Naruto training king

Raindrops hit the window violently, and a cold wind blew on my face, but my consciousness became increasingly blurred.

"Before the Chunin Exams, you go find a chance to talk to Temari. She has lived in Konoha for so many years, don't say I won't give her this chance."

Tsunade's voice had begun to go out of tune, and she didn't know how much her brain had been conquered by alcohol, but it was really difficult for her to still be able to speak such clear words.

"I understand, thank you teacher."

Hinata Kiyomi thought for a while and took out a leftover candy from his pocket.

Lemon flavored.

He stuffed it into Tsunade's hand, and the dinner was over, but the fate of countless people was about to change.

late at night.

Kiyomi left Tsunade's house with an umbrella, turned two intersections and arrived at her destination.

Standing in front of his house, raising his hand to press the doorbell, his intuition told him that someone was watching him.

He thought for a moment, turned around and walked out of the front yard, arriving in front of Temari's house. There was only darkness from the window, and it looked like she had fallen asleep.

Qingsi stood in front of the door holding an umbrella, raised his hand and pressed the doorbell.

After waiting for about three minutes, there was a "click-" sound from the door frame, which seemed extremely abrupt even in the night of heavy rain.

As soon as the door opened, Temari was the first to attack: "What do you want to do if you don't sleep at night?"

Qingmi put away his umbrella and took a step inside: "On the night of July 6, Konoha Sixty-Four, I was undressing and about to fall asleep. The sound of rain disturbed me, making it difficult to fall asleep."

"So you can't sleep, and you won't let me sleep?" Temari put her hands on her hips and raised her eyebrows slightly, seeming helpless.

The beige silk nightgown hung loosely on her body, fully displaying the girl's budding temptation.

"That's right." Qingmi nodded, changed into his slippers and walked inside.

"Oh, okay, okay." Temari sighed, turned around and closed the door, and the two of them walked upstairs together.

There was a new carpet on the second floor, and there were a few pieces of clothing scattered on the sofa, including tight skirts, underwear and a pair of black stockings.

Qingmi raised his eyebrows slightly, picked up the translucent black stockings, turned around and asked, "When did you buy the stockings?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Temari's face turned slightly red, she snatched the black stockings from his hand, and walked towards the bathroom together with the clothes on the sofa.

Qingmi smiled and shook his head, but as soon as he sat down, he seemed to remember something and quickly got up and chased after him.

As soon as he walked to the bathroom door, he saw Temari throwing the clothes she just brought over into the washing machine.

"Temari, stockings cannot be thrown directly into the washing machine..."

"I want you to take care of it!"

Temari closed the lid of the washing machine regardless, as if she was afraid that Qingmi would come over and escape the stockings, so she turned the knob to start the washing machine.

Water began to pour into the washing machine. There were several pots of crabapple flowers on the balcony behind. The raindrops floating in from outside patted the black soil in the pots, and the orange-red flower buds swayed slightly with the night wind.

Seeing that the water was covering her clothes, Temari walked towards him angrily, bumped his shoulders away, and then walked over while wiping her body.

Back in the living room, Temari lay on the sofa, folding her hands on her chest, staring intently at the rain curtain outside the window.

Qingmi leaned over and bent down to look down at her.

Seeing that she was not looking at him, Qingsi sat down next to her and put his left hand on the sofa pillow above her head.

Qingmi stretched out his hand to lift her bangs and put his face close to her. From this distance, he could even see the tiny fuzz on her cheeks.

"Pervert, stay away from me."

Although she said this, Temari's butt moved into the sofa to make some room for him.

Qingmi held her left hand and played with it carefully, like a child seeing a new toy, his eyes seemed to be shining.

"If you buy stockings, are you wearing them to show me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the person in his arms was breathing obviously erratically: "What are you thinking about?"

Qingsi suppressed a smile, passed his left hand under her neck, and pulled her into his arms: "It's so easy to guess your thoughts. The carpet and stockings are clearly meant for me."

However, Temari didn't answer him. Instead, she pinched her nose and began to change the subject abruptly: "Where does the smell of alcohol come from on your body? It stinks so much."

"I just ate at the teacher's place, maybe I got some on my clothes."

Qingmi took his hands out and took off his shirt neatly, revealing his muscular body.

Following his movements, Temari became visibly flustered: "What do you want to do?"

"Don't you find it smelly?" Qingmi blinked, innocently, as if he was asking her a question.

Looking at Kiyomi, who was about the same age as her, Temari suddenly realized that his actual age was two years younger than her.

