"Am I very verbose?" Hinata blushed slightly, and uneasily stretched out her hand to press the hem of her skirt that was not swaying.

She rarely wears skirts on weekdays. The frivolous night breeze blows into her thighs, which makes her feel uncomfortable. In contrast, she prefers to wear light pants.

The moon hung high in the night sky, emitting a faint silver light. I wonder if it was due to the upcoming heavy rain, but Konoha was enveloped in a sultry atmosphere.

"No way." Naruto was in a daze.

Somehow, he suddenly remembered what happened a few years ago. After the bathroom incident, Hinata unexpectedly took the initiative to find him.

At the entrance, under the bright yellow light.

That was the only time she confided in him, but the short-haired girl who mustered up the courage to confess her love suddenly grew long hair again.

Thinking about that, Naruto suddenly felt strange in his heart. He couldn't seal the master of the bathroom, but he could also seal the master of the entrance hall.

Putting aside the messy thoughts in his mind, he looked at Hinata, only to find that Hinata was also looking at him. After being discovered, he turned away embarrassedly.

Naruto grew bigger and bigger, and his facial contours became more distinct. His eyes were deep, and when he smiled, he had the power to confuse people even before he opened his mouth.

Those clear eyes are naturally clean, and he is simply a born liar. No matter what he says, he seems to be able to gain the trust of the other party.

He smiled, put his hand on Hinata's shoulder, hugged her, and asked a random topic.

"Have you prepared Shikamaru's wedding gift?"

"Huh?"

"What did you give me?"

"A set of furniture." Hinata said quietly.

Although the words were low-key, Naruto's eyelids twitched. With the background of the Hyuga clan, the furniture he took out was definitely not ordinary goods that can be bought with money in the market.

"What did you give me?" Hinata glanced at him with a blushing face and asked in a low voice.

"Me? Hmm." He was embarrassed to say that he and Inuzuka Kiba packed a handicraft together, although Shikamaru wouldn't care.

After all, it was more or less just a thought. This was just a private gift between their friends. The human relations between the rich families did not involve a few people for the time being.

For example, there is only one clan leader in the whole clan. It would be embarrassing to mention it. Even someone as shameless as Naruto would be embarrassed to mention that he is the clan leader all the time.

"The revitalization of the family depends on you, Hinata." He said shamelessly.

"Ah?" Hinata was a little confused. After she realized what she was doing, she immediately blushed and looked cute. She bit her lower lip and said yes.

He felt a little distraught at the sound of "well deserved". Hinata was so well-behaved. He even thought that if Hinata didn't have access control, he could trick her into going home tonight.

But Hinata is from a wealthy family. Even if Hinata and Hinata are not satisfied with Hinata, she is her daughter after all. She cannot watch being fucked by a pig in vain.

"Why didn't you just refuse and then agreed?" Naruto pinched her face, and his heart skipped a beat. It was a bit too exciting to pinch the eldest princess of the Hinata family.

And she doesn't resist no matter how hard she pinches her. At most, the corners of her mouth will wrinkle occasionally.

"Well" Hinata felt a little pain, but she still held it back, "Then do I want to refuse?"

"Of course not, I'm just saying casually." Naruto said, his hands gradually moved down from his shoulders and clasped them on his waist.

The two of them haven't walked out of the dark place, they are still shrouded in darkness. The street lights in front and behind are far apart, and they can't see anyone standing on the roadside at all. They can only see two black figures leaning against each other.

"Yeah" Hinata hid a little uneasily, her heart beating fast.

In her opinion, Naruto's hands were very beautiful. Every time those slender hands stretched out to approach her, her face would always feel like it was on fire.

For some reason, Hinata always felt that when all the joints of his hands were stretched out, the raised veins and conspicuous wrist bones had an inexplicable rugged sexiness unique to men.

Occasionally she would dream about those hands when she was sleeping. Although she couldn't see the face clearly in the dream, her memory of those hands was extremely clear. She could be sure it was him after just one glance.

Although she was a little shy in the dream, she could not move her body. She could only watch those slender and sexy hands slowly roaming her body, like the lust between lovers.

After waking up, it was just a dream. The white tent swayed slightly in the afternoon sun. It took me a long time to recover.

"What's wrong with you?" Naruto noticed that Hinata seemed a little too nervous, and her body was almost stretched.

"It's okay." Hinata groaned, looked up and looked a little flustered, and stammered to cover up, "I, I just."

"Are you feeling unwell?" He retracted his hand wisely.

".No." Hinata didn't know what to say, her voice was as weak as a mosquito.

"Oh, when will the jounin exam be specific?" Naruto changed the topic calmly. He thought Hinata was afraid and stopped decisively.

Prepare to change the angle and continue to test.

