The domineering Uchiha drove the Third Hokage mad!

Chapter 341 Lord Sanfeng, so fast!

As night deepened, Uchiha Mitsunori suffered from insomnia.

The scene from the daytime kept replaying in his mind: Yamanaka Ino wearing a V-neck secretary's uniform, her arm around his neck.

A beautiful appearance is a dime a dozen, but an interesting soul is one in a million.

Uchiha Mitsunori gazed at the distant starry sky and murmured softly.

Today, Yamanaka Ino's initiative and boldness broke his preconceived notions about "secretaries," and this "interesting" aspect truly caught his eye.

It was precisely because of this attraction that he deliberately kept his distance, hoping that this fun could last longer.

Uchiha San leaned back in his chair, trying to calm his agitated emotions, but even his sleepiness vanished without a trace.

He walked to the window, activated his Divine Eye, but his gaze inadvertently swept over Kurama Yakumo's residence.

In the scene, Yakumo Kurama is sitting in front of a dressing table combing her long hair. Soft light falls on her face, making her look exceptionally gentle.

She picked up the photo frame on the table and gently ran her fingers over one of his photos.

As Uchiha Mitsunori watched this scene, a thought suddenly came to mind.

He may have overlooked the girl who always stood quietly in the corner, following him with gentle eyes.

Without much hesitation, he flashed and instantly appeared in front of Kurama Yakumo's house.

In the darkness, dressed in dark casual clothes, he gently knocked on the wooden door.

Hearing the knocking, Yakumo inside the house was taken aback. Why would someone be knocking at this hour?

She walked to the door in confusion, and when she looked through the peephole, her pupils dilated instantly.

Standing outside the door was none other than Lord Sanfeng!

She hurriedly straightened her pajamas, took several deep breaths, and then gently opened the door.

"Lord Mimine, what brings you here? Is there some official business to discuss?"

Seeing her flustered expression, Uchiha Mitsumine smiled slightly: "Yakumo, I know how you feel, so I specially made time to go out for a walk with you!"

Kurama Yakumo's cheeks were flushed as if by the sunset, even the tips of her ears were pink, and her heart was pounding as if it would burst out of her chest.

"Lord Mitsumine, I... I'll go change my clothes! Please wait for me a moment, I'll be right back!"

After realizing what had happened, Yakumo Kurama, like a startled deer, turned and ran back to her room, opened her wardrobe, and searched for her prettiest clothes.

She chose a light blue long dress with delicate snowflake patterns embroidered on the hem, and quickly styled her hair into a simple bun.

When she reappeared before Uchiha Mitsunaga, she nervously clasped her hands in front of her and asked softly, "Mitsunaga-sama, is this... is this alright?"

Looking at her attire, Uchiha Mitsunori smiled gently and took her hands in his.

Her small hands were slightly cold and trembling.

"Yakumo, you are actually very beautiful, more beautiful than the moonlight on the snow-capped mountains, so I've decided to take you to a fun place."

Kurama Yakumo felt his body float up and he found himself standing on a vast, white snow-covered mountain.

The cold wind howled past, but there was no chill in it.

Because there was a transparent protective barrier around her, which made her feel warm all over.

"This is the snow mountain of Zuxing. Every year at this time, it is covered in snow, which is very beautiful."

Kurama Yakumo looked at the scene before him, his eyes filled with amazement.

She had never seen such a beautiful snow scene. The snow-capped mountains in the distance shimmered with a faint silver light under the moonlight, and the snow under her feet felt like soft cotton candy.

"This place is really... really beautiful."

Uchiha Mitsunori took her hand, and a black ski appeared beneath his feet: "Yakumo, relax a bit, how about trying tandem skiing? You won't fall, I'll protect you."

Before Kurama Yakumo could answer, he had already lifted her onto the skis.

He stood behind her, his hands slipping under her armpits and gently encircling her waist: "Yakumo, hold my hands tight, we're about to set off."

With a gentle push, Uchiha Mitsunori propelled his skis forward at high speed.

The cold wind howled in his ears, and the snow scene in front of him rushed past. Kurama Yakumo felt both nervous and excited, and couldn't help but let out a small gasp.

She instinctively leaned back, landing right in Uchiha Mitsunori's arms. Feeling his warm body temperature, she instantly felt at ease.

"Lord Mitsumine, so fast!"

"Yakumo, if you're afraid of falling, just hold on tight to me."

Uchiha Mitsumine tightened his arms around her, protecting her even more closely.

As the skis glided across a flat stretch of snow, Uchiha Mitsunori deliberately slowed down so that she could see the surrounding scenery clearly.

Several snow-white rabbits were hiding in the snow, peeking out and looking at them; they were incredibly cute.

After sliding down the mountain, Uchiha Sanfeng, along with Kurama Yakumo, arrived at the lake at the foot of the snow mountain.

The lake was frozen over, like a giant mirror reflecting the starry sky.

He took off his coat and draped it over Kurama Yakumo's shoulders. The coat still carried his body heat, making Kurama Yakumo's cheeks even redder.

"Yakumo, let's go ice skating, it's very easy."

"Sanfeng, am I really stupid?!"

Uchiha Mitsunori took her hand and slowly stepped onto the ice, patiently teaching her to adjust her center of gravity: "Lean forward a little and follow my rhythm."

At first, Yakumo Kurama was quite clumsy and almost fell over all the time. Each time, Mitsumine caught her in time and pulled her into his arms.

Gradually, she became more and more skilled, and could even follow his rhythm and spin on the ice.

Under the moonlight, their figures intertwined, and their clear laughter sounded especially sweet in the snowy night.

As they glided to the center of the lake, Uchiha Mitsunori suddenly stopped and gently wrapped his arms around Yakumo's waist.

"Yakumo, do you know? I've actually noticed you a long time ago."

Kurama Yakumo looked into his eyes: "Lord Mitsumine, I...I like you!"

"Silly girl, if you like someone, just say it. Don't keep it to yourself."

Uchiha Mitsunori gently lifted her chin and lightly kissed her lips.

Kurama Yakumo froze instantly, then closed her eyes and gently responded to him.

Her lips were soft, with a faint milky scent.

Suddenly the surrounding light changed, and the two found themselves in a warm bedroom.

I saw a landscape painting of snow-capped mountains hanging on the wall, and a soft wool blanket.

Kurama Yakumo instantly understood what was about to happen.

Her cheeks were so red they looked like they could bleed, and she gripped her skirt tightly with both hands.

Uchiha Mitsunori gently pulled her into his arms, the delicate fragrance of her hair lingering in his nostrils: "Yakumo, would you like to be my queen?"

Yakumo Kurama nestled in his broad embrace, her voice soft yet firm: "I want to... I dream about it..."

Uchiha Mitsunori looked at the woman in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her. This kiss was more affectionate and passionate than before.

Their breaths quickly intertwined, and their heartbeats resonated with each other at that moment.

Finally, only the sounds of kissing and soft breathing remained...