She is sixteen, but Qingsi will not turn fourteen for another two months.

Maybe... I really think too much?

So Temari pretended to be calm, lay back directly, and even touched his chest muscles: "Kid, don't be too arrogant."

But before her hand could be withdrawn, Qingmi pinched it: "I won't go to the hospital to work tomorrow."

"Then what do you want to do?" Temari asked casually.

"Of course I'm taking the Chunin Exam. I've already submitted the registration form."

As soon as he said the four big words "Chunin Exam", he could feel the person in his arms tremble slightly.

Sure enough... Luo Sha's people have already found Temari.

This kind of close contact, any of her movements can be clearly sensed, but Temari was obviously a little panicked and did not notice that she had been exposed.

"We have only graduated for a year, and we are going to take the Chunin Exam now?"

"What? Do you think we don't have the strength?"

Hearing this, Temari was speechless: "Okay, okay."

After that, the room fell into silence again.

Temari was hesitating, and Kiyomi was also hesitating.

He hoped that Temari would take the initiative to tell the matter about Luosha. If she didn't do so, there would be only one end waiting for Temari-rbq.

Of course, this is an exaggeration.

Konoha will not tolerate an enemy living freely in Konoha like before, so Kiyomi can only temporarily lock Temari up at home. But people are locked up at home, and they still have a good impression of each other, what else can't happen?

Then wait for at least one year, at most two years, and after you have the strength to pass the Konoha copy without injury, you can release people.

"Gu~"

The abrupt sound broke the silence of the night.

Qingmi looked up at the clock on the wall, and the hands were already pointing to the early morning.

"It's so late, why don't you go to bed quickly!" Temari sat up, put her hands on her hips, and glared.

"Can you sleep like this?" Qingmi glanced at him strangely.

As if she was a little scared by his look, Temari folded her hands in front of her chest and snorted: "It's you who can't sleep, not me."

"Okay, okay."

Qingmi nodded, stood up from the sofa, and then turned into the kitchen.

Heat the pan, heat the oil, and fry the eggs.

Add water, season, and cook the noodles.

Temari was still chasing him away just now, but when she saw him walk into the kitchen, she was silent again.

Behind her was the sound of raindrops hitting the glass, and in front of her was the sound of bubbles bursting out of the boiling water, and a mist rose.

If... this kind of life could continue forever.

"Here."

Kiyomi placed a bowl of clear soup noodles on the table, and looked at her beautiful face: "Are you touched?"

"If you didn't say that." Temari curled her lips, showing a little disdain on her face.

Kiyomi supported her chin with her hand, and her clear and transparent eyes were full of smiles: "Then is there any reward?"

"Hehe, you pervert."

Tetari rolled her eyes, and her legs under the table straightened.

Generally speaking, when asking someone to do something, you have to take the risk on yourself. At this time, Kiyomi just needs to take the initiative to reach out.

But he didn't do that, but stood up instead.

"What are you going to do?"

"Go to the toilet."

After saying this, he walked towards the bathroom without looking back.

After a while, Kiyomi showed a pair of black battle-damaged stockings in front of Temari: "Look, I said don't throw the stockings directly into the washing machine."

Temari bit her lower lip with her white teeth, cut off the noodles that were sent to her mouth, and then raised her head with a disdainful expression.

"Calling you a pervert is really a compliment."

"If you call me a beast in human clothing, that's also a good compliment." Kiyomi nodded seriously.

Temari chuckled, put down her chopsticks, stood up and walked into the bedroom.

About a minute later, she came out and threw a pair of white stockings to Kiyomi. Then she sat sideways and put her two round and smooth thighs in front of him.

Kiyomi accepted the pair of white stockings as if he had found a treasure, but when he was about to put on the stockings for her, Temari twisted her waist and retracted her legs.

"Temari..." He opened his round eyes, as if he had suffered some grievance.

"Haha!"

Temari was unmoved, biting the egg in the bowl, and her white thighs stretched straight under the table. The two jade feet overlapped, and the heels swayed on the carpet, as if provoking.

Kiyomi didn't order much noodles, after all, it was just a midnight snack, so Temari finished it quickly.

She hummed a cheerful song and took the pair of white stockings from him: "Next time."

Kiyomi held the stockings tightly and said seriously: "No, I think this time will do."

"I don't think you can do it."

"I have the confidence to put on the stockings for you."

"You..." Temari paused, holding the stockings in her hand, staring at his eyes tightly.

The look in those eyes was very serious, as if she would not give up until she achieved her goal. Under such gaze, Temari could not help but waver.

