Chapter 27 Did we win? Shocking! Kaka returns to China to give birth! ...

Last night, after Luna was put into the bedroom by Kaka, she occupied the position at the head of the bed, sitting steadily on Leah's head and slept soundly. Her snoring woke Leah up several times, and her sleep was interrupted many times, so that when Leah woke up in the morning, she was still in a daze. She tossed and turned in bed and finally decided to get up.

She wore Kaka's oversized T-shirt as pajamas. It was a pure white short-sleeved shirt he'd bought back in Brazil. The fabric had become softer after repeated washings, but the collar had also lost its shape. Kaka, reluctant to throw it away, stuffed it into the closet, out of sight and out of mind. Later, when they were cleaning, Leah dug it out and simply wore it as pajamas.

Leah stumbled down the stairs, barely opening her eyes as she headed straight for the kitchen. Sure enough, she found Kaka at the stove, wearing an apron, boiling milk for her. Kaka had insisted on buying the apron yesterday after seeing a sale at the supermarket. In response to questions about why they never cook at home, he argued, "It'll always be useful."

Leah burrowed into Kaka's broad back, her hands traversing her apron, lifting the hems and pressing them against his defined abdominal muscles. She sighed comfortably, "Morning, darling."

Kaka always gets up very early. Every morning he runs around the community to wake himself up, buys breakfast and a newspaper, takes a bath after coming back, feeds Luna cat food and changes the cat litter, waits for him to boil milk, and then goes upstairs to wake up Leah. The two of them have breakfast together, otherwise she will definitely hurriedly eat a few bites of sandwiches in the car and finish.

But today, when he passed by a newsstand near his apartment, he found that there were a lot of people gathered around, so he didn't go to buy a newspaper. He went to a newsstand a little further away and the same thing happened again, which left him puzzled.

Now, not only did I not buy the newspaper, but I also got back late.

The clattering of slippers came closer, and a pair of hands quietly slipped into her clothes, groping around and fiddling around. Kaka hurriedly turned off the fire, not bothering to take her hands off her waist, and quickly led her away from the stove for fear that she would get burned.

"Why are you up so early? I was just about to go up and call you." He bent down and kissed Leah, who was buried in his arms, and then ruthlessly pulled her hand away. It was so early in the morning, it would easily start a fire.

"It's all Luna's fault. She keeps snoring." Leah's eyes were filled with resentment, and she spoke weakly. "You gave her too many snacks. She's almost become like a small truck. Last night, I woke up several times because I couldn't breathe."

In fact, it was not only Luna who snored last night, but also Kaka. He woke up in the middle of the night and found his arm pressed on Leia's chest. She frowned in her sleep and kept trying to push away the iron-like arm, but failed. He was woken up by her arm.

He touched his nose guiltily and changed the subject: "Go wash up and change your clothes, I'll pour out the milk." After that, he kissed Leah's forehead and pushed her upstairs to wash up, thinking that he would buy Luna another toy to make up for his guilt.

When Kaka put the sandwiches and milk on the table, Leah was already sitting at the table in a radiant and beautiful manner. She frowned and drank the milk in one gulp, then took the cup of water handed to her by Kaka and took a few sips to dilute the taste in her mouth. Now that her stomach was full of water, she was no longer in a hurry to eat breakfast.

She flipped through the magazines on the table and asked, "Didn't you buy a newspaper this morning?"

Although she spent more time reading magazines than newspapers, reading the newspaper at breakfast time every day allowed her to catch up on some news she missed on TV. This was also a habit she developed with Matthew when she was at home.

After coming to Italy, Kaka also likes to read sports newspapers during breakfast time. Especially during the transfer period, in addition to being able to grasp the information, he can also see some gossip reports about his teammates, allowing him to tease his good brothers in the team at the first time.

He shook his head, swallowed the last bite of his sandwich and said, "The newsstands were too crowded today. I went to two and they were all empty, so I didn't go to buy anything."

"Maybe there's some big news."

"So many people? Nothing will happen, right?" Leah frowned. "Forget it, let's just order a newspaper and have it delivered to our door. It will be more convenient in the future."

Seeing that it was almost time for work, Kaka first drove Lea to the police station before heading to Milanello alone. Inzaghi had always been earlier than him. When they first moved in, he'd even hitched a ride, smiling from the back seat as they kissed goodbye. But ever since he started dating, he stopped going to work with Kaka. It was hard not to attribute this to the fact that they both woke up later and later...