".The day after tomorrow." She replied, her voice a little low.

"The day after tomorrow? Shikamaru's wedding is tomorrow, I'm pressed for time. Do you want to go?" Naruto was a little surprised. There is no accurate time for the Jonin assessment.

Generally, the application is submitted according to the chuunin process, and then reviewed, and finally several people are lined up for the assessment. The time is variable, and you can apply throughout the year.

But it is generally the busiest in summer, and there are fewer people applying in winter.

"Go." Hinata bit her lower lip, as if to tell herself, and said again, "I will go."

Hearing this, Naruto lowered his eyes for a moment. Ino must have been there that day. I couldn't say for sure at the Shura Field, but it was definitely not good for him.

The relationship between Hinata and Ino has gradually become more complicated since they talked things out a few years ago, as if they were separated by a layer of frosted glass. They can't see clearly and can't touch them.

"Oh, okay." He said, touching Hinata's head, "I will go too."

This was originally a nonsense sentence, but after hearing this, Hinata raised her head and glanced at Naruto. She didn't know what Naruto meant and couldn't help but become nervous.

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Although she is usually a bit slow, Hinata is not stupid.

She knew everything she needed to know, including Naruto's attitude, including that Naruto was good to her, but he was also good to Ino. But she was obviously the one who came first, if she had been braver at that time.

Maybe it won’t be like this now?

Ino is also very nice, considerate and generous, and very beautiful. Any boy would like such a person. During that time, Ino seemed to be accompanying him.

He shook his head and threw away all the messy thoughts.

The two of them had already walked to the bright place. Naruto squatted down and picked at a stall with gadgets. He looked up at her and asked.

"Which one do you like?"

"Huh?" Hinata was still distracted. She was asked a question suddenly and her eyes were a little dodgeful.

Looking down, she saw Naruto holding up two cute and cute gadgets. The tips of his fingers were shiny under the lamp, and they were squeezed and filled with blood. After realizing that she was looking at his hands again, Hinata's heart paused again.
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I secretly complained that I was always distracted and thinking about things I shouldn't. As a result, my ears became hot and I was a little overwhelmed.

"Huh?" Naruto smiled, why was this person so distracted when he was with him?

He stood up, reached out and pinched Hinata's face. He felt that Hinata was in such a state that there was no need to continue wandering around. So, he glanced into the distance and said.

"How about going back?"

"Ah?" Hinata lowered her eyes and seemed to be in a low mood.

The word that the little girl said most frequently that night was probably ah. Naruto felt a little numb when he heard it. Could it be that happiness is not only hahaha, but also ahhhh?

"Miss, are you going back? Or should we continue shopping?" Naruto twitched the corners of his lips and looked at Hinata helplessly.

Hinata was probably a little unhappy because of the big lady's shout. She nodded and said nothing more. She seemed to be sulking. When a person is sulking, he doesn't know what to say.

After walking for a long time with my head down, I realized that this was the way home and suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" He also stopped and stretched out his hand.

For no reason, Hinata boldly grabbed his hand. She raised her head slightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"I don't dislike you. You touch me. I just don't know how to say it. On the contrary, I really like Naruto-kun touching me."

"But I can't help it every time. If I make a sound, it will make you think that I am a frivolous person."

Listening to Hinata's aggrieved words, Naruto was confused for a long time. But his hands were faster than his brain, and he had already taken the girl into his arms before he could recover.

"It's fine if you don't hate me." He said, "Actually, I also want to be in contact with you, but every time I'm with you, I'll fall down no matter how hard I struggle."

The words in his mind have not been well organized yet, so even if it is straightforward, he speaks it first. At this time, time is always more effective than delayed gorgeous words.

"Hinata, I like you."

Without any hesitation, and before she could react, Naruto had already leaned over. He put his arm around her waist and tightened it little by little.

Lowering her head and kissing her carefully, Hinata's mind was confused and she suddenly felt a little short of breath and her body felt so soft and hot.

There was no light all around the path, and she thought of the scene in her dream for no reason, and her heart felt even hotter. She snorted, and her lips and teeth pressed closer together.

I don’t know how long it took, but the two finally separated.

Hinata's mind was a little confused, almost going blank. Looking at Naruto, her lips were slightly closed and a little cold, her heart was pounding, and her first kiss was gone.

She was almost being guided, like a young deer following a ferocious wolf as it sank into the thorny forest step by step. She couldn't find the north at all and let her soul wander.

At the same time, an inexplicable thought popped into her mind, why is he so skilled?

This seems to be the common acumen of all girls. Whether they are smart or stupid, their intuition is clear and terrifyingly sharp at this point.

"Naruto-kun, do you often hang out with Ino?"
To be continued...