Am I playing too much?

The hesitation on her face only flashed, but it was captured by Kiyomi's eyes. The next second, Kiyomi reached out and gently pushed Temari down on the sofa.

Bending down, he touched her right foot, and his fingers reached down and held the heel in his palm.

Put it on his thigh, then picked up a pair of white stockings, put his fingers into the socks to open it, and then rolled it into a ball in a few seconds.

This pair of slender jade feet is never boring. The slender toes are curled up because of the owner's shyness, as if they have turned into jade beads.

But soon, the white sock opening opened, like the legendary Maitreya Buddha's seed bag, taking this playful and cute "evil" in.

After smoothing the wrinkles on the feet, Qingmi pulled the sock opening and continued to move up.

The calf muscles were very tight and elastic, and Qingmi couldn't help but pinch them before he continued to move up with the socks.

Temari subconsciously closed her eyes and curled up slightly, waiting for her body to adapt to this intimate contact.

But soon, his movements came to an abrupt stop.

Temari opened her eyes and looked at him with some confusion, as if asking: Why don't you continue?

Qingmi didn't say anything, but just put a finger into the socks and rubbed the tender flesh on the inside of her thighs.

She was wearing only a beige silk nightgown, which was a short skirt. And Qingmi had touched her knees with the socks, and if she continued to move up, she had to lift her thighs.

Temari closed her eyes and gave the choice completely to Qingmi.

The next second, a gentle but slightly tough voice came from her ears: "Lift it up a little."

At the same time as hearing this voice, Temari's inner anxiety was gradually soothed, and her body moved as the voice commanded.

It has been like this for a long time.

The tougher Hinata Kiyotsugu was, the more at ease Temari felt.

But he was not a domineering person on weekdays, and Temari had never tested the limits of this sense of security.

Beige, embroidered with a pink flower...

Kiyotsugu retracted his gaze, picked up another sock, and put it on for her in the same way.

However, after putting on the socks, he did not play with them, but stretched out his hands to hug her.

One hand gently hugged her waist, and the other hand was placed on her back and patted gently, and the hot and humid breath blew into Temari's ear hole: "This is enough."

Temari opened her eyes, stared at his chin softly, and curled up slightly: "Is this enough?"

Her voice was no longer as fierce as before, just like a kitten.

The night wind blew the white lace curtains, and also blew a few strands of her hair slightly. Her eyes were full of autumn water, as if hiding a trace of desire.

The white cheeks were completely eroded by the crimson clouds, and the red lips were full and moist, slightly opened, exhaling orchids.

Hyuga Kiyotsu suddenly felt a little dry in the mouth: "I regret it again now."

He immediately lowered his head and blocked her lips with his lips to relieve his dry mouth.

Closing his eyes, everything was sweet as a matter of course. Obviously, both of them were novices, but driven by instinct, they were moving towards a more intimate place.

Under the chests tightly pressed together, the two hearts were heating up rapidly.

Fortunately, Hyuga Kiyotsu still had a trace of reason, loosened his hands that were tightly holding her, and pressed on her shoulders to separate the two.

"This is really enough."

After saying this, Kiyotsu's body softened and he hugged her and lay down again.

Motionless, satisfied like a hamster that had stored enough reserves for the winter.

When Temari woke up, it was almost noon the next day.

Last night, she had no strength left, so she let Qingmi carry her in and put her on the bed. After he left, her consciousness gradually blurred with the sound of rain.

After staying in bed for a while, she got up and went into the bathroom to take a shower. After changing her clothes, she took a scroll from the bedside and walked out.

This scroll recorded the deployment of the guard team in Konoha Village under normal conditions. Such important information was placed on the bedside in a fair and square manner.

If any Konoha ninja saw it, Temari would be imprisoned as a spy.

Unfortunately, Qingmi saw it, but did not look at it more.

Temari walked slowly on the streets of Konoha with the scroll, and then came to Ichiraku Ramen and ordered a bowl of char siu noodles.

When the ramen was served, she casually put the scroll on the table and picked up the chopsticks to eat.

I don’t know why, Ichiraku Ramen, which is usually delicious, tastes a bit tasteless now. I always feel a little loss of appetite. Is there something missing?

Temari thought for a moment, raised her head and said, "Uncle Teda, have you ever considered selling some snacks in the ramen shop?"

Tuda put down the rag and bowl in his hand, smiled and said, "In that case, this small ramen shop will be too busy."

"That's true."

