[Comprehensive] The patriarch's style of painting is wrong

Due to the rain last night, the next morning was full of cold fog and heavy dew, walking among the treetops, and the fresh and moist earthy smell after the rain floated in the cool air.Occasionally there were birds chirping on the windowsills outside, and then flew away to look for food.The white clouds are reflected in the shallow water, and the gentle and soft sunlight is brewed through the thick fog, and the shadows of all things are faint.

A Tu woke up very early, I don't know how long he was awake, staring at the beam for a while in a daze.The whole room was quiet, and there was a scorching heat coming from his side that couldn't be ignored. He was still sleeping soundly, his chest rising and falling rhythmically with his breathing.

She was in a daze quietly, and then she was surprised to find that Uchiha Madara would snore while sleeping!The voice wasn't too loud, with his own deep and deep tone. Sure enough, a person with a good face couldn't even snore there.

This is amazing information!It is estimated that not many people know, will it damage the image of the patriarch?Can you take the opportunity to pull him down?

...Of course not!She is not stupid.

She has always had fun eating and having fun by herself. In this situation, she is still very unaccustomed to having people beside her, and she always feels awkward all over.Carefully removing the arms tied around her waist, she propped up her sore and limp body, and sat up.The surrounding icy air instantly enveloped the body that had just escaped from the warm blanket. She couldn't help but coughed lightly, and found that her throat was a little hoarse, which should be caused by the too reckless life last night.

She lowered her head slightly and looked at the people around her.

His lips are thin, his jaw is sharp and sharp, and he is not angry and majestic. His usually fierce, indifferent and arrogant face, which is really hard to get close to, is now quiet and innocent like a child, without any threat.

Uchiha's eyes are very beautiful. Everyone has different characteristics. It seems that they are born with eyeliner. The eye sockets are deep and delicate. Coupled with the bright red Sharingan, it is not too good-looking!The same is true for Uchiha Madara.

A Tu has to admit that Uchiha Madara's most beautiful eyes are his eyes. Usually, his black eyes seem to be suppressing a dangerous undercurrent, deep and bottomless, and the bright red Sharingan is another A reckless and arrogant style, the prey he targets cannot escape in the end.But at this time, the thick and slender eyelashes cast a thin shadow on his face, retracting his terrifying eyes, softening his chilling aura for the time being.The long black hair curbed his usual arrogance at this time, and lay on the white quilt very obediently and softly.

Looking at it, she suddenly had the illusion that if she could light a cigarette at this moment, she would become a female ticket. Miss Madara's boss Tu.

The floor was very cold, the candle in the corner had already been extinguished, the room was silent, only the sound of her rustling footsteps.The clothes she was wearing were used to wipe her feet last night, and the blood that had been stained for so many days probably couldn't be washed off. It was very dirty, so she didn't plan to keep it. She was going to throw it away and find a new one in the closet. Put on a piece of clothing casually.

Just passing by a low table in the main room, but suddenly stopped in disbelief, she turned her head to look at the things on the table as if discovering a new world, and the dazzling hairpin immediately bumped into her eyes.

The luxurious hairpin, which is incompatible with the atmosphere of the humble room, lay quietly on the table and shone brightly.She couldn't help being surprised, she stretched out her hand to pick it up, and her whole mind was in a state of being in a state of panic. When did such a valuable thing appear in her room?

Could it be the reward for clearing some main mission?

The golden hairpin is very hand-shaped, and the hollow patterns are exquisitely carved and painted in it. You can know the value of this thing by looking at it and touching it.She likes this kind of things that look very expensive. Although she has lived for a long time, it does not mean that she is not vain as time goes by.On the contrary, as I live longer, I can better understand the value of this enduring precious item, and the annoyance that I have been doing nothing for a long life.

In the past, Tu Shan’s house was filled with precious treasures that she scavenged from everywhere. Now that she has come to the world of ninjas, I don’t know if those treasures have been covered with dust, or if they have been stolen long ago. .Now that she is poor and white, the previous things have nothing to do with her, and everything has to start all over again. After paying the rent for the day, the remaining money is only enough for her to make a small stove outside, and she has no spare money.But...Compared with delicious meat, she still chooses to stand on the side of meat.

Caressing the finely crafted hairpin made of pure gold, she couldn't wait to run back to the inner room, and made a few gestures on her head in front of the mirror, how to match and look good, looking at herself in the mirror, she still felt that this hairpin was beautiful. I'm so lucky to meet the right person, such as her, if someone else brings it, maybe there will be a sense of incongruity and humor.

It's just a pity that I have already cut my hair, otherwise I can definitely act as a famous princess to cheat money!She put away the hairpin with a little regret, and rubbed it in her palm.Weighed it for a while, dominating the world requires capital, this hairpin might be sold for a lot of money.

