Shizune, who was curled up in the closet, had obviously made up her mind, but when she heard the sound of the chimes coming from outside, her heart, which had already been in the weeds, became even more confused.

'Tsunade-sama sounds like she's in pain, I have to see what's going on!'

Shizune carefully approached the gap.

This gap was a bit wide because Shizune didn't get back in time before.

If Tsunade looked towards this gap now, she would definitely see a pair of brown eyes staring at them in the darkness behind the gap without blinking.

But now Tsunade is like a madman from the Wei and Jin Dynasties who has just tasted old wine and sang and praised it. She is addicted to the state of forgetfulness of things and myself. She has no time to pay attention to whether clothes are placed or hidden behind the gaps in the wardrobe.

Keep silent.

I was busy in the illusion department before, it was early in the morning, when the night was dark and cold.

The bright moon outside the window is occasionally obscured by dark clouds blowing from the distance, waxing and waning, constantly changing into various shapes.

The night was deep and cold, and the wisps of coldness condensed into dewdrops, dripping down the tips of the grass to the ground and sliding into the core.

These grasses thrive under the water of dew, which is the miracle of life in nature.

It seems ordinary and ordinary, but when you calm down and observe carefully, you will be shocked by these lives.

"Well, Tsunade-sama!" Shizune felt that she was also drunk.

His brain was foggy, his limbs were somewhat out of control of his brain, and his curled-up legs were twisting uncomfortably.

A hand grabbed Qianye's clothes in the dark, and the smell of lemon-scented laundry detergent and sunshine was reassuring.

Shizune grabbed her clothes and covered her lips, the fragrance of lemon and the cleanliness of sunlight entered her nostrils.

In a daze, she felt that the Godaime Hokage was also in the closet, accompanying her.

'Hokage-sama...Tsunade-sama...Hokage-sama!' Shizune murmured the honorific names of Qianye and Tsunade in her heart, while slowly lowering her other hand.

"Qianye, Qianye!!!" Tsunade's face flushed, and the tingling sensation that hit the depths of her soul made her body suddenly straighten, and two white jade-like lotus-rooted arms were wrapped tightly around Qianye's back.

The ground hugged Qianye with all his strength, as if he wanted to merge into one.

A few seconds later, Tsunade's jade body nestled softly and weakly in Qianye's arms. She looked at Qianye with fascinated eyes and exhaled like a blue breath:

"Qianye, it's so comfortable, I like it very much."

There was a faint smell very similar to musk in the room.

Shizune listened to Tsunade's murmur outside the closet, and a feeling that was difficult to describe in words swept over her like an electric shock.

'Hokage-sama... Tsunade-sama... ugh!!'

She clutched Qianye's clothes tightly and gritted her teeth, fearing that she would make a sound and be heard by Tsunade outside.

Because of too much exertion, the joints were white and painful.

But Shizune couldn't feel this pain.

At this time, her body curled up in the dark closet began to twitch slightly uncontrollably.

A touch stronger than before swept through Shizune's body, reaching deep into her soul, leaving an indelible mark.

She leaned softly on the cold wooden board, staring blankly at the dim wardrobe, her mind went blank, and her soul still lingered in the long aftertaste.

I don't know how long it took before Shizune felt wet underneath her body.

Her pants and the clothes in Qianye's wardrobe were all wet.

Shizune, who was so dizzy, no longer cared about how these clothes were wet.

She slowly raised her arm sandwiched between her legs, stretched it out in front of her lips, lightly opened her pink and moist lips, bit her index finger gently, and was alone in this narrow space reminiscing about the tidal wave that just swept through her.

The flavor of the whole body.

This feeling is so good.

The feeling that Tsunade-sama and Hokage-sama are by my side makes me really want time to stand still at this moment forever.

Shizune held her index finger in her mouth, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and laughed silently.

Outside the wardrobe.

The image of Shizune huddled in the closet flashed across Qianye's pupils. Because the environment was too dim, he could only see a rough outline.

'This child Shizune must also want to see her Tsunade-sama closer.'

Qianye turned off the telescope technique, hugged Tsunade with one hand, and gently stroked her long golden hair with the other hand. The golden hair fell down the gaps between her fingertips, and her voice was gentle:

"Sister Tsunade, let's change places first. You see the quilt is all wet."

Tsunade's cheeks suddenly turned red, like burning clouds in the sky at dusk.

"It's all...it's all your fault! Use fire escape to dry it out!"

"Yes, yes," Qianye said in Tsunade's ear: "Actually, I really like the way Tsunade-san looked just now."

"Well... I understand, then I will follow what you said, first..." Tsunade's eyes wandered, her voice became lower and lower, and she finally bit Qianye's shoulder: "Change first.

place."

Qianye picked up Tsunade, turned his thoughts, and summoned a fist-sized fireball suspended in the air.

This scorching fireball emitted astonishing heat, baking the quilt that was mostly soaked.

Qianye just carried Tsunade to the closet and put her down.

Tsunade put her heels on her heels, held Qianye's neck with her lotus-rooted arms, lightly stepped on the ground with her nutmeg-like jade fingers, and asked in confusion:

"Didn't you say you want to change places?"

'Huh? Why is Tsunade-sama's voice so close?' Tsunade's voice brought Shizune, who was wandering from the world, back to reality.

She was confused and didn't understand why Tsunade's voice was so close.

It's as if...it was posted on the wardrobe.

How is this possible? She must be overthinking it!

But let’s take a look at it quietly.

Shizune looked out along the gap.

The bed is empty, no one is there?!

Where are the Hokage-sama and Tsunade-sama?

not......

A thought that made Shizune's hair stand on end emerged, and her eyes quietly drifted to the side.

Tsunade's long ivory-white legs came into view.

At this distance, every detail is visible.

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Shizune's heart suddenly started beating wildly.

Tsunade-sama and Hokage-sama are outside the closet, that's not good!

Very bad!

At this distance, any movement will definitely be noticed!

The needle-pricking feeling on the back came like a wave after a wave, intending to engulf the shore made of Shizune's reason.

Along with it comes an ultimate thrill that cannot be described in words.

Under the influence of these dual emotions, Shizune felt that her muscles were about to spasm!

'Tsunade-sama, you can't be here...someone come and save me!'

The joys and sorrows between people are not the same.

The cabinet door separates the space into two different worlds.

Shizune's nervousness and uneasiness had nothing to do with the two people outside.

Qianye's eyes were clear and translucent, like a clear blue wave, and his smile was gentle and warm, like the warm sun in the cold winter: "Sister Tsunade, this is it."

"Ah, this...here?!" Tsunade's poor knowledge system could not allow her to figure out what to do in a place like this.

"Do you need to lie on the floor?" Tsunade asked, suppressing her shame.

"I'll teach Sister Tsunade." Qianye taught by words and deeds.

Under Qianye's guidance, Tsunade quickly understood the most appropriate approach in this environment.

She rested her hands on the wardrobe, her golden hair hanging down, and the silver-white moonlight reflected on Tsunade's ivory-white back and jade legs.

"Sister Tsunade, go a little further to the side. It's too close to the fire ball here. It's so hot."

"Qian...Qianye, is this really...really okay?" Tsunade took two steps and asked tremblingly.

This look is really...too shameful.

"Don't worry, Sister Tsunade, leave everything to me." Qianye supported Tsunade's delicate and tight waist to prevent her feet from falling to the ground later.
To be continued...