His face turned red, making his light brown eyes with gradient colors even more attractive. His long eyelashes fluttered, tickling Ivan's heart.
He has such beautiful eyes.
They looked at each other and thought of these words at the same time.
Alvin felt the wonderful touch in his hands and found it addictive.
Cris's muscles seem more pronounced? It feels really good to touch.
Thinking of this, Alvin stretched out his other hand and reached upwards until he touched the full pectoral muscles.
The Portuguese, who had been stiff as he was exploring, suddenly trembled when his hand touched him.
"Ivan..." His voice was a little unstable.
Luo Xiaoxiao's breathing was disordered and his heart was beating fast. He was very experienced. Although he always liked to lie down to protect his waist and did not like to take the initiative, it did not mean that he would put himself in a passive position from the beginning where he just wanted to wait shyly for teasing.
However, facing Ivan, who was always calm but now seemed like a different person, he was a little obsessed with enjoying the other's love and caress...
Although his hands were touching the parts that could not help being moved, they were restrained and gentle. It could be felt that he was still the one he loved the most... the charming one who was rational and self-controlled.
Something hot pressed against him from behind.
He wanted to get closer to me, but he held back and just was warm and affectionate with me.
While the Portuguese were distracted, a hint of dissatisfaction inexplicably emerged.
Can Alvin still control himself at this time?
Will he still maintain his restrained expression when being intimate with me?
When Luo Xiaoxiao thought of that scene, she felt her lower body swell and become uncomfortable.
Hmm...but I really want to see what he looks like after he loses his mind and takes off his aristocratic and reserved appearance...
No one seemed to see the true nature of Alvin beneath his rational exterior, but should he have the chance?
It should be possible... Just like he never thought that the most serious Alvin could actually say such a joke that would make people's legs go weak.
Ivan's hands were still lingering on his chest. His hands were warm, without any messy calluses on them. They were indeed a pair of pampered hands.
He moved closer to Ronaldo's cheek. From his angle, he could clearly see the other's perfectly shaped nose - not the hooked nose common among Europeans and Americans, but a very delicate nose that reminded Alvin of oriental jade. Just looking at it, he wanted to take a bite.
Alvin thought so and did it. He leaned over and took a light bite on it.
I was actually distracted.
He tilted his head, and with this movement, he kissed the other person's lips.
"Huh..." Luo Xiaoxiao leaned against Ivan, turned her face, and cooperated with Ivan behind her to deepen the kiss.
He just felt like he was getting drunk.
A thought flashed through his confused mind:
Who said Alvin has no experience? He looks more experienced than the experienced ones!
Ivan's hands kept moving. After an unknown amount of time, he finally let go of Luo Xiaoxiao, who finally had time to react to his actions...
Ivan rubbed and kneaded a certain point carefully, causing the Portuguese man to whimper in his throat. He straightened his body and couldn't help but raise his head. What came into his sight was a small table with two plump and fresh tomatoes on it.
The persimmon calyx looks a little swollen, and the circle of flower-shaped leaves underneath is slightly enlarged.
Alvin and he looked at the two persimmons together - the round bodies and the shy stalks.
He chuckled softly: "Is it similar?"
Luo Xiaoxiao was angry, eyes watering: "How can this be the same?! The feel is different!"
Without the last sentence, his words would sound more confident.
"Good. Different."
Hearing the other party's joyful chuckle, the ashamed Luo Xiaoxiao pounced on Ivan again and began to... skillfully strip off his clothes.
Alvin didn't resist and let him strip him.
The blinding white is very confusing.
As he was biting and kissing Ivan's beautiful muscles, Luo Xiaoxiao felt a little regretful.
It would be better if Ivan got a little tan~(?)
Ivan looked at the Portuguese man's honey-colored skin, raised an eyebrow and said nothing.
Luo Xiaoxiao is very active, well, I bite, I lick, I let you tease me!
As he thought this, his hands began to move around. His hands went smoothly and easily entered Ivan's panties.
The expression on Ivan's face did not change, but his body was very honest, and the change in little Ivan's size indirectly reflected his thoughts.
He looked at the energetic Luo San Sui and said, "I have a game the day after tomorrow, so I might need to change my jersey then."
He said, glancing at the strawberry marks on his body.
Luo Xiaoxiao: “…”
Not only did he not restrain himself, he became even worse.
#As Cristiano Ronaldo, you must have a strong sense of territory!
Ivan pinched his face and gave him a kiss to divert his attention.
The two people were no longer just making tentative contact now. They were no longer satisfied with just kissing on the surface of their lips and began to explore more deeply.
It was obvious at this point that Alvin was a novice, because although his tongue was open and unrestrained, his technique was extremely poor.
The Portuguese was very proactive, and he was determined to make Alvin lose his composure in kissing.
Neither of them gave in, and three minutes passed like this.
Ivan has a strong learning ability. He can draw inferences from one example and apply it to other similar situations. He not only talks about it, but also practices it. When Luo Xiaoxiao was dizzy, he realized belatedly that his little Luo had been held.
Twenty minutes later.
Ivan calmly pulled the tissue next to him.
He tore off a few more and handed them to Luo Xiaoxiao.
The latter took it, wiped his hands, but his eyes did not move. He stared at Ivan's lower body with deep hatred, and did not want to admit that he, a 24-year-old man, was not as good as a 21-year-old.
After wiping it, he turned over with a pout, and stretched out his limbs on Ivan's bed, occupying most of the bed.
His skin color was tanned quite evenly, except for the white spots where he was wearing panties. Looking at those two powerful buttocks muscles, Alvin's eyes darkened.
Ivan pulled the quilt over him to cover him, but Luo Xiaoxiao refused. It was heating and it was very hot, why should he cover himself with the quilt?
