My Wife is Tsunade Konoha

"Hey? Are you okay?" Haruki took a step forward and supported the trembling Tsunade.

"It's not your fault?" Tsunade complained while bending down and rubbing his ankle.

"It's the reason why you keep a certain posture for a long time." Qingshu squatted in front of her, stretched out her hands, and the green chakra swam around her legs.

"Ah~"

Feeling too numbing and refreshing, Tsunade subconsciously let out a coquettish groan.

When she came back to her senses, her face flushed, and she shouted angrily, "Qingshu!"

"You can't blame me, can you?" Qingshu innocently spread her hands, "I treated you kindly, but you couldn't hold back."

"It's your fault!" At this moment, Tsunade was like a steam princess, with an extreme sense of shame, which made the tips of her ears rosy like blood.

Qingshu was slightly taken aback.

Summer's golden spots slowly bloomed on her cheeks like ripe apples, her beautiful big eyes were full of shyness and dodge, but her whole body exuded a mature style.

"what?"

Seeing his sudden dementia, Tsunade asked involuntarily.

But after such an interruption, her mood managed to regain her composure.

"Tsunade." Haruki murmured, "You are so beautiful."

"Huh?" Tsunade didn't expect him to say such a sentence suddenly, suppressing the smile that emerged from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Don't think that if you praise me, I will forgive you!"

Haruki stretched out her hand to pinch her chin, and said in a serious tone: "I know that I have committed a serious crime, so please Princess Tsunade don't feel sorry for me, punish me as much as you want, destroy the body or torture the soul, let you dispose of it, you can do whatever you want!"

Tsunade's expression gradually changed.

Seeing Qingshu's attitude, she thought that he knew his mistake, but the second half of the sentence revealed the truth, and the more she said it, the more wrong it became.

"Go to hell!"

Tsunade disappeared in front of him, leaving only the word anger.

"Hey, are you willing?"

Qingshu raised his eyebrows, but there was no response.

"You run so fast."

He tidied up his clothes until there was nothing wrong with him, and then came to the classroom where he was teaching.

First grade Class A.

Although school has started for three months, as a teacher, this is the first time he meets his students.

"Hello everyone."

Qingshu tapped on the blackboard, and the lively classroom was immediately attracted by him.

"So handsome!"

A little girl subconsciously exclaimed in the silence.

When she recovered, she quickly covered her face, feeling very embarrassed.

"Good eyesight. What's your name?"

Qingshu looked at the little girl with a pair of red eyes, and had a guess in his heart.

"Xi... the sun is red."

Sunshine smiled.

It really was her.

A relatively rare ninja who specializes in illusion in the original book, and the childhood sweetheart of Asma Sarutobi, the son of the third Hokage.

In many fan novels, she often acts as the heroine or supporting role.

After all, she looks beautiful.

Sarutobi Asma is really miserable.

There are tragic characters everywhere.

"I think some of you have already guessed who I am."

Haruki locked onto Kakashi Hatake in the back row, with white hair and a cold expression, he really caught the eye.

Although there is no Sharingan, but still wearing a black mask.

And beside him is Nohara Lin.

Long brown hair and dark brown pupils, combined with the two purple patterns on the face, are highly recognizable.

"Your teacher who has been missing for three months, Qingshu."

Qingshu picked up the roster, raised his hand to suppress the sudden voice of discussion, and said, "I have read your information, but it is the first time we meet, so I will call the name, please raise your hand if you are called, Hatake Kakashi."

Kakashi froze for a moment, then raised his little hand.

He is actually quite familiar with Qingshu.

At home, Dad Sakumo Hatake often mentioned Qingshu, saying that he had superb medical skills and resourcefulness.

Qingshu nodded and continued to roll the roll without saying anything.

A few minutes later, he put away the roster and said, "Very good, everyone is here except Obito Uchiha."

Unsurprisingly, Obito was late.

Presumably at this time he should be helping the old lady to cross the road.

"Beforehand, I am different from any teacher you know."

Qingshu showed a smile on his face. This time, he not only taught two courses of politics and history, but also a real class teacher, just like Uno Iruka, who is equivalent to the existence of the class teacher.

The courses of Ninja School are mainly in these categories, ninjutsu, taijutsu, individual, group, tactics, and theory.

Today is his first class.

According to the curriculum, it should be a team class.

Just when he was about to speak, Uchiha Obito rushed out of the door.

"Old... teacher, I'm late, you don't need to tell me, I will make you stand."

He was speaking out of breath, and when he noticed it was Qingshu, he immediately froze.

The atmosphere created by Qingshu was immediately destroyed, and the classroom was full of joy.

Obito ignored his classmates' ridicule, he had long been used to it.

But the devil in front of him reminded him of that humiliating night, when his body danced humiliatingly in humiliating clothes to humiliating music.

Since he hadn't seen him for so long, he thought that Qingshu was just trying to scare him by saying that he would become his teacher, but he didn't expect that he would actually come.

When Obito thought of spending eight or nine years under him, he felt a sense of despair.

"What are you laughing at?" Qingshu said in a calm tone, "Does it make you happy to laugh at your classmates?"

The classroom suddenly fell silent.

Obito was a little puzzled, but also a little dazed, he looked at the calm Haruki, and noticed his hidden anger.

"I thought your Class A was the best student in this class, but...you can't even do the most basic respect for people, which really disappoints me."

Qingshu glanced over everyone.

Everyone bowed their heads and remained silent.

Only Obito seemed to have something churning in his heart.

He lost his parents since he was a child and was brought up by his grandmother, but due to various reasons, he became the tail of the crane and was ridiculed by his classmates. Naturally, he didn't get a good face from Uchiha.

The reason why he likes Nohara Lin is because she is the only one waiting for the late self.

"Obito, go sit down, there is no punishment for standing in my class."

"Yes!" Obito said loudly.

He returned to his seat, smiled at Rin Nohara, and glared at Kakashi again.

"idiot!"

Kakashi replied as usual, without even looking at him.

His current interest is in Qingshu, the new teacher. It has to be said that he has already experienced a completely different feeling after meeting him for a while.

"In this case, our first class today, classmate."

Qingshu wrote down the word classmate and said with a smile, "One day in the future, you will understand how precious the classmates you met when you were young are precious treasures, but now, let's start class."

He suddenly understood that what he wanted to teach now was not ideological politics, but ideological and moral character.

Numerous facts prove the importance of ideological education and the three views.

If Qingshu only gave them the dragon slaying technique, one day someone would go astray, and he didn't want to trigger the tradition of Hokage killing masters.

Thank you for the reward and monthly pass from the drunken mortal in love. ps: A chapter of the saved manuscript was lost, and the code was recoded, and the mentality avalanche and split.