Chapter 282 Triple Happiness

   "Orochimaru, the village needs you now."

  The appearance of three generations of hard-hearted words.

   But Orochimaru just calmly said: "Sorry, I still need to study ninjutsu."

   "Isn't the purpose of studying ninjutsu to defeat the enemy and protect the village?" Sandai frowned.

  Orochimaru's vertical pupils looked at him: "No, the purpose of studying ninjutsu is to know the true meaning of life and why creatures like ninjas exist."

  Three generations are tired.

   He felt that he and Orochimaru were not on the same channel at all.

"Why don't you summon Jiraiya and Tsunade back," Orochimaru said with a look back, "With them here, plus Hatake Sakumo, and Hyuga Wuye, whose strength is growing very fast, Konoha doesn't will lose."

   He sat back again and picked up the file, which probably meant the same thing as sending tea to a guest.

The three generations looked at his back and fell silent, before saying for a while: "Jirai is only looking for his son of fate, and at most he can pass some information to the village, Tsunade her... I don't know where she is, Hatake Sakumo goes out. I can't go to the battlefield because of something, and as for the sun and the night..."

   He took a breath and said slowly: "I can't let him gain more prestige, otherwise the family that has been weakening its influence will come back with him."

  Orochimaru turned around, obviously speechless: "Teacher, what have you done in the past few years, how come you don't even have any ninjas you can use?"

   After that, he asked nonchalantly, "Oh, Rixiang Wuye came back from Daming Mansion?"

  Three generations was embarrassed because of his previous sentence, so he could only take the next sentence: "Yes, he is back, it seems that he wants to go to the battlefield."

   "Those who want to be recalled can't be found, and those who want to go to the battlefield can't be released..."

  Orochimaru's mouth curved into a mean arc: "Teacher, aren't you going to reflect on it yourself?"

  Three generations: "..."

   "Teacher, go back, I don't plan to go to the battlefield again." Orochimaru turned back.

  Three generations were silent for a while before slowly saying, "What do you want?"

  Orochimaru didn't look back at him, but the voice came over slowly: "What if I want day and night?"

"what?"

  Three generations frowned: "You want him? What do you mean?"

   "Do some experiments." Orochimaru said calmly.

  Three generations looked at his back and asked, "What kind of experiment? Do you need me to order him?"

   "You just said let him come to cooperate with my experiment, and the rest don't matter." Orochimaru said.

  Three generations are not at ease at all: "His current strength can no longer be ordered at will. There must be a suitable reason, and I have to use the power of Hokage to issue an executive order."

  Orochimaru's eyes flickered with his back to him: "Anyway, he is also a thorn in your eyes now, why bother so much?"

  Three generations frowned even more: "This is not the same thing, and you are also his teacher, why don't you call me directly?"

  Orochimaru smiled gloomily: "After all, he and I are only teachers in name, so it's not as useful as Hokage orders."

   "He may refuse..." Sandai said.

  Orochimaru still turned his back to him: "If that's the case, wouldn't it just give you an excuse to suppress it?"

  Three generations did not speak for a long time.

  Orochimaru also waited patiently.

   He is very confident in his teacher, no matter how nice he says, but as long as he gives an excuse that it is all for the village, his teacher can do anything.

   "Okay, as long as you promise not to do too much, I will promise you." The three generations still let go.

  Orochimaru laughed hoarsely: "I have a very important research in hand that needs him, and when I finish this experiment, I will go to the battlefield."

  Three generations nodded, turned around and slowly left the laboratory.

   He didn't know what was going on, why his disciples became so weird one by one, and none of them stood with him...

  Why didn't they inherit the will of fire?

   Hokage-sama is puzzled.

  …

   Uchiha Mikoto's room, the dim moonlight fell on three sleeping figures.

  Rixiang Wuye's left and right hands were stretched out under the covers on one side, obviously he had entered the peak of his life.

   Just at a certain moment in the middle of the night, in the silence, a snowman suddenly appeared in the room.

   Seeing the scene of three people walking in front of him, Snowman was obviously a little surprised.

   So, she tilted her head.

  The Cherren hesitated for a while, then knelt down and sat down, first tentatively reaching out and poking at Jiuxinnai's calf.

"Well."

  Xinai muttered, turned over, and her delicate body actually left Wuye's side, leaving a space for one person.

   Snowman's white eyes lit up.

   She gently unbuttoned the waistband, took off her snow-light coat, and then lay on her side in the middle of Wuye and Kushina.

  Xueyu picked up a corner of the soft quilt with her slender hands, turned around, and got into Wuye's quilt.

   A familiar aura suddenly enveloped her body and mind.

  'So warm...I like it...'

   She narrowed her eyes in comfort.

"Ugh…"

   But the next moment Wuye opened his eyes, full of helplessness: "Sister..."

   It was Kaguya of course who came over in the middle of the night and ignored Kushina and Mikoto.

"Um…"

   There was no shame on her face, but she closed her eyes lightly and leaned her head on his shoulder, enjoying it.

  “Swish…”

  Wuye turned around carefully, passed one arm under Kaguya's neck, and put the other hand on her soft waist. With a little force, he hugged Kaguya completely.

   This is the most comfortable hug position on the bed, whether it’s face-to-face or a chest-to-back hug.

   "Call..."

   Every time I hold Kaguya, Wuye always has the feeling of holding a porcelain man.

  Her perfect waist and moving fragrance always made him so excited that he couldn't even raise his desires, and in the end he was left full of love.

   But tonight is more special, because Kushina and Mikoto are lying on both sides, and before going to bed, he also moved his hands for a while...

   "Huhu..."

   Wuye's breathing gradually became faster and faster, and his heartbeat also sped up thumpingly.

"elder sister…"

   His fiery breath sprayed onto Kaguya's delicate and delicate neck skin, creating bursts of blush.

"Um…"

  Kaguya's face was buried in his chest, motionless.

   She already felt his hard abs stretch her tight legs open...

   When the two of them slept alone, she would force him to turn around and hug him from behind, but now there is no room for movement...

   "Today...how did you stop me..."

  Wuye's nose gently breathed in the fragrance of her snowy hair, the corners of her lips were placed on her smooth and slightly hot forehead, slowly sliding down and kissing her tightly closed eyes.

"Well…"

   Kaguya couldn't bear it anymore and hummed in a low voice.

  Wuye's warm lips continued to slide down, kissing his soft face and upturned nose, approaching the place he dreamed of...

   (end of this chapter)