It was only after Ayari and the child fell asleep that she came out of the room.
It was getting dark, and Kushina was still waiting for him in the living room. She really ignored him and went to the front yard alone to handle the remaining work.
At this time, the clan area was much quieter, the staff had all retired, and only Samyi was still here to accompany Zhen.
The night outside was getting darker and darker, and Samyi sat on the chair nearby and was so sleepy that he almost fell asleep.
A sudden sound of footsteps woke up the drowsy Samui. She looked up and saw that a servant had brought tea and snacks. She was slightly startled because the person who came was not Ayano.
"Samyi, you can go back." The real voice also sounded at this time.
"Okay, my lord."
Samyi bowed, turned around and retreated. When he walked to the door, he couldn't help but look sideways at the red-haired woman standing next to him.
The office was still very quiet, and Kushina didn't dare to disturb Zhen at work. She put the tea on the table and stood aside silently.
After reviewing the last document, he stretched out for a long time, and a pair of delicate hands reached out at the right moment to gently massage his shoulders.
This woman is quite discerning.
I was really thinking to myself, leaning on the chair with my eyes closed and enjoying her massage. From my shoulders to the top of my head, I felt the cool touch of her slender fingers passing through my hair and touching my scalp.
"Really..." Kushina, who was standing behind, couldn't help but take the initiative to speak while looking at Zhen who was concentrating with his eyes closed.
"Um."
"You... promised me before that you would make sure that Minato and I were safe."
"Isn't he okay now?"
"Minato is being imprisoned now."
Kushina was a little anxious.
Zhen said: "He is still a criminal, and it is normal to be imprisoned."
Kushina asked again: "Minato will not suffer any punishment, right? How long will it take before he is released?"
She spoke urgently and stopped massaging her hands.
Zhen took one of her palms in his hand and rubbed it gently. Her hands were soft and white, and her fingers were slender, making it very comfortable to touch.
Kushina just twitched symbolically, then suppressed her nausea and let him grab her hand.
Zhen said slowly: "Now the village is in dire straits, and there are many more important things that need to be dealt with. After a period of time passes, and the villagers no longer talk about this matter, we can let him out.
"
Shin didn't give an exact time, which made Kushina unable to feel at ease. She wanted to continue asking, but she was suddenly pulled into his arms by Shin, and she sat on his lap.
The office was very quiet, there were only the two of them here, and from time to time there was a small rustling sound.
Because of the cold weather, my hands were really cold, even colder than hers. It was bone-chilling and cold enough to make people shiver.
Kushina didn't want to do this. She grabbed Zhen's wrist tightly and looked at him aggrievedly and stubbornly.
Zhen Zhen snorted coldly when he saw this, but he didn't panic and slowly stretched out his hand to sort out the files on the desktop.
This left Kushina at a loss as to what to do, whether sitting on his lap or getting up.
"Really..." She finally gave in and spoke in a pleading voice.
"Really, Minato's matter..."
Shinori said: "I have already said what needs to be said, Kushina, one cannot be greedy. If I had not saved him, he would have died in the hands of the first and second generation Hokages."
He said slowly: "No matter what kind of torture Minato suffered, it was the end he deserved."
These words made Kushina instantly anxious. What she was most afraid of now was what kind of terrible punishment Minato would suffer in prison.
"Really, please don't do this to Minato, his injuries haven't fully healed yet!"
As she spoke, she took the initiative to grab Zhen's arm, but Zhen avoided her.
The other party has firmly grasped her weak point.
Kushina struggled for a while while looking at him, and then she took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck, pressing closer to him.
"Please...please." She pretended to look pitiful this time, which made Zhen Zhen couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Kushina, if Minato sees you like this, I don't know what he will think."
Kushina's face turned pale when she heard this, and she reluctantly smiled a few times.
How is it possible for Minato to see him like this!
It's better to just let her die!
She has been threatened by this person more than once, and her heart is a little numb to this kind of thing. The only bottom line is not to be known by Minato.
She had been mentally prepared when Kakashi took the initiative to find her. This Hinata would definitely not let her go in the future.
At least you have to leave yourself a clean body for Minato!
At least...at least...
She looked at Zhen who was sitting there, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth suddenly looked like a devilish smile in her eyes.
She remembered that this bastard seemed to be going to be Hokage soon, probably right, Minato had reached this point now, and this guy had no competition in the village.
Kushina remembered that she had told Minato that she wanted to be the Hokage's wife...
The current situation makes it impossible for her to think about the past with a calm mind. Every bit of the past with Minato has become something that may be lost at any time. She is afraid of this, so she can only walk towards the darkness and the abyss desperately,
To protect the fragile and helpless flames that belonged to her and Minato.
Kushina took the initiative to get close to Makoto's ear and whispered in a low voice: "Masama, can't you help me?"
Fortunately, she got a response: "It depends on your performance."
There was a sense of success in the other party's voice. He coveted his own body, but every time he stopped at the critical moment and let her peel off her shell layer by layer, give it away, dedicate it, and go to it.
Practice yourself.
She felt extremely sad, humiliated, and shy.
She was like a bat hanging upside down at the entrance of a cave, an immigrant hiding in the mountains, violated, discovered, helpless, and without complaint, with an animal sipping her core in small mouths... The horror and softness of the exposure were unbearable.