I became my own mistress [Main Hokage]

Seeing her walking carefully, Sasuke couldn't help frowning: "What are you doing so dawdling? I won't eat you again."

For some reason, Zhao Han sometimes feels awkward when facing him, and sometimes likes to move closer to him, smiling freely and happily.Let him not know whether she likes to be close to him or doesn't like to be close to him.

He doesn't want that.He wanted her to be by his side, laughing without scruples all the time.

"Come here, I won't do anything to you." His tone softened a lot.

Only then did Zhao Han feel relieved, and strode towards him.

"Sasuke, you'd better eat first, and we'll talk about what's going on later. Your health is important." She put down the food and handed him a pair of chopsticks, "If I mess with you...or I will write a self-criticism, don't worry about it ,what do you think?"

Her expression of pleading for forgiveness made him dumbfounded.

It turned out that she felt that she had made him angry, and now she wanted to criticize her.But she deserves criticism too.He doesn't care about his own body, but he takes care of him first.

Sasuke snatched the chopsticks from her hand. "You really should review yourself. I thought you didn't know the word body is important." He pointed to the sofa again, "Sit down, maybe I can consider canceling your review."

Zhao Han had no choice but to obey obediently.As soon as I sat down firmly, I felt a tightness at the root of my hair, as if the hair at the back of my head was being held.

"...What on earth do you want to do?" Zhao Han turned his face away in surprise and suspicion.

"Blow it dry for you." He explained lightly, "Letting it wet will make you sick."

Only then did Zhao Han catch a glimpse of the clean towel beside him.The corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, this matter was worth his serious attention.

I always feel that Sasuke is doing this... a bit weird.Except for her father, no other man has blown her head... Let's be self-reliant.

"I'll do it myself, don't bother you."

She was about to extend her hand, but Sasuke held it down: "No need. Listen to me now, you just need to sit down." She was so firm that she couldn't refuse.

Although it's really awkward...but I can only accept it.Besides, Sasuke's "personal service" is not something everyone can enjoy.

She sat up straight and said, "Thank you then."

"It should be me thanking you."

He gently untied the rope.The long hair spread out at once, pouring down on her shoulders like flowing clouds. "If it wasn't for you, I might still be locked up for a few more days. Originally, I also planned to start with the recording and let Mr. Matsuura delay the time. But whether I can get it or not is unknown."

Zhao Han smiled: "I'm just doing my duty."

"You have always defended me like this. How can I let you go when you are in trouble? Besides, I am still your 'student'."

She paused for a moment, then said slowly: "And... Seeing you have an accident makes me feel bad too."

Sasuke pursed his lower lip: "...Don't do this again in the future, I will take care of my own affairs."

Seeing her lose a lot of weight because of him, he also felt astringent.

He picked up the towel and wiped it along the hair: "Is this strength okay? Doesn't it hurt?"

She smiled and nodded: "Very good, not bad not bad."

His movements were very gentle, and she felt her scalp was numb and comfortable.Although Sasuke seems unreasonable, he has a way of taking care of people.

As if thinking of something, Zhao Han asked jokingly: "I can't tell, you are quite good at taking care of others. Tell me, have you ever taken care of other girls like this before?"

"Of course." Sasuke replied seriously.

She was deliberately trying to tease him.He is very clear about this little thought.Then he can't admit defeat.

"Really?" Sure enough, her words were immediately filled with sourness, "What's your name? Miss Haruno Sakura?"

"Don't worry, it's not her." His eyes suddenly dimmed, "That person...is my mother."

He was less than six years old that year, and his elder brother, father, mother, and clan members were all still there.At the entrance of the alley, there is often that old grandfather who props up a small shop and yells loudly all day long.

Once in the evening, he came home from ninja school with the snacks he bought from his grandfather.As soon as I entered the door, I saw my mother with wet hair, bending over to find a blower.

He suddenly remembered that his elder brother put it in an inconspicuous place after using it last time, no wonder his mother couldn't find it no matter how hard she looked.

The good opportunity to earn performance came, Xiao Sasuke immediately put down the snacks.He quickly found out the hair dryer, and ran towards Mikoto in a hurry.

"Mom, are you looking for this?" He said childishly, "Here it is, here."

Mikoto took it with a smile: "Then thank you Sasuke."

Seeing that my mother's long hair is still dripping with water, it is inconvenient to use a blower.His masculinity suddenly awakened: "Mom, let me help you this time. Don't worry, I will do well!"

His big eyes were shining brightly.Miqin couldn't help laughing when she saw it: "Our Sasuke has also grown up and can help mother with things. Well, then you come."

Even after so many years, he still remembers that touch.Like Zhao Han's hair, it is long and straight, like a piece of soft silk.But Zhao Han is darker, while his mother's hair is longer.

But no matter what, it's gone now.

Zhao Han sat for a long time without hearing anything.She turned around involuntarily, and saw Sasuke holding his hair dryer with his head down, a little dazed.

"Sasuke?" She asked tentatively, "Sasuke, what's wrong with you?"

