When a natural straight man crosses and becomes Uchiha Madara

The delicate and compact crystal bottle is shining brightly in the sun. Looking at the light green translucent liquid swaying in it, Madara has mixed feelings of joy and sorrow. The joy is that he finally got the TC stock solution, but the worry is that he can't think of the crystal bottle at all. The method of delivery of the bottle.

The process of stealing the TC stock solution is surprisingly simple, just go to his room while Quan Nai is cooking in the kitchen, find the water bottle containing the TC stock solution in the closet, and pour some crystals prepared in advance The work of stealing is done in the bottle.

Although I really want to smash the water bottle containing the TC stock solution, Madara still restrains this impulse. I also know that there must be a lot of this drug solution in other places. Even if they are all destroyed, Quanna can add new ones at any time. , this kind of meaningless practice will make him vigilant, so Madara finally put the water bottle back to its original place.

Looking at the liquid in the crystal bottle in his hand, Madara didn't feel relaxed at all. He knew very well in his heart that Quanna didn't care about those TC stock liquids at all, otherwise he wouldn't have placed them in such a place where he could easily get them.

It's normal when you think about it, Quanna is immune to the TC stock solution and is not affected by it at all, and even if Madara gets that kind of liquid, he has no way to send it out, so he puts that kind of thing in the closet with confidence inside.

Going back to her room, Madara scanned the furnishings in the house looking for a place to hide the crystal bottle. It must not be possible to put it on her body. In the past two days, Quanna seemed to be in estrus, and often pushed him to the ground without any warning. Touching, sucking, tongue licking and other obscene behaviors (he really didn't want to use this word), if it wasn't because he had no strength to resist, Madara really wanted to beat this bastard brother until he didn't even know his parents.

After searching for a long time, Madara hid the crystal bottle in the clothes box in the closet. Just as he felt relieved, Quanna's voice sounded from outside, "Brother, it's time for lunch. I made fish soup, which is very nutritious."

Calming down, Madara sat down in the room as if nothing had happened. Seeing Quanna walking in with a tray, he said lightly, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard at all, and I'm very happy to help my brother cook." Quanna said in a cheerful voice, and placed the tray with the small casserole in front of Madara, and then filled the casserole with a white porcelain spoon. A small bowl of milky fish soup was handed to him.

Madara took a breath and slowly drank the delicious fish soup, thinking that Quanna's cooking skills had improved again.

After the soup was finished, Quan Nai handed him a small plate of steaming, white fish meat and said, "Brother, eat some more fish, I've already picked out the fishbone inside."

After taking the plate and chopsticks, Madara tasted the fish carefully. Although it was delicious, he still couldn't help but want to sigh. Quanna was still so considerate and careful to him, but the more he was like this, the sadder he felt. He really misses the simple brotherly relationship with Quanna in the past.

Hearing his brother's sigh, Quan Nai asked eagerly, "Is it not delicious? Or is it stuck?"

Slowly shaking his head, Madara put the chopsticks on the tray and said, "It's delicious, I'm full."

"Brother didn't eat much at all, let's eat some fish."

As Quan Nai said, he filled some fish meat with the spines removed and handed it to him. Madara had to take it reluctantly, and then returned the plate to Quan Na shaking his head to express that he didn’t want to eat anymore. He didn’t have the appetite to eat at all, so he reluctantly These are the limits.

"Drink some more fish soup." Quan Na served him another bowl of fish soup, but Madara really didn't want to drink it anymore, so she reached out and blocked the bowl to express her refusal.

"Brother has eaten very little in the past two days, this is not good, be good, drink some fish soup." Quan Nai put the soup bowl to Madara's lips to persuade.

Originally, Madara wanted to give him some face and drank the fish soup, but when she heard the word "good", she immediately became angry and turned her head without looking at the bowl of fish soup.

"Why did brother lose his temper suddenly?"

"Think for yourself." Madara said angrily.

"Is the fish soup not good? I have worked hard."

"...It's not bad either."

"Then drink some more."

"Don't drink!"

"Since my brother refuses to drink, let's do some other interesting things." Quanna said as she put down the soup bowl and hugged Madara, then reached into his yukata and stroked it...

