[Comprehensive] together

Senshou Bashima dreamed again, and his dream was always white, no, it should be said that it belonged to someone, but that person was covered by the mist, and he could feel that the self in that dream was approaching that person. Then he smiled and said some specious things to that person, he thought that person must have responded to him, otherwise he himself would not have smiled so brightly.He stretched out his hand to grab that "her" hand and pull her out of the thick fog, but the moment their hands touched, the dream was shattered.

"!" Senshou Zhujian suddenly opened his eyes. Above his head was a ceiling painted in a strange style, with a rickety chandelier hanging from it. The room was still very dark, and the only source of light came in through the window. In the moonlight, he lay upright on the bed, and when he was concentrating, he could even hear the chirping of bugs outside the window.

"It's time to wash my pants again." He sighed, and then got off the bed with his body supported.

This is the sixth time in this month that he got up in the middle of the night to wash his shorts.

The next morning, when Senju Zhuma got up to eat, he was a little absent-minded, and he didn't know whether he was troubled by the dream or because he hadn't slept well recently and seemed sluggish.

"Good morning, brother." Qianshou put a big bowl of rice on his apron, and then asked, "Do you want fried eggs, brother."

"Two." Senshou Zhujian bit his chopsticks, still feeling uninspired, but even so his appetite did not decrease.

"Cough cough." Senshou Buddha pretended to cough twice, trying to put on the majesty of being the head of the family, but his move completely failed. Senshou Zhujian was still biting his chopsticks, not knowing what he was thinking, while wearing Qian Shou Fei, who was frying eggs in the pink apron, didn't even look back, simply ignoring the father who was trying to attract their attention.

Probably because he was used to being ignored by his two sons, Qianshou Zhujian didn't feel embarrassed, but spoke directly to win Qianshouzhujian's attention, but this time he succeeded.

"Hashirama." Seeing the eldest son looking up at him, he continued, "You are also an adult, I told Ashu and the others, next time they go out to meet the world, you can go with them." He Anyway, he is also a ninja. Although there was not much movement in Senshouzhujian in the past few nights, he heard it clearly. Thinking of his eldest son's age, he could guess what he did with his toes. Thinking of this, a strange sense of pride rose in his heart. His son has also reached this age, and it is time to become a real adult.

This is probably the advantage of having only men in the family. No, if it is a disadvantage, it makes sense, but if there is a female relative in the family, Qianshou Buddha will never spread such things on the table so carelessly, let alone It is to encourage his son to learn more, but although there is no female family member in the family, it is not bad to have an old mother. If it is normal, he will definitely question his father's proposal, but he is suspicious of his elder brother recently. He has bad thoughts about Uchiha Madara, his rival, so he is happy to go out to see and become a "real man".

Anyway, even being infatuated with the upper class girl is better than being infatuated with the woman from the Uchiha family, right?Although Senshou Feijian is still young, he has a lot of thoughts. If Younv is a vixen, then Uchiha Madara's image in his heart is the black widow. Even if something happens to the former, he will have a way to bring his idiot brother back , and the latter is a model of death if you touch it.

"Go out to gain knowledge?" Senshou Zhujian chewed these words several times and finally turned the corner in his mind, but he was a man who went to and from casinos at a young age, and after understanding what his father said, he also He wasn't shy, but he wasn't too excited either.

"Are you going to the veranda?" He took a sip of his meal and asked, but he still seemed uninterested. After all, the person who couldn't see his face in his dream was more interesting than the so-called prostitute in the veranda. Much more attractive.

The brat!Veins popped out on Qianshou Buddhajian's forehead, he didn't expect Senshou Zhujian to be so uncooperative, logically speaking, wouldn't this youthful young man be very excited, why did he look so dead on his head? !

No matter whether Qianshouzhujian can mention the nature or not, he was still taken to the veranda by those young men from the Qianshou family. As soon as he summed up, he simply ran to the highest-level corridor in the Kingdom of Fire.

It's like a small city that never sleeps. Although it's already night, the streets are illuminated by lanterns, and the lights from tea houses or Yang houses are also very bright.

This is the first time for Senshouzhujian to play in the veranda as a guest. The experience is completely different from the previous missions. All kinds of girls in small gowns shuttle between the streets, and occasionally there are more advanced girls Sitting in the car and driving through the street, they covered the lower half of their faces with cypress fans, leaving only a pair of beautiful eyes. If a normal man caught their eyes, he would probably forget where he was, right?

But Senshou Bashirama is not an ordinary man, even when he saw the lattice sitting in the cubicle, he didn't raise his interest. This is not because no women pay attention to him, on the contrary, he is tall and handsome, and he is very attractive to women. One type, ever since he entered the veranda, countless women covered their faces with juniper fans and secretly looked at him from the corner of their eyes, but he was unmoved.

These women are not as beautiful as Madara, he thought in his heart, his aesthetic appreciation of women has been raised to a level beyond the reach of ordinary people by the princess of the Uchiha family. It’s not as good as Uchiha Madara’s. His good friend Madara has never used makeup. At least he’s never seen him put on makeup. , but even so, she rarely can make the dull as Senju Zhujian feel amazing.

The hibiscus comes out of the clear water and is carved naturally.

"Get out of the way!" He was thinking about Uchiha Madara distractedly, but he could not stop shouting in his ears.

"What's the matter?" He was forced to come out of his thoughts and asked the people around him.

"It seems to be the way of the oiran." The clansman was not sure, so he patted the excited man in front of him and asked, "Excuse me, which one is the way of the oiran?"

"It's Mrs. Jiao Yue, idiot!" The man was very unhappy to be interrupted hastily. He gave the clansman a hard look, and then focused his attention on the coming Mrs. Yue Taifu's venerable driver is indeed very lucky!"

The first thing Senshouzhuma sees is the man holding a lantern at the front of the line. The lantern is printed with the pattern of the oiran, and then there are two pretty little girls holding the oiran's supplies in their hands. .

This person... Senshou Zhujian was completely stunned. His eye sockets were completely occupied by the figure behind the bald man. She was wearing a goggle with a pattern of a winged bird, and she stepped on wooden clogs more than ten centimeters high. Gorgeous, vermilion lips are light, and the corners of the eyes are thin red.I don't know if it was the illusion of Qianshou Zhujian, but the moment Mrs. Jiao Yue passed by him, he clearly saw that Mrs. Jiao glanced at him, her eyes were full of her bright red eyes.

"Hey, Hashirama, Hashirama!" After the end of the oiran way, the clansman was still immersed in the beauty of the oiran, and it took a long time before he remembered the next patriarch who had brought him to the world, but when he turned around, At that time, he found that Qianshou Zhujian was still staring at the road that the husband had just walked in a daze, and hadn't recovered from his senses at all.

"Who is that person?" He said, his voice seemed to be fluttering.

"That's Mrs. Jiao Yue from Huatinglou." He glanced at Qianshou Zhujian, who still hadn't recovered, and couldn't stop having a headache. It's over, Lord Patriarch, I seem to be unable to complete the task!Hashirama seems to have really fallen in love with Younv.

Senshou Zhuma unconsciously stroked his chest with his hand, and he could feel his heart beating fast: Who is that person?he asked himself blankly.

Mrs. Jiao Yue?No, that person is clearly...