Only then did Sasuke come back to his senses, and said coldly: "It's nothing, I just remembered the past." He paused, "I remembered the time when my mother was at home."

Zhao Han seldom heard him talk about his family background, but felt strange: "What about your mother? Where is she now? Why have I never seen her?"

"Of course you haven't seen her," he said. "She passed away, as did all of our family."

His tone was flat, as if he was stating something that had nothing to do with him.But she knew that it might not be that simple behind it.

She didn't know what to say for a moment.

Maybe it's best to keep your mouth shut.

But Sasuke was very interested: "Don't you ask why?"

Zhao Han smiled: "I'm just an outsider. If you don't want to say it yourself, how can I have the right to inquire about your family?"

The outsider... His movements froze.

It turned out that in her heart, he was nothing but a dispensable outsider.

He can't catch her yet.

Still nothing, all alone.

"Your hair is beautiful, just like my mother's." Sasuke whispered.

Zhao Han thanked him, feeling that he was a bit abnormal today.

But there was nothing she could do.According to Sasuke's personality, if he didn't volunteer, she wouldn't be able to ask.

Burying things in my heart all day long, accumulating over time, is not good for my body or mind.But he just likes not to say anything, and chooses to bear everything alone.

She sighed softly: "Sasuke, I know I'm meddling in my own business. But I still want to say, don't keep too many things in your heart sometimes."

"You should take care of yourself first." He turned on the hair dryer, "If I hadn't pulled you hard, you might have forgotten to brush your hair. I reminded you just now, but you didn't worry about it, and you wanted to do it again sick?"

"Got it! I made a mistake, and I won't do it again next time!"

She rolled her eyes silently.When did he become such a mother-in-law.

Sasuke stood behind her, brushing her hair with his fingers.The strands of hair were gathered together, revealing a slender neck and a slightly hazy jade-like complexion.As the fingers slid across the neck, a subtle feeling rose spontaneously.

Breathing was momentarily disturbed.It took him a while to calm down.

"Okay, it's done, try it yourself." Sasuke turned off the blower, and smoothed her hair to one side.

Zhao Han tilted his head and touched it, and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, very good, the young man's cooking skills are good." She pointed to the food on the table, "Look, don't waste my hard work for the rich rewards for you."

"Eat first, I'll clean up your room."

She stood up and walked straight to the study.

When she tidied up the study and returned to the living room, Sasuke had already fallen asleep on the sofa, and there was an empty bowl left on the table.

so fast? !Zhao Han couldn't help being amazed.Is this the difference between ninjas and ordinary people?

See him lying on the couch with nothing covered.She thought about it, and immediately brought a thin blanket from the study and covered him.

She tucked up the quilt for him and was about to clean up the dishes.As soon as he turned around, his wrist was imprisoned in an instant, and he couldn't move even half of it.

Zhao Han turned around and saw that Sasuke was holding her tightly, unable to break free no matter what.And his eyes were closed, motionless, as if he had already fallen asleep.

She said softly: "Don't worry, if there is something important, I will wake you up."

But he still refused to let go.She really couldn't help it: "I will be with you, I won't leave, don't worry." Then she patted the back of his hand comfortingly.

Sasuke then slowly, slowly let her go.

She sighed helplessly.Sometimes I really don't know what he is thinking.

The sound of breathing gradually becomes even.Zhao Han made a bed next to the sofa.She was lying on her side, looking at his flawless face, suddenly filled with emotions.

"Oh, this is the only time I can keep looking at you." She sat up and supported her head, "Every time I touch you, you are so cold. Although I know you have such a temper, but still I can't help worrying, afraid that you really hate me."

"Actually, I am very envious of Sakura. I heard from Shikamaru that you were partners who grew up together and went through life and death together. She understands your past, the source of all your happiness and pain. But I can't."

She couldn't help stroking his side face: "I also want to know everything about you like Sakura. But what's the use? You will think I'm annoying."

"Hey, forget it, I'm leaving anyway. If you bother me, you won't be so sad then."

I don't know if it was her illusion, but his body seemed to move.

She quickly withdrew her hand and held her breath to observe him.He didn't seem to move again, and continued to immerse himself in sleep.

Only then did Zhao Han heave a sigh of relief.It would be too sinful to disturb Sasuke's lucid dreams.

"You only dare to say this when you are sleeping. It's really uncomfortable to hold back for too long." She struggled for a while, and finally decided to shake his fingers. "Good night Sasuke-kun, I wish you sweet dreams."

She turned over and rolled back to her bed.

The lights went out, and there was silence all around.When the faint moonlight came in, the black eyes on the sofa suddenly had some light.

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Zhao Han slept lightly and woke up before dawn in the morning.Sasuke was still asleep right now.

She got up, cleaned up lightly, and was going to the kitchen to make breakfast.Suddenly there was a slight knock on the door.

So early, is there something urgent?

Zhao Han opened the door curiously.When she saw someone coming, she froze for a moment.

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oops, silly girl