Madara's body immediately trembled, and he shouted "Damn" in his heart, and this brat was in heat again.

"I'll drink it, give me the soup." Madara said compromisingly, Quanna showed a satisfied smile on her face, and then she took her hand out of her brother's bathrobe, then picked up the soup bowl and handed it to him.

After drinking all the fish soup, Madara put down the bowl and looked at Quanna and said, "I'm done drinking, you can let me go."

"Is the fish soup good?" Quanna looked at his lips and asked, and Madara replied subconsciously, "It's delicious."

"I'll try it." Quanna said as she stuck out her tongue to lick the remaining soup on Madara's lips, causing Madara's body to freeze suddenly. Although he was often kissed in the past two days, he still couldn't adapt to Quanna's intimacy .

Sensing Madara's stiffness, Quanna let go of his lips and said in a low voice, "Why doesn't brother accept me?"

"we are brothers."

Madara's words immediately excited Quanna, pushed him on the tatami and shouted injuredly: "Why do you have to be obsessed with brotherhood, I love you more than anyone else in the world, why don't you just refuse?" love me?"

"Quenna, I beg you, give up, we can't do it." Madara's voice was full of exhaustion, and he didn't even have the energy to struggle with Quanna's behavior.

"It's absolutely impossible for me to give up on you!" Quanna said decisively, then tore off Madara's yukata forcefully, leaned over, kissed and bit his body, trying to get rid of the sadness and anxiety in her heart...

Weakly enduring Quanna's rough kiss, she felt the other's scorching firmness sticking out against her lower abdomen, Madara knew that he had lust again, and sighed helplessly, Madara reached out to hold Quanna's scorching heat to help him release it. come out.

The moment he held it, there was a self-deprecating smile on Madara's lips. Two days ago, he rejected this kind of thing, but now he took the initiative to help Quanna. When he woke up, the chrysanthemums he hadn't cultivated might be destroyed again.

Just as she was about to help Quan Nai vent out, her wrist was held, and Madara looked at him puzzled, and saw Quan Nai looked at him with blurred eyes and said expectantly, "Brother, help me get it out with your mouth, okay?" ?”

"Go to hell!" Madara slapped him directly on the head, unexpectedly Quanna would make such an outrageous request.

"Brother, help me, I feel so uncomfortable." Quan Nai hugged him and said in a coquettish tone, and kept rubbing against his body.

"Don't even think about it! I'm really angry for asking such an exaggerated request again." Madara said without hesitation, really wanting to beat this bastard brother to death.

"just one time."

"Not even half a time."

"Master Quanna."

A sudden voice interjected into the conversation between the two, and Madara and Quanna looked at the Uchiha clansman who was kneeling on one knee in the courtyard and lowered his head deeply at this time, and they all had the urge to use the Kaleidoscope Sharingan on him.

Being stared at by the two previous patriarchs with unkind eyes, the Uchiha tribe kneeling in the courtyard began to sweat on his forehead. If there was no important news to report, he would not want to come in at all. He definitely didn't see it.

"What's the matter?" Quanna got up from Madara and asked in a cold voice.

"Thousands of Hands asked to see you outside the clan ground."

"Understood, let him in."

"Yes." The visitor replied quickly, and then left here as if fleeing for his life, secretly praying that Master Quanna would not deal with him because of this matter, it is not good to be missed by the patriarch.

He was very lucky, Quanna didn't pay attention to him at all, just looked at Madara who was surprised when he heard that Higama was coming, and said coldly: "What is brother thinking? Ask Higama for help? Do you think I will let you do that?"

Quanna's words extinguished the joy in Madara's heart like cold water. He looked at Quanna and was about to speak, but the kaleidoscope spinning in front of his eyes made him unable to speak or move. Quanna stroked Madara's face and spoke softly. Said: "My brother will stay here quietly, and I will release the illusion when the door is gone."

A look of sadness appeared on Madara's face, did he just miss this rare opportunity?

The author has something to say: There are so few comments, so I don’t want to update them anymore, but you are bullying me, so I just... cried.

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