But...
"Hmph~"
"Mm~"
Tsunade let out a little whimper, then put on a pitiful look.
"Yin, you don't love me anymore. You even hit me."
Her face looked pitiful, but she couldn't help lifting her backside.
Tsunade might act like a bold, carefree queen in public, but at home, she had learned to play a part.
And she was rather good at it.
Could you imagine Tsunade looking so pitiful, as though someone had bullied her? The sight stirred a fire in Uchiha Yin.
Just as he was about to make his next move, Tsunade nimbly dodged away.
A teasing smile spread across her face. She was pleased with his reaction; it meant she was no less attractive to him than before.
"All right, enough fooling around. I'm not planning to skip dinner." Tsunade gently tucked her hair behind her ear.
She was keeping Uchiha Yin in suspense and punishing him a little at the same time.
Of course, it was harmless. Otherwise, she would never have done it.
"All right, then. Where are we eating?" Uchiha Yin understood what she meant. A wicked grin spread across his face.
She wasn't planning to skip dinner. That meant once dinner was over, they could carry on.
"Eat out? I was thinking of cooking myself." Tsunade sounded eager to try.
"Uh, well... I think eating out would be better." A little cold sweat appeared on Uchiha Yin's forehead.
"What's that supposed to mean? You make it sound like my cooking is awful." Displeasure showed on Tsunade's face.
"What you cook isn't food. It's... something else. I still remember those poor little animals that died..." Uchiha Yin said with a mournful look.
Among the women, Tsunade's cooking ability was truly in a class of its own.
Not because it tasted good, of course.