Naruto: Naruto's Uchiha girlfriend is too arrogant

Chapter 441 Lover

"Well……"

A soft sob, thick with nasal tone, escaped Zuo Yue's throat. Her eyes instantly reddened, and glistening tears quickly welled up.

She didn't give Naruto any time to panic or be at a loss after seeing her cry. Before the tears actually rolled down her cheeks, she sniffed sharply, her voice choked with emotion, yet she tried to maintain some "composure" as she spoke reproachfully.

"Idiot... why are you only saying this now...?"

This sentence contains so many emotions—the relief of finally getting a response after a long wait, the grievance brought by the overwhelming happiness, the clumsiness of not knowing how to express love when it is so extreme, and a little bit of unreasonable coquettishness for "delaying" him until now.

She felt as if she were floating on clouds, her feet soft and yielding, everything seeming unreal. The scene she had dreamed of countless times, when it finally arrived in a way far beyond her imagination, brought not only ecstasy but also a dizzying, unreal feeling of fearing she would wake up and find it was all a dream.

Naruto looked at her, her face a mixture of tears and joy, and his heart ached. He disregarded everything else and pressed her for an answer.

"So...did Satsuki agree?"

Satsuki immediately nodded vigorously. "Yes! I agree!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she stopped looking at the gift box containing the white kimono and ignored the dazzling wedding ring. Nothing was more important than the living, breathing person in front of her who was proposing to her.

With a gentle breeze and overflowing joy, she threw herself into Naruto's arms.

She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, buried her face deep in his warm neck, and her body trembled slightly with excitement and happiness.

She no longer suppressed her emotions, letting her scalding tears silently soak his collar, but a happy smile bloomed on her lips.

Naruto was jolted back slightly by the sudden, heartfelt embrace, but he immediately returned the hug without hesitation, holding her tightly. He felt the dampness on her neck and the slight trembling of her body in his arms, and his heart was filled with boundless love and contentment.

After a long while, their emotions calmed down a little, but they still clung tightly to each other, reluctant to part.

"Then... when will we..." Naruto asked in a low voice, his voice still slightly hoarse from excitement, as he awkwardly began to plan for the future.

"We need to hurry!"

Zuo Yue immediately lifted her head from his embrace, her tone resolute and urgent, as if afraid he might change his mind, "Next month! No, half a month from now!"

"Half a month? Isn't that too rushed? There's so much to prepare for a wedding: the venue, the guests, the ceremony... and your white wedding kimono, which might need to be tried on and adjusted, and the ring size..."

"I don't care!" Satsuki rarely showed a bit of childish willfulness. "The sooner the better! I don't want to wait even a day longer!" Heaven knows how long she had been waiting for this day. Every minute and every second of delay was torture for her.

"Okay, okay, as soon as possible." Naruto quickly reassured him, but his mind was already racing. With his connections and resources, half a month wasn't entirely impossible, but...

"But shouldn't we at least give our friends and family time to send out invitations?"

"Kakashi-sensei, Sakura, Shikamaru and the others... my parents-in-law, my mother and father... I need to inform the village about my father's situation beforehand..."

"Oh right, and Gaara too. He'll be so happy to know I'm married."

He began listing the people and things he needed to consider one by one, his tone earnest, but his lack of experience made it sound somewhat disorganized.

"There's definitely no problem with Mom! She's been looking forward to it for ages!"

Satsuki immediately chimed in, a shy blush rising on her face at the mention of Mikoto, but more than anything, anticipation. "Dad...Dad won't object. As for Kakashi and the others..." She paused, then muttered softly, "I'll write the invitations tonight! I'll have the ninja cats deliver them first thing tomorrow morning!"

"Tonight?" Isn't that a bit too rushed? And the style of the invitations... ah, and the wedding ceremony itself—a traditional Shinto ceremony, or somewhere else? Where do you want to go for our honeymoon? Shouldn't we discuss these things first?"

He bombarded him with a series of questions, which even gave him a bit of a headache, but he found it incredibly cute to see Zuo Yue frowning slightly as she pondered these specific questions, yet still looking very interested.

"The format...must be the traditional Shinto ritual!"

Satsuki didn't hesitate. This was a scene she had imagined countless times. "At the shrine in Konoha, the biggest one! Honeymoon... anywhere is fine for the honeymoon, as long as Naruto is there..." Her voice grew softer and softer, and her cheeks turned even redder.

"Then... the wedding budget?" Naruto's lips twitched as he thought about Kakuzu's possible reaction. "I'll take care of that, don't worry."

