Chapter 77 Chapter 77 Maintaining the Midfield Classic Car

Leandri recently discovered that his father was in a particularly good mood because he was busy. Then the next day, Real Madrid brought Kaka from AC Milan for 65 million euros, the second highest transfer fee in football, and the two sides signed a 6-year contract. Since taking office, Karl Lagerfeld has been determined to rebuild the Galacticos, and this transfer also opened the curtain on the transfer of European football in 2009.

Barcelona, ​​which was at the peak of its popularity, sent Eto'o to Inter Milan and also welcomed the Swedish genie Ibrahimovic. Nuclear warhead Shevchenko bid farewell to Abramovich and returned to Dynamo Kyiv. Owen transferred from Newcastle to Manchester United on a free transfer, making his old club Liverpool extremely angry. Dortmund bought out Hummels who was loaned from the Southern Kings last year, Bayern Munich also sent Brazilian central defender Lucio to Inter, Podolski returned to Cologne where his dream began, and they also brought in strong new players such as Gomez and Robben.

At this time, the financial crisis swept the world and European football was also hit hard, but Florentino was still waving checks and looking for players everywhere. Castilla products such as Arbeloa and Granero have returned to Real Madrid. Kaka's summer signing was less than a month old when Florentino Perez took matters into his own hands and brought the Portuguese Ballon d'Or winner to the Bernabeu for 96 million euros. Benzema, one of the four little swans of France, was targeted by many clubs, but in the end it was still Real Madrid that signed the Emperor of Lyon.

Leandri watched several players' appearances in succession. On June 30, Kaka raised the No. 8 jersey in front of 40,000 Real Madrid fans, and everyone cheered for the Son of God. On July 6, more than 80,000 fans flocked to the Bernabeu and watched the Portuguese wearing the No. 9 jersey walk out of the player tunnel.

After Ronaldo finished the home meeting, he was still talking to Karl Lagerfeld, and it was at this time that Leandri appeared.

Even though Leandri is no longer a Real Madrid player, no one in the club will stop him. Even some older staff members have seen Leandri run from La Fabrica to find his father after playing football since they were young.

Ronaldo also saw Ryan, and his agent Mendes came over to say hello immediately. There was nothing he could do, because although Ryan's football skills were not world-famous yet, he had a world-famous father.

You can't blame the two Portuguese for feeling like they were facing a formidable enemy. It was just that last summer, Calderon and Mijatovic's series of actions were too outrageous. They hid it from the player himself and directly used him as a bonus for Ronaldo's transfer, causing so many problems. Now that Florentino has returned to Real Madrid, as long as his son Leandri is a little more thoughtful, it will be impossible for Ronaldo to feel comfortable in Real Madrid. Plus, the local gang in the locker room are said to have had a particularly good relationship with him since childhood. Adding the two together, although Ronaldo is not afraid, who would want their career to be so tortuous?

It is always better to have less to do than more.

Leandri hugged and greeted Florentino, then went to Ronaldo and said, "I'm your fan, can you sign an autograph for me?"

Seeing the tall "Expedition" prince holding his jersey in front of him and smiling, Ronaldo threw all the warnings Mendes had given him before behind his mind, "Do you want to sign?"

Ryan Deli immediately lowered his head and pointed to the spot on the chest of his jersey. "Sign here and write that I wish Ryan to become the best goalkeeper in the world and the best striker in the world soon."

Ronaldo was happily drawing on his jersey, while Mendes took a deep breath in his heart. This was his cash cow. He had repeatedly warned Ronaldo yesterday not to get too close to him if he accidentally met him. Who knew if Leandri would hold a grudge against him? Who knew if he would lose his temper and try to trick him! Even if Chris is the top player that the old man insisted on bringing in, can you be more important than his son? Florentino is very good at socializing, so how could his son be so stupid? !

Mendes has already started thinking about emergency plan A and emergency plan B in his mind. Although he can feel the goodwill from the other party, as Ronaldo's agent, he must consider the player more and more comprehensively.

On the other side, Karl Lagerfeld was indeed very happy to see his son coming over.

Leandri had told him long ago that he didn't mind what happened last year, and was very generous in removing Ronaldo from his transfer plans. He believed that his father should rationally think about the rationality of signing the Portuguese from the club's perspective, and he had told him more than once that Ronaldo must be a great player, a flag that could lead Real Madrid to set sail again with the slogan "Nian Nian Shiliu Lang", and they would achieve each other's success.

But Florentino didn't expect his son to come over at this time.

Leandri is indeed very familiar with the club and the stadium, and no one will stop him from going anywhere, but he never crosses the line, especially after transferring to Leverkusen.

But today he suddenly came here on his own initiative. When Florentino saw his son seriously pointing out the position to Ronaldo and happily putting away the jersey, he knew that he really liked Ronaldo. But he also knew that Leandri's coming here today would also help dispel the Portuguese's worries.

"You two are neighbors." Florentino came over and held the two players' arms with one hand each. "Chris has already settled a property in the La Finca area, Ryan, right next to you."

The holiday was already halfway over, and Leandri finally began to think about where he and Kroos should go on vacation.

He had long forgotten about asking his boyfriend to make a detailed vacation plan before saying goodbye to Kroos in Germany.

Something a little more private, something a little more relaxed.

Leandri was holding his computer and looking for a suitable place. He wanted to find a place where he could grow up holding hands with Cross.

This is so annoying. Has Dad ever bought any private island? !

Half an hour later, Leandri had his horrific success.

She tremblingly found her boyfriend's cell phone number, but before she could press it, he called her first.