Kaka got off the highway at the Solbiate Arno exit and drove all the way to the town of Carnago. The Milanello building stood out in front of him. The iconic red and black building made it particularly eye-catching, but what was even more eye-catching was the crowd gathered in front of the base gate.

So many people?

Kaka was startled and quickly checked the time on the dashboard. He was relieved to find that it was not past the training gathering time. He thought that the clock at home had been adjusted wrongly and it was already afternoon.

On training days during the off-season, fans usually choose to come to Milanello after 3 pm to watch training or interact according to the training schedule, but it is not even 3 pm yet, why are there so many people at the base?

He peeked out curiously.

The car stopped in front of the base gate. Before he could honk the horn, a crowd of people rushed over. He quickly lowered the window and asked everyone to stay calm.

"Slow down, be careful, I'll sign before you leave, don't rush."

Kaka patiently took the jersey handed in from the car window, and responded to the fans' words "Yes, we rested yesterday" and "Thank you, I will do my best."

Even when asked about underwear, he would blush and patiently answer, "No!"

The fans burst into laughter and looked at each other. When they were about to ask something, a microphone suddenly came from the side. If Kaka had not dodged quickly enough, it would have hit his teeth.

Before he could frown and warn the other person to be more careful, the other person spoke first, launching into a flurry of chatter: "Hello Kaka, congratulations on finding a girlfriend. We understand she's Italian. Does this mean you have no plans to leave Milan anytime soon? We heard you went to the supermarket with this woman in a stroller yesterday. Is she your girlfriend? Did she just give birth? When are you planning on getting married?"

"Kaka! Can you tell me about your girlfriend? We heard she dated other stars before?"

This was directed at Kaka all at once, in Italian, so fast that he had to raise his hand to signal him to slow down. As the reporter spoke, his brow furrowed. Several more microphones were thrust forward, pushing the fans to the back and causing discontent.

Kaka's expression was serious, unlike the smiling face he had when he was signing autographs for the fans just now. He asked, "Which media outlet are you from?"

said the man from The Sun.

"First of all, thank you for your blessing. I do have a girlfriend," Kaka nodded, his tone suddenly turning cold. "Secondly, are you interested in the privacy of my life? But I don't want to tell you because it would be rude of you."

After saying this, he pushed the microphone away from his chin and fiddled with the window button.

The gatekeeper who had noticed the situation here early on also came over with a few security guards. The fans in front of the car spontaneously made way for him and waved to let him drive in. They had long been dissatisfied with this group of reporters who talked nonsense all day long, and they linked arms and formed a group to squeeze them out.

One of them, a gray-haired old man, even shouted into the car: "Come on in, boy, you are our Italian son-in-law now!"

The others burst into laughter, and Kaka could no longer maintain his indifferent expression in the car. He curled up the corners of his mouth and nodded to everyone through the windshield, then drove into the base along the cleared road.

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On the contrary, everything was calm at the police station. Leah got off the car at a corner of an intersection away from the police station door. Considering the public security in Italy, the police station was bustling with people every day, and the population flow was even faster than that of a train station. She didn't dare let Kaka appear there openly.

She opened the office door and found that no one was at their seats. Instead, they were gathered in front of Gobi's desk, looking down at something and talking in low voices.

She leaned over, stood outside the crowd and tiptoed to look inside. There was a newspaper inside and everyone was pointing at the pictures in the newspaper and talking.

Sure enough! They said there was big news!

Leia finally found an opening and stuck her head in. "Let me see, what happened?"

She didn't expect that everyone turned around and looked at her in horror, their eyes wide open, as if they had seen a ghost.

Even a female colleague she wasn't familiar with came over, patted her on the shoulder, sighed, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

This action seemed to turn on some inexplicable switch, and everyone came up to pat her shoulders, saying in unison, "Raising two children is not easy", "No wonder you work so hard", "Take good care of Kaka", and "Bless you both".

"What a mess! What are you talking about?" Leah was confused.

Wait... Kaka?

She suddenly realized something, pushed aside the people blocking her way, grabbed the newspaper on the table and read it, and suddenly her eyes went dark.

Shocking! Football star Kaka went out late at night just to help his pet fight, with his new girlfriend cheering him on.