After eating, Temari paid the bill, took the scroll and walked towards the forest behind Yingyan Mountain.

Not long after, she saw the target of this trip, the spy of Sand Village.

Seeing Temari coming, the man showed a hint of obvious excitement: "Your Highness Temari."

She threw the scroll in her hand and asked, "This is what you want. Did my father ask you to bring me any words?"

The man immediately stretched out his hands to catch the scroll: "Lord Kazekage has no other explanation."

"What is his plan?" Temari asked again.

"This... I don't know."

"He wants to launch a surprise attack, so I have to be prepared in advance, otherwise, he plans to attack me as well?"

The man's heart tightened: "I really don't know, but you should just take the exam step by step, and I will have a chance to tell you before the action begins."

"Tsk!"

Temari folded her hands in front of her chest with a cold expression.

It was obvious that she was not satisfied.

The atmosphere became more and more silent, and the pressure on the man was getting greater and greater.

Just when he was about to be unable to bear it, Temari suddenly said: "That's it."

As soon as the voice fell, the man was relieved and left here immediately with the information.

Temari stood there, watching Sunagakure's spy disappear into the forest, and then sat down against the tree trunk, crossing her legs and resting her chin on her knees.

In fact, the spy did not tell lies. He really did not know what Temari asked.

After all, he came to Konoha to implement the infiltration plan. Since it was an infiltration, there was a possibility of failure. If it fell into Konoha's hands, wouldn't it mean sending information from a thousand miles away?

However……

Just as the man was about to leave the confines of Konoha Village, a young man wearing a black and white patchwork training uniform suddenly blocked his way.

There are enemies!

Without any hesitation, the man took out a kunai from his arms.

However, the next second, the young man opened his eyes, and huge pressure rushed towards him like a landslide and tsunami.

"White eyes·coercion!"

The attack was with all his strength, and with just one blow, the man immediately lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Hinata Kiyomi walked over and picked up the scroll on the ground, opened it and looked at it carefully.

The information recorded in the scroll is true and not half false.

Kiyomi closed the scroll, threw it on the ground, and then used Byakugan Genjutsu to control his brain.

"Erase the memory related to me. You took this scroll and left the Leaf Village unharmed, without encountering any emergencies."

After implanting the false will, the man got up from the ground, took the scroll and fled towards the Kingdom of Wind without looking back.

Hinata Kiyomi did not modify the contents of the scroll because it was not necessary.

It records the deployment of the security team in Konoha Village under its standing state. However, in order to prepare for the Chunin Exam, the security deployment in Konoha Village has been changed to another similar plan.

That stuff is useful, but not much, and it might even be misleading.

Temari has made her choice.

Qingmi turned around and walked towards the direction of Konoha Village when a sentence suddenly came to his mind.

[Taking the wrong path once is a mistake; taking the wrong path twice is a lack of memory; taking the wrong path three times is not a mistake, but a choice. 】

In the forest.

Temari still maintained that posture, her eyes a little dim: "Why didn't anyone notice?"

If her act of stealing information was discovered, maybe she wouldn't have to suffer this kind of torture in her heart.

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"I found it."

She looked up and saw Hinata Kiyomi standing beside her, leaning on the tree trunk.

The bright midsummer sunshine passed through the dense woods, and large and small round spots illuminated his clean and hearty smile.

The neat and white teeth, the straight and dignified nose, and the gentle and affectionate eyes all describe the beauty of this young man.

Whoosh.

Temari's mood suddenly improved, and the scene from last night flashed through her mind, causing her to lick her lips subconsciously.

I have an appetite...

Wait, what did he just say?

Temari's brain short-circuited, and she took the first step to speak out the questions in her heart: "You...since you found out, why didn't you expose me?"

Qingsi raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes were as clear as crystal clear spring water: "Do you still remember what you asked me that night more than ten days ago?"

After hearing his words, Temari's brain began to work rapidly.

But the memory in my mind seemed to be stuck, always staying on the clip from last night, refusing to move forward.

Temari was a little anxious, her temperature was rising almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed from her white and smooth forehead.

"I...what did I say?"

The breeze blew from the gaps between the bushes, and her delicate hair was blown up, slightly covering her doubtful eyes.

Qingmi smiled and looked at her without saying a word.

Temari stood up from the ground, pursed her lips slightly, stepped forward and took his hand, interlocking their fingers.

There was a hint of crying in the voice, but it seemed to be coquettish: "I can't think of it."

Qingmi stretched out his other free hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead and whispered:

"I said, I give you the right to do whatever you want."

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