[Hokage] I don't need that kind of thing at all

Mizuki Ibuki didn't dream last night, and slept for a long time, but his head was groggy.

The stronghold is built underground, and the outside light cannot penetrate, and the lighting can only rely on lamps or torches.When he opened his eyes, the room was only lit with a small soft light like last night, which only illuminated half of the darkness.His consciousness was still a little fuzzy, and he raised his hand to rub his forehead, but felt a soreness in his arms and shoulders.

Mizuki Ibuki's first reaction was that his body was sore from excessive consumption during the practice yesterday. He raised his other hand to squeeze his shoulder, but found that the body on the other side was also a little sore.This sore and painful feeling made the tiredness dissipate a lot. He opened his half-closed eyes completely, and wanted to sit up from the bed, but found that his waist seemed to be broken by someone. It hurt so much. The feeling has completely overwhelmed the acid, which made him directly evolve from a dazed expression to grinning.

The pain from his waist made him instinctively squirm a few times in putting it on, and there was no pain from his neck to his feet.

Mizuki Yibuki's face suddenly became painful, was he being hammered by someone as a sandbag?

He lay flat on the bed and stared sleepily at the ceiling. After a while, his face gradually changed from pain to astonishment, and then completely turned into an expression of extreme horror.

The horrified expression didn't last long, and the door of the room was opened, and the bright firelight in the corridor passed through the crack of the door, drawing a square light and shadow on the ground.

Mizuki's staring gaze made Uchiha Sasuke pause, and he hesitated for two seconds before moving again.

He was standing by the bed, holding a steaming bowl with unknown contents in his hand, his eyes were surprisingly bright in the dim environment.

Mizuki Ibuki felt that he should get up and beat him hard, but his body hurt too much.He turned around and felt that since he couldn't fight now, he should remember it first and turn around so as not to look at him, but his body hurt too much.In the end, he could only close his eyes aggrievedly, not looking at his heart.

The second he closed his eyes, there was the soft sound of porcelain colliding in his ears, and at the same time a strong fragrance spread in the air, lingering at the tip of his nose.

"Ibuki." Sasuke's voice was lowered, and there was even a subtle hint of flattery in it. "eat something."

"Don't eat." Mizuki Yibuki squeezed out this angry word from between his teeth. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a rumbling in his stomach, and then there was a "grunt" sound that was also full of anger.

Mizuki frowned and twitched her brows, but suppressed her appetite in the scent, and didn't open her eyes.

Uchiha Sasuke didn't force it, he put the bowl on the low cabinet, sat down by the bed, and stretched out his hand to lift his quilt.

Mizuki Yibuki grabbed the edge of the quilt that covered her shoulders, opened her eyes and stared at him: "What are you doing!"

Uchiha Sasuke looked at the shocked and frightened expression on his face, paused, and insisted on lifting his quilt: "I brought the ointment here."

Mizuki Yibuki's arms were sore now, so he was no match for him, and he was defeated after a short stalemate, and his body was directly in contact with the slightly cold air.Seeing that the other party's fingertips were about to reach over, Mizuki Yibuki subconsciously raised his leg and swept over, a burst of tearing pain made his face turn pale immediately, and he almost couldn't hold back howling directly.

That kind of place was rarely touched by anything and was very fragile, but now it was suddenly injured, and no one could accept it.

Sasuke quickly pressed his body to prevent him from moving around, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes: "Does it hurt a lot?"

Mizuki Yibuki rolled her eyes at him while grinning and gasping for air, endured the pain and pushed away his hand, and pulled the quilt up again.

"I'll help you with the medicine." Uchiha Sasuke sighed, looked at him carefully, and coaxed softly. "Is it okay to wait until the medicine is finished before getting angry?"

"If I treat you like this, can you say that you won't be angry if you don't get angry?" Mizuki Yibuki said angrily.

Uchiha Sasuke pursed his lips and thought for a while, if Mizuki Ibuki forced him down, not only would he not be angry, he might even laugh.But looking at the person who was still lying on the bed and staring at him fiercely, he swallowed "can".

"I'm sorry." Sasuke lowered his voice, trying to appear sincere and sincere. "It's because I couldn't control it, I just like you too much." I was already hot in the bathroom, and I managed to suppress it a little bit. I didn't expect to find Mizuki Ibuki sitting on my bed when I returned to the room. The remaining impulse directly Most of the rationality was flushed out of the mind.

When Mizuki Yibuki heard the last sentence, the corners of his lips twitched, he was so ashamed and annoyed at the moment that he almost couldn't look at him.

"Ibuki." Seeing his face look better, Sasuke lightly touched his shoulder exposed outside the quilt. "I'll help you with the medicine." After waiting for a while and seeing no response from the other party, he continued: "When you recover, I'll give you a beating."

Mizuki Yibuki thought for a while, and felt that there was no need to make things difficult for him, so he said awkwardly: "I'll do it myself, you go out." As soon as the words fell, there was another "grunt", which made him blush.

Seeing him retreating, Uchiha Sasuke lowered his eyes and smiled softly, bent over to help him up from the bed: "Then eat first."

Even though Sasuke had slowed down his movements, Mizuki Ibuki still felt like his waist was broken.He persisted in not changing his expression, and glanced at the low cabinet, his face turned blue.