"I've prepared a vacation guide and sent it to you via email. How about we go to Russia? Now is the perfect time to visit Lake Baikal. We can also visit the East European Plain and Siberia. There will be local events in St. Petersburg soon, so we should be able to catch them."

"You can still try your luck there. I checked. There is a very legendary mathematician named Perelman in Russia. He solved the Poincare conjecture but has been elusive. Maybe we'll be lucky enough to meet him in St. Petersburg."

"Ryan? Why aren't you talking?" Cross was a little puzzled. His boyfriend, who was always eloquent and could give compliments or talk back to people, didn't say a word today.

Leandri opened his mouth several times and said, "We, we are not going to Russia."

"Perelman can't be found. He's hiding in the forest near St. Petersburg looking for mushrooms." Leandri heard the other party's breathing stagnate.

"Tony, I don't mean anything else. I mean," Leandri swallowed twice, "I asked my dad to borrow an island. Let's go there!"

Once it was said, Leandri felt relieved. He really didn't expect that his father would actually arrange it for him after he just mentioned it casually.

Upon hearing this, Cross froze. Strangely, he realized today that the person he was pursuing was very rich, extremely rich!

Leandri didn't hear any sound coming from the microphone. He just listened to Kroos's brief description and looked at the vacation arrangements that popped up in his computer mailbox. He thought Kroos was angry because his preparations could not be used.

"I saw you sent me this, it's really good, but Tony," Leandri leaned his neck against the back of the chair, his eyes burning at the dark night outside the window, "let's go somewhere where there's no one, just the two of us."

"There, I can hold your hand if I want to, hug you anytime I want, and even kiss you, without worrying about anyone."

"We can go to Russia later, okay? It doesn't matter to me whether I can meet Perelman or not. The most important thing is that I really want to see you."

"Which island? When are we going?" Cross accepted the fact that he was a gigolo without any psychological burden. In his mind, he already had images of him and Leandri lying on the beach, on the lawn, and in the woods kissing unscrupulously.

Florentino, who dotes on his son, heard his son say that he wanted to go to a private island for a few days. Although he didn't have one, he quickly contacted Li Galli, the only private island on the Amalfi Coast in Italy. Thinking about Leandri's rare and somewhat embarrassed look, Florentino thought his son had finally come to his senses. Maybe he was secretly dating and wanted to give his girlfriend a surprise, or maybe he was finally preparing to have a love party like the second generation of rich people. Either way, Florentino was happy to see it happen.

Ryan, you can definitely make your girlfriend fall in love with you completely! The good father quickly made arrangements, prepared the necessary supplies, and cleared out irrelevant personnel, leaving only a few security guards and housekeepers on the island just in case, but they were required not to go out without permission!

The Real Madrid president, who has a firm hand, ensured that the private island would contribute to his son's love life.

So after Cross got off the helicopter and heard the housekeeper say that there were no irrelevant people here and that emergency personnel would never appear casually, Cross pushed his boyfriend to sit on the suitcase at the door of the room, held the handrail and the small wheels, and pulled Leandri, who was still looking at the place curiously, into his arms.

Leandri was immediately attracted by his boyfriend. He really missed Kroos and wanted to kiss him on the helicopter just now.

Sitting on the box and looking up at her boyfriend, whom she liked so much, Leandri honestly stated her intention, "I want to kiss you."

Although he said this, Ryan did not go directly to the opponent's lips. His first target was Cross's chin. The soft stubble had reappeared by the afternoon, slightly prickling Leandri who was close to him. This was the first time Leandri kissed his beard. Unlike the warmth of his lips, the feeling of friction and tingling was very different. Leandri was still not satisfied and licked his stubble with his tongue. This time, even the tip of his tongue felt slightly numbing like an electric current.

Cross lowered his head and wanted to entangle his lips and tongue with him, but as soon as their tongues touched, they were skillfully pushed away by the tip of Ryan's tongue, and then his lips and tongue returned to his chin again. It’s terrible. He licks and kisses me, and bites me gently with his teeth. How can I bear this? Cross tightened his arms around his boyfriend, but felt a sharp pain the next second. His boyfriend actually pulled out a small strand of his beard with his teeth.

The little bastard looked fearless and said, "I take care of you, so what if it hurts you a little?"

Cross lowered his head and kissed his lips, his tongue sliding accurately into his mouth, teasing everywhere inside excessively, and in the intervals between the two tongues fighting and entangled, he even kept licking Ryan's palate, causing him to tremble.

He forcefully lifted up Ryan's face with his right hand, and when he was about to run out of breath, he held his entire tongue and sucked it hard, making his boyfriend's whole body begin to heat up. When he was about to suffocate, he pulled away a little, but Cross did not let him go. He bit Ryan's tongue and the corner of his mouth bit by bit, and when he was about to calm his intense breathing, he strangled Ryan's neck with one hand.

"Take care of me? Then I must make you comfortable."

It was not known how long they had been doing it. When Ryan was carried to the dining table, Cross grabbed his hand and pulled it back, holding it, which he had already done for who knows how many times, and let Ryandre personally take him to the back garden to visit and water it.

When night fell, Leandri was drowsy and half asleep in Cross's arms, but was disturbed by the ringing of the bell.

“Who is it?”

"My mother."

Cross' words forced Leandri to open his eyes. "Then go out and answer the phone."

"You can pick it up here."

"Your mother doesn't know we're together yet! What if she gets scared suddenly later?"

"She knows. Our whole family knows." Cross pressed the answer button under Leandri's shocked gaze.