Uchiha Yin soon came back carrying several bottles of juice and some paper cups.
As he walked in, he caught Tsunade grinning wickedly while grabbing Mikoto's breasts. Kushina watched from the side, seemingly cheering them both on.
The sight was far too exciting.
Uchiha Yin sat down beside Kushina.
The moment he did, Kushina pinched his waist.
It did not hurt—she had barely used any force—but it left Uchiha Yin puzzled. Had he done something wrong?
"Pervert." Kushina pointed at the little Yin standing at attention.
"If seeing you two like that didn't get a reaction out of me, you'd have to worry about your happiness in the future."
Uchiha Yin laughed, sounding utterly unconcerned.
Then, smiling, he guided Kushina's hand onto his little Yin.
"Ah." Kushina let out a soft gasp as Uchiha Yin took her hand and pressed it against something hot.
The moment Kushina's hand touched him, a thrill shot through Uchiha Yin like electricity racing through his whole body.
"What are you doing, Yin?" Kushina whispered, her cheeks burning.
At the same time, a tingling sensation spread through her body.
She tried to pull her hand back, but Uchiha Yin held it firmly in place.
"Kushina, he's pretty worked up right now. Could you help me calm him down?"
Uchiha Yin leaned close to Kushina's ear, brushed against her earlobe, and spoke softly.
"We can't! Mikoto and Tsunade are still here." Kushina sounded startled.
"I know. That's why you can use your hand. The hot spring water is milky white—no one will see," Uchiha Yin coaxed.
As he spoke, Uchiha Yin pressed Kushina's hand against his shaft and gently moved it.
Kushina's face turned bright red. She followed his rhythm, and even after he took his hand away, she kept going.
Kushina's small, delicate hand gave