Chapter 9
It was a joy to visit Cristiano's family.
Although the house looked a bit old and narrow, the enthusiasm of Dolores and Chris's brothers and sisters simply flattered Degan and his group.
Completely different from the distanced politeness in the city, the straightforward hospitality from the island immediately made Simone like him. As a teacher, Simone also made Ms. Dolores feel respect and enthusiasm.
It would be better if her boy could be influenced by the academic atmosphere.
Bosco and Dinis were like brothers who hit it off right away. Bosco had great respect for Dinis who had participated in the war, while Dinis sincerely admired Bosco who was an engineer.
"It looks like they are getting along very well?" Cristiano got a glass of water for Kaka and stood beside his lover and whispered, "Can you believe it? This is incredible."
"That's nice, isn't it?" Kaka smiled.
"Yes, I still can't believe that Simeone and Bosco can be so kind to me." Cristiano drank water to hide the arc of his mouth, and raised his eyebrows proudly. "I think they like me very much, even though they know that I kidnapped their eldest son and turned my back on God."
They had dinner together last night, and although it was an informal dinner with a waiter delivering a dining cart to the suite, the atmosphere was great.
Simeone is very good at taking care of people. Cristiano saw the shadow of Dolores in Simeone. He almost blurted out "Mom". Fortunately, he controlled his mouth in advance.
As for Bosco, to be honest, Cristiano was a little scared of this gentleman before, but after seeing him scooping soup and picking up vegetables for his wife during dinner, he overturned his first impression. Men who love their wives are all soft-hearted and good people.
Not to mention, Bosco reminded Kaka to serve him three full bowls of soup, which he kept refilling until Chris felt his stomach was full of sloshing water.
Sometimes, Bosco's concern was too much for him to bear.
As for Digan, the boy seemed to be more interested in their love history. He always looked at him quietly and asked him in a low voice whenever he got the chance:
"So how did you two meet?", "Who pursued who first? Oh, I dare say it must be Kaka who took the initiative, right?", "But who was the first to fall in love?", "Speaking of which, how long have you been dating? It feels earth-shattering..."
Questions like these.
Before Cristiano had the chance to ask Di Gan what the strange description of "earth-shattering" meant, Kaka picked up Di Gan and threw him to the opposite seat.
"Another bowl of soup?" Kaka asked in a gentle voice with his eyebrows curved.
Cristiano instantly forgot about the previous question, holding his stomach and shaking his head: "I'm really full."
Seeing this, Kaka reached out and touched it, chuckled, and leaned his head to whisper in Chris's ear: "Indeed. The abdominal muscles are all soft."
Cristiano's face turned red instantly, while Di Gan turned his head away without watching and noticed that his parents were actually seriously studying what seasonings were added to the soup.
"Little Chris really likes this soup. I'll try making it when I get home." Simone whispered to her husband.
Digan: “…”Okay, no one cares about him.
When Cristiano returned home that night, he was still reminiscing about the dinner. The excitement in his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be semi-permanent, which made Hugo and the others marvel at him. They became even more curious about his younger brother's friend's family who were coming to visit him the next day.
This is also one of the reasons why Dolores' family is so enthusiastic about Kaka's family today.
"No one can dislike you, Cris, you know." Kaka saw Cristiano's joy and satisfaction, and smiled unconsciously.
- In fact, ever since Cristiano appeared in his sight, the corners of his mouth have never been lowered, and the smile of the Son of God almost killed Chris's two sisters in an instant.
He raised his hand and rubbed Chris's soft hair that hadn't been sprayed with hairspray yet. It felt good. "But I'm not sure if Dolores and the others will still be able to laugh like they do now when they know that I kidnapped their most beloved youngest son."
"If you're nice to me," Cristiano grinned and winked at Kaka, "then it won't be a problem. They respect all my choices, always have."
Cristiano's family is simple. As long as you treat Chris sincerely, you will get their sincere and warm response.
Kaka resisted the urge to kiss Chris. He held the boy's hand inconspicuously, stroking his knuckles and ring fingers, and whispered, "I will treat you the best in the world."
Cristiano coughed lightly, hooked his fingers and held Kaka tightly: "I know."
"Chris! Get Kaka some drinks. Why are you just getting plain water?" Alma came over and saw the boiled water in the two people's hands. She twitched her lips. No wonder her brother had few friends since he was young. Who likes to go to a friend's house and only drink boiled water?
"Ah? We are players, those carbonated drinks are not suitable." Cristiano waved his hand and replied.
Alma rolled her eyes: "Come on, you're the only one in the family who likes to drink it the most."
Cristiano choked, then remembered that he did seem to have been fond of drinking carbonated drinks for a while when he was young, but later he changed.
Kaka turned to Chris with interest, as if he had discovered a great secret.
Cristiano said seriously: "Now I have changed."
Alma clicked her tongue and turned to Kaka: "What about the juice?"
"Okay, thank you sister." Kaka smiled at the eldest sister Alma.