The Japanese only drink porridge when they are sick, but Sasuke Uchiha brought red bean porridge. Mizuki Ibuki’s first reaction was that red bean porridge must be eaten by people who experienced budding in ancient times.

He watched Sasuke pick up the bowl and stirred it with a spoon, obviously the other side looked very gentle, but now he wanted to kick him even more.

"Stuff your stomach first, and I'll do it again when you feel better."

Mizuki Yibuki frowned and opened his mouth to say that he was coming, but as soon as the scent wafted over, he didn't care about talking, and just swallowed the porridge in the spoon in one gulp.The temperature of the red bean porridge was just right, and Sasuke Uchiha was feeding at just the right speed. As soon as one mouthful was swallowed, another mouthful was delivered to his mouth.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, Mizuki Ibuki's mood has eased a lot, it's more tragic than angry.It seemed that when he was kissed by Sasuke for the first time, he vaguely felt that he could not escape such a mess, and he became calmer after he got angry.

It's like having a favorite glass, treating it with care every day, always worrying that it will break one day.When it is really gone, I feel relieved after the heartache, and I no longer have to worry about whether the cup will be broken one day.

"I'll help you apply the medicine." Uchiha Sasuke put down the bowl, held the ointment in his hand, saw Mizuki Ibuki frown, and immediately added: "You can't reach your back."

It's all over the back! ?Beast!

Mizuki Yifuki's face turned pale again.

"You caught me too." Uchiha Sasuke saw that he was about to blow up, and pulled down the collar on the left side. As expected, there were a few red marks on his white shoulders, which were obviously scratched by nails. It looked... a bit Love|color.

Mizuki Ibuki only glanced at it before withdrawing his gaze, and said in a low voice, "You deserve it."

Uchiha Sasuke raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and carefully turned him over, turning into a lying on the bed, with the quilt pulled to his waist, revealing some horrible marks on his back.

He stroked the mark with his fingertips, feeling both satisfied and distressed.

The ointment was slightly cool, and Sasuke's fingers were also cool, so it was very comfortable to cover his body.

After applying the medicine, Sasuke thought of his ugly face when he sat up from the bed, so he stretched out his hands and rubbed|pressed his lower back.His strength is moderate, the massage area is also precise, and the soreness is well relieved.

Mizuki Yibuki didn't sleep well last night, and he closed his eyes and hummed comfortably after being served for a long time.

"Ibuki." Sasuke's eyes reflected that face that was beginning to show comfort. "What do you want to eat tonight?" The other party slept for most of the day.

Without opening Mizuki Yibuki's eyes, she casually said, "Fan."

Sasuke Uchiha was stunned, and almost laughed.He pursed the corners of his lips, took another deep breath, and spoke in a more serious tone when he spoke again: "How about staying with me?"

It was clearly an interrogative sentence, but it did not use a questioning tone.

Mizuki Ibuki paused, and replied: "I don't know if I like you or not."

"I kissed you forcibly before, are you angry?" Sasuke looked at him while massaging.

At that time, he was only concerned with surprise and embarrassment, not angry, not to mention that he was still thinking about his feelings for Sasuke.

"No."

Sasuke's eyes lit up: "Then last night..."

"I want to beat you up." Mizuki Yibuki interrupted him and said through gritted teeth.Any man who is raped by another man will have the urge to beat him, or even kill him.

"But you just... didn't hit me."

Mizuki raised his eyebrows and frowned: "...That's because I'm not feeling well." He wanted to kick him, but his butt wouldn't allow it. "You are not allowed to do excessive things to me in the future."

"Okay." Sasuke agreed simply.

Mizuki Ibuki stretched his brows.

By the second day, the soreness in the body had almost dissipated.For Uchiha Sasuke, Mizuki Ibuki still wanted to hit him, but being taken care of so carefully by the other party, he couldn't bear to be cruel, and finally just kicked his calf to vent his anger.

He didn't mention the matter of practicing with Sasuke afterwards, and Sasuke didn't dare to mention it when he was still sullen, so he had to follow him and let him go to the grove outside the stronghold to practice alone.

Speaking of cultivation, Mizuki Yibuki could only do some simple chakra-condensing exercises while dragging his uncomfortable body, otherwise, if the movements were too big, a certain part would hurt terribly again.

When Uchiha Itachi arrived in the afternoon, he only saw Mizuki Ibuki standing under the tree, not practicing advanced ninjutsu as usual.He stopped beside him in a little surprise, and found that the other person looked at him with a sense of grievance.

"What's the matter?" He wanted to touch Mizuki Ibuki's head, but his peripheral vision glanced at the faint red mark from the neckline, his heart trembled, and his eyes darkened. "What’s wrong with you."

The author has something to say: There is something I want to discuss with the little angels, whether it can be updated every two days in the future (crying).

There are too many classes during the day, and the teacher began to assign homework after a week. There is an important exam in November, and the time is a little tight. The time for coding is half of the computer code before going to bed at night. Everyone's comments can't be replied immediately like before, and I quickly go to bed after the update. Going to bed late and waking up early every day is a bit overwhelming.

If it is updated every two days, the update time will be fixed. If there is no exam, I will definitely update it every day. The three major books have not been memorized yet. Come and discuss with everyone, please don't dislike me (crying out with a wow).