he still went to the bathroom to undress.

Tomona straightened his clothes and re-fastened his belt.

……

Qianliu walked into the kitchen with small steps, closed the door, and squatted down.

look, see...

Under the sun, the man with dazzling silver hair turned his back to her, his strong and broad back was exposed to the air, and the criss-cross scars lay across his muscular back. It was hard to imagine how much hard work he had gone through. The traces left by killing.

The shy crimson spread quickly on her cheeks like a tide, all the way to her neck and the back of her ears, dyeing her whole body red.

This is the first time for Qianliu to see a man's exposed body.

Qianjiang Qianliu, Ji Jun of the Qianjiang clan, has always been kept in a boudoir like a commodity, learning tea ceremony, singing and dancing, or illustration, except for his father, he rarely comes into contact with men.

And it was...her husband...

Qianliu covered her cheeks and knelt on the tatami, like a frightened little rabbit trying to hide herself.

That is... the man she will serve her whole life...

Qian Liu has long convinced herself that this day will eventually come, and this is also an obstacle she must overcome.

Qian Liu calmed down her breathing slowly, and waited for the heat on her face to subside before she slowly stood up, held the door frame, and brought the small dishes on the plate to the dining table outside.

The table was covered with a beautiful tablecloth, the freshest flowers were inserted in the vase, with the morning dew on it, several delicate dishes were served on the table, Qian Liu prepared white porridge and a saury, all from Leftover ingredients found in the cupboard.Because no one had brought her to know about this house, she searched for it by herself for a long time...

These foods are relatively light, just right for breakfast.Qianliu puts the grilled saury in a bento box for her husband's lunch.

The miso soup on the boiler stove in the kitchen was still bubbling. Qianliu wiped his greasy hands on the apron, and quickly put the kombu prepared earlier in the morning into the pot, seeing the dark green kelp boiling Qianliu scooped up a small spoon and put it in a small dish, took a small sip, and tasted the taste... Well, not bad.

Qianliu had a happy smile on her face. Warm miso soup is the most heart-warming. Qianliu has always liked it because her mother, Qianjiang Qianhua, often made miso soup for her.

It is obviously such a simple soup, but it seems to have a thousand flavors in Qianhua's hands.

The hot miso soup is simmering in the pot, and Qianliu has already started to use a knife to cut some raw cucumber slices on the chopping board for her husband's lunch. They are also used as vegetables to decorate, so that the meat inside will not be so greasy. .

. . .

Tobima walked out of the bathroom and saw such a scene.

Not only was his house completely new, but also because there was a smell of breakfast in the house that he hadn't had in several years.

Tobima is often busy with work from the afternoon to midnight, and from midnight to the next afternoon, just like this, he has been working continuously, almost forgetting what "breakfast" is.

When a tempting scent with hot air came straight to his nostrils, he blinked and felt pretty good.

He pulled away the chair on his seat, and a bowl of rice and a few dishes of side dishes were already placed in front of him.At this time, Qianliu just came out of the kitchen, holding two bowls of miso soup in both hands.

"Master Feijian!" Qianliu's face was red, and he didn't dare to look directly at Feijian, so he kept staring at his toes.

Glancing to the side with his fiery eyes, he naturally saw Qianliu's uncomfortable appearance. He sighed softly invisibly, and he also felt quite miserable in the face of such a situation—after all, they are husband and wife, and they can't always be together. It's always been this way.

"Sorry." Fumama stared at the desktop in front of him, and said awkwardly.

Qian Liu blinked his eyes staring at his toes, raised his head, and finally dared to look directly at his face.

"I mean...sorry, my tone was not very good yesterday." Tobima curled the corner of her mouth awkwardly.

Facing this apology that was not considered an "apology", Qianliu showed great sincerity, she quickly waved her hands, "Where is it, I am here," she pressed her hands on her knees and bowed.

Feijian pursed his lips, almost forming a line. In order to hide the embarrassment on his face, he took a sip of the miso soup in front of him, but he didn't expect that the seemingly light soup was very delicious when he first tasted it. Just simply put some kombu and tofu.

"I don't know your taste, so I put some dried fish in it." Qian Liu said weakly, looking timid.

Tobima doesn't know how other people's wives are, at least judging from this meal... well, it's pretty good.