Traveling through Naruto: I am Haruno Sakura

Chapter 518 Shikamaru Extra (12)

Shikamaru subconsciously wanted to avoid Sakura's sight, but for some reason, his body was completely out of control. He swallowed hard, and a dry sound came from his throat.

"Cough cough..."

Finally, after a moment's stalemate, Shikamaru could no longer bear this awkward atmosphere and slowly lowered his head, not daring to look directly into the burning gaze in the mirror.

At the same time, a hot current quickly rushed to Shikamaru's cheeks, dyeing his already slightly pale face crimson.

He secretly regretted his loss of composure and kept cursing himself in his heart for being so disappointing. But no matter how hard he tried, that strange feeling always lingered in his heart and took a long time to go away.

Shikamaru's innocent reaction was as shy and cute as a flower blooming in spring, which really pleased Sakura.

Sakura was stunned at first, but then she couldn't help but burst out laughing as if her funny bone had been tickled.

The laughter was clear and pleasant, like the sound of a yellow oriole singing in a valley, echoing in the quiet room.

With cheerful laughter, Sakura slowly stretched out her right hand, which was as white and delicate as mutton-fat jade, and gently placed it on Shikamaru's cheek.

Her fingertips gently stroked his warm skin, as if she was feeling a different kind of tenderness and intimacy.

"Why aren't you used to it yet?" Sakura asked coquettishly, her voice as gentle as the breeze blowing across the lake, creating ripples.

Shikamaru's eyes darkened at this moment. Deep in his originally clear and bright eyes, there was now a trace of indescribable emotion.

He slowly raised his left hand and carefully covered Sakura's hand, the movement gentle but firm.

Then, Shikamaru turned his head slightly and put his face close to Sakura's ear. The hot breath he exhaled was like a warm current, gently blowing Sakura's sensitive earlobe.

At this moment, his tone was no longer as casual as usual, but rather carried a hint of danger: "You know... I am... "

However, at this moment, a sudden voice broke the ambiguous atmosphere—— "Sorry!"

It turned out that the door of this lounge was not completely closed, but was just ajar.

Hinata originally planned to talk to Sakura about something, and heard that she seemed to have returned to the lounge. The door was not closed, so she pushed it open and saw Shikamaru clinging to Sakura at a glance.

And from the reflection in the mirror, you can clearly see the slightly flushed cheeks of the two people and the erotic atmosphere around them.

This atmosphere was like a layer of gauze, gently brushing against their skin, bringing a slightly itchy feeling, making people's heartbeats speed up and their breathing quicken.

Sakura subconsciously hid in Shikamaru's arms. After adjusting herself, she looked at Hinata gently and asked, "It's okay... What's wrong?"

After all, Hinata rarely behaves so rudely, so she must have something to ask me.

Hinata's pretty face flushed slightly, and she lowered her head silently, as if she didn't dare to look directly into the eyes of the person in front of her. She seemed a little nervous and uneasy.

After a while, she finally mustered up the courage and whispered in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "That..."

However, the following words seemed to be stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter them.