Chapter 20 Te adoro Te amo ma…
With his own room and supplies, Kaka officially settled down in this home and became a member of the family.
For Ms. Christine, this was a pleasant surprise. She had grown tired of staring at Matthew's face, which had remained unchanged for ten years. The arrival of the handsome, young Kaka gave her new design inspiration, and she stayed in her studio. Matthew simply ignored her, usually staying in his study with a book or going fishing with old friends. He was rarely home except for dinner. Fiore had been busy with company matters these past few days, and since her sister didn't have anything important to do, she didn't come back either.
So in such a big villa, there are only Kaka, Rosalia and... Eleven.
Eleven is her dog.
That morning, Rosalia was still lying in bed, half asleep and half awake. She hugged the pillow next to her, rubbed her face against it, and was about to continue sleeping when she heard the door being pushed open with a click.
Seeing that the curtains were drawn and the lights were off, making the room dark, Kaka walked lightly, almost tiptoeing to the bed, lifted the quilt and crawled in. He put his arms around Rosalia's waist from behind and rubbed his wet, furry head against her neck again and again.
While the person in his arms stretched out and turned to bury herself in his arms, he lowered his head and placed a few kisses on Leah's blushing cheeks.
"Get up, dear, it's almost time for lunch."
Rosalia dodged his woodpecker-like kiss, buried her head deeper, and whimpered in refusal: "No, I want to sleep a little longer."
Before she could finish her dream, she felt something coming up from behind her, a wet touch pressing against her back.
Rosalia closed her eyes and shouted helplessly, "Eleven!"
She was responded with a crisp "Woof"!
A pure white Samoyed poked its head out from behind, sticking out its tongue and wagging its tail, its big face right in front of Rosalia who had just opened her eyes.
Kaka was not to be outdone. He pushed his elbow forward and thrust his hand in front of her face, using the messy curly hair that had just been rubbed against him.
Two pairs of bright eyes and similar silly expressions.
Rosalia touched one with each hand and coaxed him, "Be good, be good, sister will go down soon."
Eleven was very smart. He knew that she was going out to play with it, so he didn't stay any longer. He jumped off the bed with a force, wagged his tail, and ran downstairs to ask the nanny for snacks.
Kaka followed it and only closed the door after it walked away, locking it with a click.
In Rosalia's confused and bewildered eyes, he revealed a dangerous smile, lifted the quilt, hugged the person and pressed him under him.
When the two of them appeared in the back garden neatly dressed, Ms. Christine had been sitting under the parasol drinking tea for quite a while.
Kaka first greeted Ms. Christine, and then Eleven, who was holding the frisbee in his mouth, nudged his calves with his head and pushed them all the way to the grass.
He was also a person who couldn't sit still. He picked up the frisbee, ruffled Eleven's hair, and while the animal was squinting its eyes and enjoying it, he threw the frisbee in his hand away.
sneak attack!
Eleven let out a "woof" and didn't bother to push him down, subconsciously chasing the frisbee and running away. When it came back with the frisbee in its mouth and handed it to Kaka, it was coaxed by him with "good boy" and "good dog", and it shook its head and forgot the grudge just now, and even pushed him to continue.
Rosalia sat carefree next to her mother, touching the exquisitely arranged snacks on the plate and putting them into her mouth. She had slept for a long time and was disturbed by Kakara for a while, so she was very hungry.
Under her mother's disdainful gaze, she swallowed several pieces of cakes, washed down the sweetness in her throat with tea, and finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Phew! Good morning, dear Ms. Christine."
"It's really early! Lunch has already been eaten, and the kitchen has started preparing dinner." Ms. Christine glanced at her face and pretended to persuade her, "Be moderate."
There were tears in her eyes, a blush on her face, and slightly swollen lips, which made people feel pity for her.
In fact: Shui Guang's eyes were filled with tears because she yawned because she didn't get enough sleep. The blush was caused by Kaka tickling her in the quilt just now. The swelling was caused by Kaka's lips hitting his face when she resisted and he didn't have time to dodge.
Although he twisted the truth and insisted that Rosalia was injured by him, he lay on the bed with his face covered and refused to look up. When Rosalia came over to see the wound, he took the opportunity to hug her and kissed her several times.
But it was all a misunderstanding.
Rosalia wouldn't explain it to her like that. Instead, she put on a smug look, crossed her legs, and said, "Jealous? I support you getting a younger husband and dumping Matthew."
*
Matthew, who was fishing on a cruise ship, sneezed. He shook and his rod shook with it, causing ripples on the sea.