"And bridesmaids and groomsmen? Kakashi and Sakura?" Satsuki began to seriously consider the candidates.

"As for the best man... Shikamaru? Kiba? Gaara? Besides Sakura, Ino could also be a bridesmaid..." Naruto also started thinking.

And so, in the warm living room, the two of them nestled close together, chatting away, clumsily, haphazardly, yet with utmost seriousness and happiness, planning their upcoming wedding and future, which would belong to just the two of them.

The topics ranged from wedding details to honeymoon destinations, and from the guest list to everyday ideas about married life.

The plan was not perfect, and even a bit far-fetched, but every word and every glance was filled with their deep love for each other and their boundless hope for a shared future.

Finally, the night outside the window completely replaced the afterglow of dusk, and the brilliant Milky Way flowed across the sky. The shimmering starlight shone through the glass window, casting silvery glow on the living room floor.

No one knew how much time had passed—perhaps an hour or two, or perhaps longer. For the two of them, immersed in each other and their future plans, the passage of time lost its meaning.

Naruto and Satsuki remained nestled close together on the sofa, their bodies pressed so tightly together that there was hardly a gap between them.

From discussing the wedding date and format, to debating the guest list and honeymoon destination, to imagining the trivial details of married life... the topics jumped around and went on and on, and every idea became vivid and concrete because of the other person's participation.

However, after a prolonged period of intense mental excitement and intimate physical contact, a restless heat began to quietly grow and spread between their pressed bodies.

It wasn't caused by external temperature, but rather a physiological reaction that arose from the depths of the heart, fueled by the intertwining and fermentation of love, happiness, and longing for each other.

For them, the other's body temperature and breath were the most potent stimulants. They pressed themselves together without reservation, feeling each other's heartbeats and breaths, discussing their impending marriage and the complete fusion of body and soul... their bodies would honestly respond to this surge of emotion.

Gradually, sleepiness did not come as usual; instead, a thicker mixture of drowsiness and alertness took its place.

The pace of the discussion unconsciously slowed down, with more breathy sounds and brief pauses between words.

Naruto lowered his head slightly, wanting to see if Sasuke in his arms was tired, but he met her raised eyes.

Zuo Yue's face was dazed. Her usually cold features appeared particularly soft under the gentle starlight and warm indoor light, and her dark eyes were full of confusion and dependence.

And Naruto himself, in Sasuke's eyes, is probably a similar figure.

Her golden hair was slightly disheveled, her azure eyes were deep from gazing at her for so long, and her face could not hide the faint heat ignited by the intimate contact and affection.

"Let's go back to the room..." Naruto said softly, his voice slightly hoarse with emotion.

However, he had not finished speaking.

"Hmm..."

Satsuki tilted her head back and, with a force that was both urgent and gentle, kissed his lips.

It wasn't a fleeting touch, but a deep and lingering kiss, filled with the happiness accumulated throughout the night, a longing and a desire to possess.

She wrapped her arms tighter, as if she wanted to completely sacrifice herself to the kiss.

Naruto responded without hesitation.

He tightened his arms, pulling the soft body in his embrace even closer, and lowered his head to deepen the kiss.

Now, after countless intimate encounters and explorations, they are incredibly adept at understanding each other's bodies and reactions.

This kiss was no longer the initial awkwardness and tentative exploration, but a response full of tacit understanding.

The air seemed to be ablaze, filled with an intense, overwhelming love. The temperature rose silently, and the pounding of heartbeats amplified in our ears.

After a brief pause in their kiss, their foreheads touched, their breaths mingling, both slightly unsteady on their feet.

Naruto tried to help Satsuki up, but found that her whole body was limp and she had lost all strength to support herself. She just clung to him more tightly, buried her cheek in his neck, and gently rubbed against him, making soft, satisfied moans.

She clearly didn't want to, and didn't have the strength to, walk on her own. She just wanted to hang on to him like this, to be carried by him, to go anywhere.

Sensing Satsuki's complete reliance and silent invitation, Naruto's heart was instantly filled with tenderness and longing.

The next moment, he used his arms steadily and forcefully lifted Zuo Yue up in a standard princess carry.

Zuo Yue didn't make a sound, but subconsciously hugged his neck tighter and buried her face deeper into his chest without struggling at all.

Naruto held her in his arms, feeling her light yet incredibly real weight, feeling the warmth of her body through her clothes and her slight trembling, and steadily walked towards the bedroom.

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(I've made myself sound cheesy again...)