Madara also woke up not long after A Tu left.Through the thin window paper, I saw the sky outside, guessed the time, and was surprised that I had slept for so long.As a ninja, he never seemed to sleep so peacefully for such a long time.

He stood up, facing A Tu's back.

The bright light outside the house softly enveloped her body. She was sitting in front of the empty dressing table, holding a golden hairpin with her slender fingers, and gesticulating on her head in front of the mirror. It should be the first time I saw it.The hair that was gently parted by the hairpin revealed the snow-white neck, with the traces of sucking madness remaining on it, and suddenly recalled her soft and gentle moan in the ear last night, which made people's hearts tickle.As if looking at his belongings, he did not hide his gaze.

Uchiha Madara, who has always been alone, felt a sense of steadfastness for the first time. There was someone in the house, and there was a woman, who belonged to him and who he liked.At this moment, there is a kind of long-lasting emotion, never feeling at ease.

She's at.

Aware that the eyes behind him were extremely scorching, Ah Tu looked back, "Master Madara." Why didn't this guy make a sound when he woke up.

"From now on, just call me Madara in private."

"I'm used to it."

Not caring about her gaze, he stood up naked, with the bright red scratches left by her when she was impatient last night on his broad back.He put back on yesterday's robe and wrapped it around his strong chest.She had carefully rubbed the lines of the skirt last night. Thinking of this, memories suddenly flooded up, and she turned her head away from looking at him as if she was so hot.

Suddenly embraced by a pair of strong arms, she was brought into a warm embrace.He lowered his head and rubbed against her ear temples, his voice was hoarse, and his breath was on her sensitive cochlea, "Do you like it?" The hairpin he gave.

A Tu subconsciously tensed up, "...um."

Although he knew that she was answering with the hairpin in her hand, in his ears, it was like hearing her admit that she also liked him, and he couldn't restrain his impulse.Uchiha Madara suddenly bent down and lowered his head to kiss her, pressing the back of her head with unresisting force and kissing eagerly, prying open her teeth and poking in, seeking her response, sucking and gnawing, and letting go after a while she.

He stroked her soft hair, his voice was a little hoarse, his breathing was unsteady, and he pressed against her ear like a bewitching, "Long hair, I want to see how you use this hairpin to tie up your hair, and then marry me .”

Just like when he saw her for the first time, the long silver-white hair made him unbearable, and it must be very beautiful to put strands on the golden hairpin he gave her.He has already planned in his mind when to take her to meet his best friend Zhujian, and tell him that the owner of this hairpin is the most beautiful in the whole world, and only this hairpin can be worthy of her.

Suddenly feeling that the hairpin in his hand was extremely hot, A Tu didn't make a sound and fell silent.

Sensitively feeling the momentary stiffness of the person in his arms, he let go of her, and immediately understood what was going on.

The room fell into a dead silence for a moment.

A Tu's attitude at this time is completely different from last night, as if nothing happened just now, he lowered his head and played with the things in his hands, and suddenly said, "Master Madara, I like the hairpin you gave me very much." , but I'm afraid it doesn't suit me."

She put the things into his hands, so it was a show of attitude.

Uchiha Madara's face gradually became gloomy, and the temperature of her fingertips still remained in her hands.The veins on the back of the hand bulged, and he gripped the hairpin so tightly that the knuckles were pinched so that the edges and corners turned white.I thought that after being honest with each other last night, the other party's intentions were the same as his, but it turned out to be my own wishful thinking.

The person he likes does not necessarily like him.

Perhaps it was because Ah Tu's expression was too upright, there was no trace of guilt or inappropriateness in the clear golden eyes, he looked into it at a glance, and felt that all the anger had nowhere to vent.

"Since the things have been sent out, I will never take them back. You can dispose of them as you like." He slapped the things on the table, and walked out full of anger.

In the next few days, Atu did not see Uchiha Madara in the Uchiha tribe.

It seems that he is really angry.Human beings are always bound by secular concepts.In fact, she doesn't quite understand, is it okay to simply be a hot friend?Why do you have to do so much, what trouble...

In this kind of thing, both parties get what they need, and there is no loss. She can suppress the demon power in her body, and he can also get the ultimate happiness. What's wrong?Besides, she still wants to conquer Uchiha, how could she forget her original intention!She put the golden hairpin at the bottom of the drawer, and she will return it when she has a chance in the future. She was so angry that she didn't dare to go to him.

Speaking of demon power, she urgently needed to prove something. Atu opened the door, checked the surroundings, and then took a deep breath in the water at the door.She stared intently at the puddle in front of her, snapped her fingers, and the puddle in front of her brushed into a blue fox fire.

Seeing this familiar and friendly color, she almost burst into tears!

Her dear demon power has finally stabilized!