The person next to me asked with concern: "Are you okay? Do you have a cold? Why don't you go back first?" In fact, what he was thinking was, don't scare my fish away with just a sneeze.
Matthew laughed and said, "It's okay, it's just a little cold."
He also thought to himself, a fisherman never comes back empty-handed!
*
Rosalia filled her stomach and lay under the parasol to enjoy the beautiful afternoon.
No need to go to work, no need to go on patrol, food is available just by reaching out, and there are handsome guys in front of you, what a wonderful life.
Tired of playing frisbee, Kaka pulled out a football from somewhere. He seemed to get along well with everyone. After only a few days, the housekeeper and nanny at home all smiled when they saw him. Even the chef would serve Kaka's favorite Brazilian barbecue at the dinner table and asked him if there was any difference in taste.
This football was probably bought for him by his family when they were out shopping, thinking of his career. This football looks smaller than the regular size, more like a child's toy.
Kaka stood on the lawn with his hands on his hips. Not far away, a simple goal was set up on the ground using a gardener's rake and hoe. Eleven was standing in front of the goal with his tongue sticking out, staring at the ball at his feet with eager eyes.
The war is about to break out.
Kaka moved his feet, and Eleven rushed over, his furry little head heading straight for the ball. He didn't panic, just hooked his right foot and pushed it past Eleven with the ball and ran towards the goal.
Eleven wasn't discouraged. He spun around and chased after Kaka, barking and harassing him. Kaka dribbled the ball just as he would on the court, his expression focused, his movements effortless and effortless. A relaxed smile, a smile he never wore during a game, graced his face. He paused, waiting for Eleven to catch up. With a flick of his toe, he sent the ball flying over the puppy's head.
He wanted to tease Eleven, but forgot that Eleven was a larger Samoyed.
Eleven leaped up from the ground, twisted his body, and hit the ball with his head, giving it a boost. The ball changed direction and headed straight for the small goal. As expected, it bounced in front of the goal and crossed the goal line to score.
"Eleven points!" Rosalia blew the whistle like the referee and raised her hands high to announce the result of the game.
"Ah!" Kaka turned into a puddle of water, lying on the grass with his arms and legs spread out. His tone was filled with frustration, "I lost!"
Eleven ignored him and ran away panting to chase the ball.
Rosalia slowly wandered over to him, shielding his face from the sun, squatting down and mocking him: "I think Eleven can also play football. Let someone make him a Milan jersey tomorrow."
Kaka: “…”
He puffed up his cheeks, and quietly climbed up her waist with his hands. With a strong hook, he hooked Rosalia, who was squatting unsteadily, onto himself.
He held her waist with both hands, and his fingers moved restlessly around her waist, tickling Rosalia until she was out of breath and begged for mercy.
"Hey! How can you... not be able to convince others... just like that!"
Kaka asked her: "Is it wrong?"
Rosalia was panting heavily, her whole body weakly lying on him. After hearing this, she pouted and took the initiative to put herself in his mouth: "Wrong, wrong, mua!"
She kissed Kaka's cheek loudly, and only then did he support her and help her up.
As soon as Rosalia stood up after being put down, Eleven came running over with the ball in his arms. She bent down, patted his furry head, and said, "Eleven, I've decided to increase your pocket money to 170 euros tomorrow."
1.7 million euros was Kaka's salary in his first year signing with AC Milan.
Seeing that she was still teasing him, Kaka snorted and chuckled, then picked her up by the waist and put her on his shoulder, pretending to throw her out: "Eleven, let's kidnap your sister and buy you some canned food!"
He patted Rosalia's waist and held down her legs that were dangling in the air. "Behave yourself, or I'll throw you out if you move again."
"I was wrong—" Rosalia lay on top of him unhappily, her hands hanging down, as if she was at the mercy of others. "What do you say?"
"Hmm..." Kaka thought for a moment, then curled his lips into a wicked smile, "You learn from me, Te adoro."
"Te adoro! Te amo mais do que palavras podem experssar! (I love you! I love you more than words can express)" Rosalia was also very familiar with Portuguese and spoke fluently.
The two of them looked at each other lovingly. Kaka cupped her cheek and was about to lower his head to kiss her lips, which he had coveted for a long time. Suddenly, the cold and ruthless voice of the butler came from behind:
"Miss, your friends are here and are waiting in the front hall."
The author has something to say:
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Entering the ordinary love life, but I am useless in love (lighting a cigarette)
I've been so engrossed in xhs watching videos of the Legends match, how could anyone have such long calves! Even dribbling past defenders and goalkeepers during the match, what a time it is now...
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