"Are you alright?" Madara Uchiha was standing in Hinoba's small courtyard, watching her walk back, and asked.

Her face is normal, but her lips seem to be slightly swollen, and her little face is even more pale and delicate with a red and glamorous lining.

Madara Uchiha flashed a strange look in his heart, but he was immediately attracted by the sunflower who spoke.

"I'm fine, I'm just coming back a little slower." Hinata wanted to raise a bright smile, but the upward curvature of the corners of her mouth made her pull the red and swollen area, producing a tingling and small tingling feeling.

Hmm, bad review, that's rude!

Hinata Sunflower secretly complained about the kissing technique between the thousand hands in her heart, but she looked fine on the surface.

"I'm a little tired today, I'm going back to the house to rest now." Faced with the embarrassing atmosphere of Madara's language and stopping, Hinata Sunflower, who didn't have the heart to deal with it, directly issued an eviction order.

Glancing at Hinaki steadily, Madara Uchiha always felt that something was wrong with her. But after all, he was not a pestering person, pursed his lips, told her the news that her father had told her to go to the house for dinner tomorrow, and left.

Walking on the way home, Madara was a little confused. She didn't look like she had been attacked, and she wasn't hurt. But why are the lips a little red and swollen? Could it be a new trick?

Madara Uchiha, who is still an upright and good boy, can't think of an answer, and he misses a good opportunity to discover the truth.

This can only be said to be that the pattern is broken!

As soon as Madara Uchiha left, Hinata Sunflower entered the house with some hurried steps and closed the door. Leaning against the wooden door, the calm that had just been forced was far away, leaving only a gradually violent heartbeat.

Unlike his cold face and words, the man's kiss was hot and wild. Sunflower raised her hand and gently touched her chest, and a hazy look appeared in her eyes.

It's yourself again!

Hinata Sunflower suddenly laughed under her breath, but there was schadenfreude in her eyes about having done something bad. Isn't it quite unlucky to meet such a woman as yourself?

"What an abrasive little goblin!" complained lightly about herself, but the smile on her face gradually disappeared.

All of a sudden, I was 'accidentally' willful, myself. It's supposed to be far away, isn't it, so when you meet on the battlefield, you can start mercilessly.

But what to do, I don't seem to be able to accept this kind of drifting away from him. It's just that kind of person, forcing yourself not to want to see it; It's obviously hostile, but you can't pretend to add up your swords like a normal enemy. I can't even stand the severance from his unilateral so-called sanity as a stranger, and I want to be irritable just thinking about it, and I can't help but do something to make him crazy.

Hinata Sunflower raised her hand to cover her face lightly, and threw aside the complicated question of 'how to fall in love between hostile parties' that needed to be thought about very irresponsibly. Well, anyway, there's a door, isn't it, he's so spicy and smart, so I'll leave this question to him! (A thousand hands cry and faint in the toilet.) ）

For the surprisingly willful Miss Hinata, who is in love, has no calmness and sense of responsibility as the heir of the Hyuga family at all. She is the one who takes the initiative, she is the one who retreats, and she is also the one who continues to be irritable. tossing so recklessly, and never thinking deeply about the consequences of this relationship, it's a willful mess. It seems that the person who is tossed will definitely think and strive to create the future, which is not only very dependent and trusting to him, but also puts him in a difficult situation.

Hmm, she didn't realize that Sunflower, who had an inexplicable trust and possessiveness for that person in her heart, was suddenly free after successfully throwing off the pot.

Gently licking her miserable kneaded lips, a faint tingling sensation reached her brain, and she did not use her own plug-in to repair it, but walked to the inner room, with a happy look in her eyes.

Buckle ~ "What's the matter?" Pull open the door and look at the duo standing outside the door with a constipated look, and Sunflower Hinata who is about to go out has a slight glint in her eyes.

These two guys have been following them today, so they should have seen what happened yesterday.

"Miss, the patriarch has an order." Hinata Kojiro's voice paused, and he felt a little weak in his heart. After all, they made a small report to the patriarch of the young patriarch, and they would not be wearing small shoes in the future. As for the question of whether Hinata Sunflower can inherit the position of patriarch, the two of them have no doubts at all: the eldest lady is so cruel, not only beating the enemy to the ground, but also cleaning up the group of Uchiha with their nostrils facing the sky, there must be no problem!

I didn't know that the image of the gentleness I had worked so hard to create had already collapsed, but Hinata Sunflower, who was still working hard to maintain, raised a smile and invited them in.

The duo looked at their eldest lady's smile as warm as the sun, but they trembled in unison, and their faces instantly turned white an octave. During this time, I saw that the Uchiha who was beaten to the ground had seen too much, and he also saw the shadows, and he trembled when he saw this smile.

Swallowing their saliva, the two stepped into her room with a look of death.

Hinata Sunflower, who had a peaceful face, looked at the two of them, and the expression on her face remained unchanged, but there was a wave of doubt in her heart.

What's wrong with these two guys, they look like they've stepped into a trap. Is it because she broke the matter between herself and the door, and she is afraid that she will kill people?

After they sat down, the two of them sat motionless.

"Isn't there an order to convey it?" Hinata Sunflower raised an eyebrow.

Hearing this, Hinata Kojiro quickly took out a letter from his arms and put it on the table in front of Sunflower as if he had just reacted. As soon as he put the letter on the table, he immediately turned around and sat down without squinting.

Looking at his actions, Hinata Sunflower was almost amused. Forcibly suppressing the urge to hold her forehead, she swallowed the words that were almost rushing out of her mouth, and asked softly without smiling, "Did your father ask you to bring me a message?" ”

Hearing this, the two glanced at each other and shook their heads neatly.

The muscles in his head were pounding, and the sunflower was about to laugh angrily.

Are you stupid! It's just a letter, just give it to me. What is the order to convey, come in and sit down to load the wood, throw down a letter and it will be gone?

A strange feeling of sullenness came, making Hinata Sunflower cry and laugh. The gods of their own human world and the big boss are all pitted, and there are countless people who diss, and they are so angry that they vomit blood.

Waving his hand, he didn't look at the two people who were sneaking away, and Hinata Sunflower picked up the letter and read it.

After a long time, she sighed. A fire escaped and burned the letter paper, and his eyes were a little heavy.

The content of the letter is very simple, and there is only one subject, and that is to let her go back.

The things that happened during this time were filtered in her mind, and the same came one after another, as if the bottomless vortex wanted to pull her down. The thoughts went back and forth, and finally froze on the angular face between the thousand hands.

There was a rare excitement on the face that had always restrained the coldness, and the emotions in the red eyes like jewels were tumbling violently, just when Hinata Sunflower thought that he would respond to himself and tell himself that he liked himself too, the man said with difficulty:

"Don't mess around!"

Hehe, it's really the style of the door.

A faint smile hung on the corner of her lips, and Hinata Sunflower's slender fingers tapped her knees lightly, thoughtfully.