Last night, our reporter photographed Kaka, AC Milan's best signing and recent recipient of the San Siro Gentleman of the Year award, while out shopping with his girlfriend. After returning home, they instead watched a cat fight on the street. In a one-sided situation, Kaka bravely stepped forward, armed and ready to defend his beloved pet. Meanwhile, his new girlfriend cheered them on, shouting and cheering late into the night, even singing for them as a reward after chasing away a stray cat.

The picture was taken at the alley last night. Luna was pinned under a black cat, and Kaka rushed over waving a branch, while she stood aside holding her phone with an excited look on her face.

The people who watched it saw darkness before their eyes.

Why is The Sun running to Italy when it can't just stay in the UK? Damn it, buy it tomorrow!

Leah opened the next newspaper.

Adored in Italy! A Brazilian man, in love, goes shopping with his Italian girlfriend and their child.

Our reporter has learned that AC Milan star Kaka, a Brazilian national, has recently fallen in love with Detective Bianchi, a police officer in Milan, Italy. The two were seen hand-in-hand in a supermarket, and notably, Kaka kept his hand on the stroller, suggesting they may already have a child. Reporters suspect the child was born while the Brazilian was in his home country last month, and the baby is now just over a month old. Our reporter will continue to report on Kaka and his family, so please stay tuned.

What a mess! Leah felt like she couldn't even read anymore. What about Kaka going back to Brazil to have a baby? Who would give birth? And isn't Corriere dello Sport supposed to focus on sports news in the Rome area? Why does it have reporters in Milan?

She continued down.

Falling in love! AC Milan star Kaka and his girlfriend appeared on the streets of Milan

According to sources, Kaka and his girlfriend, Bianchi, were together at the end of last season and their relationship was stable. They had both informed their families and had received their approval. The club was also aware of the relationship and expressed a positive attitude. This newspaper believes that this relationship largely indicates that the Brazilian is determined to settle down in Italy, in Milan, which is good news for both the club and the fans.

This report sounded more pleasant. Leah glanced at its name: Gazzetta dello Sport.

"This is the Milanese newspaper." Gobbi came closer and carefully checked her face. "Are you okay?"

No wonder he is so polite, this "insider" must be Kakabenka.

"It's okay," she waved her hand, "I just feel my blood pressure is a little high."

Sara quickly helped her sit down, and Gobi attentively brought her a glass of water. "Were there no reporters when you came?"

Leah: "No, I didn't see anyone with a camera at the door except for the people who came to report the crime."

"No, no, no, that's not necessarily true," Gobi said enigmatically. "The people following celebrities like you aren't reporters these days, they're paparazzi. They'll randomly pop up in the bushes, using tiny cameras to secretly film your and Kaka's every move from every angle."

He patted Leah's shoulder and said, "I guess in the next period of time, we will be able to know the daily life of your and Kaka's relationship from the newspaper."

Sarah continued: "It's updated in real time."

The two ignored Leah's dark face and high-fived her above her head in tacit understanding.

“Damn paparazzi!!”

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"Damn paparazzi!"

In the Milanello dressing room, Shevchenko shook the newspaper and complained, "Ricky finally got a relationship, don't let them ruin it."

Maldini, who was standing next to him, took off his casual clothes and put on a freshly washed training vest. He said nonchalantly, "Don't worry too much. Their relationship is very stable, isn't it?"

"That can't stop the paparazzi from taking pictures all day!" Little Nightingale frowned. "He's still a child. If there's any problem with his relationship, it will definitely affect his state. He'll definitely be scolded then!"

"His first relationship in Brazil ended with the woman breaking up with him because she couldn't stand being stalked by fans." Dida, who was sorting gloves in front of the cabinet, came over. He is also Brazilian and knows more about Kaka, who is quite famous in Brazil.

After hearing Dida's words, Shevchenko became even more worried.

He spoke like a concerned parent, which made Inzaghi laugh: "Andrei, you are now like a mother hen protecting her chicks, not a nightingale in Kiev." He was making fun of the nickname given to Shevchenko by the newspaper.

Inzaghi nimbly dodged Shevchenko's fist and raised his hands in surrender, "Don't hit me, I have a date tonight."

"Don't worry too much about Ricky, he's not a kid. You haven't seen how strong he is when he's in love. It's simply..."