"You're welcome, just treat this place as your own home!" Alma took a deep breath, what a good little brother.
Cristiano watched Alma leave and smiled as he lay on Kaka's back: "Look, you conquered Alma so quickly. If Katia wasn't still in school, she would have immediately fallen for your smile."
Kaka tilted his head and quickly touched Chris' cheek, laughing softly: "What about you?"
"Do I need to ask?" Cristiano put his arm around Kaka's neck, gently as if he was treating something fragile. "Mr. Cristiano Ronaldo, the most handsome and charming man in the world, is Mr. Kaka's subordinate in suit pants. Are you very proud?"
"No." Kaka shook his head gently, stretched out his hand to hold the boy's neck, put his palm on Chris's cheek, and never looked away: "You are the king."
Cristiano was stunned for a moment, then he felt hot. He has heard the media call him this many times, both in a complimentary and a teasing way. Facts have proved that there is no doubt that he deserves to be the king of the Bernabeu.
But when this word came out of Kaka's mouth, Cristiano's whole body trembled as if he was electrocuted. His breathing became faster and he looked up at Kaka.
"My lord."
Kaka felt the boy under his palm trembling as he spoke, and his eyes were particularly bright under his long eyelashes.
He chuckled softly, and moved his finger to Chris's earlobe: "Do you know that you put everything on your face?"
"Hmm what?" Cristiano hasn't come back to his senses yet.
"On your face..." Kaka gently pinched the soft flesh at his fingertips.
He paused and said nothing more. He just took a deep breath and let go of his hand. Alma came over with the juice.
The expression on Cristiano's face instantly changed to confusion: "Kaka, don't say half of it, what do you want to say?"
"I'll find a chance to tell you next time." Kaka took the juice, thanked him, and finished the glass in the blink of an eye.
What he didn't tell Chris was that the look on the boy's face just now almost said "Let's make love."
Cristiano narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this.
But soon, Dolores' topic attracted everyone's attention -
"Chris started playing football when he was nine years old. He had a bad temper and was always laughed at for his island accent. So when he got angry, he would call us and cry secretly..." Ms. Dolores was sharing her youngest son's experience on the football team. "I was always worried that he wouldn't make any friends. I didn't expect to meet such a great family like you. It's great. I feel much more relieved."
Cristiano wrinkled his nose slightly and muttered softly: "I have a lot of friends too..."
Simeone was so soft-hearted when she heard that Cristiano would call and cry secretly. She opened her arms and hugged Cristiano: "Good boy, you can call us in the future. Of course, Kaka too. But if you have a fight, remember to call us."
Cristiano was caught off guard and thrown into a warm embrace. He stiffened slightly, and after a few seconds he bent down and hugged Simeone back: "...Thank you."
"Haha, Kaka looks like a good-tempered kid. I'm really worried that Chris will bully him." Dolores shook her head knowingly, "If that brat bullies you, you can call Aunt Dolores and I'll help you teach him a lesson."
Simone laughed dryly when she heard that. She was sure that the "quarrel" she was talking about was different from what Dolores said. She made a cross in her heart.
"Cris is fine," Kaka replied, showing Ms. Dolores his signature smile as the Son of God. "Thank you."
Dolores couldn't help but sigh in her heart, this child will definitely disturb the hearts of a lot of girls and boys when he grows up. Who can resist a young man who looks like a prince charming?
After sending Kaka and his family away, Dolores talked about this with her youngest son who was helping her clean up in the kitchen. Cristiano raised the corner of his mouth and nodded seriously: "It's enough that you have such an idea."
Dolores slapped her youngest son on the head in amusement and said, "Who are you showing off to? I'm praising Kaka, not you."
"Am I very proud?" Cristiano scratched the back of his head and denied it. "I just agree with what you said. Kaka will definitely disturb the hearts of a lot of boys and girls in the future. No one can resist someone like him. This is very pertinent and correct."
Dolores was amused by Cristiano's serious look. She patted Chris on the shoulder and said, "Okay, go to bed. I'm here. Don't make trouble."
"How can I be considered as making trouble!" Cristiano muttered, but still went back to his room obediently.
He took out his cell phone and sent a message to Kaka:
[C: I think my mom has fully anticipated that you will be entangled by boys in the future]
【K: ...Maybe Auntie should be more worried about you】
[K: Cris, take good care of yourself when you go to Manchester United. I will find time to visit you]
Cristiano looked at the message sent by Kaka and scratched his hair. Was Kaka referring to the little conflicts in the locker room? To be honest, he hadn't been worried about it for a long time.
【C: Don’t worry, I’m no longer the 18-year-old Cristiano】
Seriously, what did he do after joining Manchester United in his previous life? Why does everyone feel that the atmosphere in Manchester United's locker room is tense?
In his impression, although there were occasional unpleasantries, things on the court were resolved on the court, and their conflicts came and went quickly.
What's more, Chris remembered his big brother Ferdinand when he was in Manchester United, who protected him like an umbrella and was a good man.
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