Before he could finish his words, the door to the locker room was pushed open. Rui Costa, who was sitting on the sidelines watching the game, was the first to notice the person coming in. "Good morning, Ricky."

"Good morning." Kaka pushed the door open and came in, greeting everyone dejectedly. He sat down on his stool and started complaining, "I don't know why everyone suddenly knew I was in a relationship and made up so many lies, and some people actually believed them!"

He said angrily: "I just met a reporter at the door. Not only did he spread rumors that Leah was pregnant, he also slandered her."

The older brothers looked at each other, and Inzaghi asked, "Didn't you read the newspaper?"

Kaka: "No, I didn't buy any this morning because the newsstand was too crowded."

"Did the media report our relationship?"

Shevchenko stuffed the newspapers in his hand into his hands.

Kaka read through each copy, his expression relatively relaxed. Because these were morning papers, printed on a rush last night, they didn't contain much personal information about Leah. The larger newspapers had found Leah's job listing on the Milan Police Department's official website and confirmed her name, occupation, and nationality. No wonder someone called him "Italian son-in-law" this morning.

The focus of the newspapers was on his love life, and they were not too concerned about digging into Leah's private life. Kaka breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want the same thing to happen again.

"Gazzetta dello Sport is our own newspaper and they support our players. Don't worry too much," Maldini comforted him.

"Don't you read the Sun?"

Nesta walked by while chewing an apple, dropped a copy of The Sun and floated away.

Gattuso had been observing secretly from the side without saying a word. He quickly grabbed the newspaper and spread it on the physiotherapy bed in the middle of the locker room. Everyone gathered around and formed a circle.

…

silence.

A strange silence.

"Pfft, hahahaha!" I don't know who laughed first, and it instantly infected the entire locker room.

"Hahaha, is this you, Ricky?"

"You can still fight?" This surprised Shevchenko.

"Still with the cat!"

“Hahahahahahahahahaha”

Help, Heavenly Father, can someone come and save me.

Kaka covered his face and sat back in his seat, burying his head in his clothes and pretending that he didn't exist.

He didn't even dare to think about what Leah would think when she saw the newspaper, or how her colleagues would tease her.

He thought desperately that he would not be kicked out of the house tonight.

"Ahem, it's okay, Ricky," Inzaghi cleared his throat and came over to comfort him, "Everyone has a youthful time."

"Yes, but I don't seem to have heard of anyone fighting with a cat when they were young, hahaha!" Gattuso hooked his arm around Pirlo's neck and came over, laughing at him loudly. He was shaking with laughter, and only with the support of Pirlo did he prevent himself from collapsing to the ground.

Kaka clenched his fists, ready to give Gattuso today's gift.

"Alright, alright," Maldini clapped his hands in the middle of the locker room, signaling for everyone to be quiet. He tried to hide his smile but failed. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He squeezed Kaka's shoulder and said, "Don't worry too much, Ricky. That's how the media is. It won't take a few days for them to forget about this and move on to other news."

His blue eyes looked particularly deep under the light, and his every gesture exuded the authority of a captain. "Now we have to go train everyone."

Kaka's heart, which had been pounding, gradually calmed down under his comfort. He showed a trusting expression to Maldini, returned to his seat and changed into his sneakers.

As he stood up to pull up his socks, someone else pushed the door and walked into the locker room.

It's Ancelotti.

He had been waiting at the training ground, ready to give the players instructions for today's session, but he hadn't seen anyone. Normally, everyone would arrive a few minutes early to prepare, but today they were all gone. Something must have gone wrong in the locker room.

He rushed to the locker room to see if anyone was injured.

In the corridor, from a distance, Ancelotti could hear the laughter and chatter coming from the locker room. The door wasn't shut tight, leaving a small gap. Through this gap, he could hear everyone talking. He had actually read today's newspaper and had been planning to tease Kaka about it during training. The kid was always playing pranks, even jumping on him during the game without caring about his own body, not caring if he could catch his huge body.

Seeing that the locker room had returned to silence, Ancelotti pushed the door open with a smile and said to Kaka: "Ricky, I heard that you had a fight with a cat. Did you win?"

Help!

Kaka's eyes went dark and he almost fell to the floor in the locker room.

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Author's words: Kaka: My lifelong fame! Damn paparazzi!