Ivan: "Then put on your clothes."
Luo San Sui muttered, "Ai Wen, you are not 21 this year, but 31, right?"
His hands were still very obedient. He grabbed the underwear next to him and put it on. After putting it on, he found something wrong. Why was it a bit loose? ?
A hand reached out and handed him a piece of cloth: "This one is yours, Cris."
Luo Xiaoxiao:! ! !
#doublestrike.jpg
He was in a mixed mood and accidentally touched the remote control on the bedside table next to him. The TV turned on.
What was being broadcast on TV was a replay of the match between England and Germany. It was exactly the 90th minute of the game when Ivan dribbled past five players and shot from long range in the half.
Luo Xiaoxiao suddenly forgot the embarrassment just now, his eyes fell on the TV, unable to move away.
Until Ivan scored the goal, the thunderous cheers were deafening even through the TV.
The Portuguese were at the scene at the time and could not see Ivan's specific expressions and movements when he was dribbling the ball up close, but this would be different. The TV was constantly replaying this goal that would definitely be selected as the best shot of this World Cup, and he could see Ivan's every move clearly.
Looking at his serious and obsessed expression, Alvin also started to watch his own performance at that time, and by the way, hugged Luo Xiaoxiao from behind and kissed his cheek.
Luo Xiaoxiao was very excited, and the urge to hug Ivan and kiss him enough came back. He immediately turned around and skillfully pushed Ivan onto the bed.
In between kisses, he panted and spoke, his eyes shining: "I'm very happy."
Ivan: “What are you happy about?”
Luo Xiaoxiao hugged him and rubbed him: "I hooked up with a team!"
Alvin:? ? ?
Ivan reached out and pinched the Portuguese man's perky buttocks.
Luo Xiaoxiao bit his lip angrily: "Your fans gave you a title. You are a team by yourself."
Ivan said "oh" and smiled, "Me too, I'm very happy, I got the No.2 man that female football fans all over the world want to marry."
The Portuguese stared: "Who is No.1?"
"Right in front of you."
The two looked at each other, and Ivan suddenly broke into a bright smile, which was different from his previous lazy, polite and casual smiles. It was the smile he had when he scored the penalty kick! It’s so sweet that it’s even made headlines!
Thinking that such a smile could fascinate countless people, Luo Xiaoxiao felt proud and a little unhappy.
"Dou Dou, you are so beautiful." Luo Xiaoxiao leaned over and whispered in Ivan's ear.
As a result, he discovered that Ivan's expression had changed, with a hint of... embarrassment.
Luo Xiaoxiao seemed to have discovered a new world. He was like a child who was smug about discovering a little secret: "Dou Dou? Dou Dou?"
“…”
The Portuguese smiled happily: "Doudou, can I give you my love?"
The hand that was gently caressing his back stopped.
He was secretly delighted, thinking that it was his sweet words that touched Ivan, but he didn't notice that the color of Ivan's eyes had deepened.
Ivan held him and suddenly exerted force. Luo Xiaoxiao was caught off guard and was thrown over by him, and the positions of the two people were reversed.
Ivan stared at him: "Say it again?"
Luo Xiaoxiao reacted to his hunting eyes, and his male instinct made him want to fight back: "I give all my love to Doudou, Doudou, please keep it well and don't lose it!"
The two people's noses almost touched each other, and their eyes met, neither of them was willing to look away first, as if they were communicating about some kind of territorial conquest.
After a long time, Ivan raised the corners of his lips: "Okay, I will keep it well."
He kissed the tip of his nose and asked, "Then Cris can also fulfill my hobbies, right?"
The Portuguese, once again dazzled by the other's gentleness and beauty, nodded randomly.
Then, he felt that Alvin had flipped him over with his skillful strength.
Ivan quickly stuck to his back, and Luo Xiaoxiao discovered that Ivan seemed to like hugging him from behind.
He had no sense of crisis at all and just thought that Alvin wanted to hug him like this.
However, the other party suddenly took out a box, stretched it in front of him and shook it.
"Cris, is this something you dropped?"
Luo Xiaoxiao, who had hidden a box of small umbrellas on her body before coming here with ulterior motives: "..."
He had just taken off his clothes and forgot about his pants, and this thing fell out of his trouser pocket and was discovered by Alvin!
Luo Xiaoxiao's ears turned red.
He wanted to say something in defense, but then shut up with a hum.
"Madam, you are so thoughtful. In that case, I cannot help but satisfy you." The man behind him said, showing his desire to Luo Xiaoxiao generously. The burning sensation against his buttocks said it all.
He then locked the Portuguese in place, tilted his head, and bit the back of his neck with undeniable force.
Luo Xiaoxiao's hair stood on end, and he realized that he should do something... Wait, why did he seem to have become the one below? !
His condoms are for his own use! All sizes are his!
Ivan reacted faster. He reached out to Xiao Xiao Luo and grasped the most sensitive part of the opponent in his hand.
If the Portuguese hesitated for a second, they would have "lost" the night.
He slowly succumbed to Ivan's pleasant voice, his sweet words, and his gentle movements, letting him hold him like a small animal, feeling the regular vibrations of the high-quality bed beneath him, and couldn't help whimpering.
…
40 minutes later, Alvin took a few tissues again and bent down to kiss away the moisture from the corners of his eyes.
He was a little tired and squinted his eyes, not wanting to pay attention to Ivan.
In a daze, he heard Alvin talking in his ear.
"Just date me. Don't date a team. You're too busy to handle that, Mrs. DeWitt," Ivan said in a hoarse voice. "How about... we give birth to a team?"
He was covered in sweat, his hair on his forehead was damp, his eyelashes seemed to be slightly sticky, and his eyes were filled with satisfaction after a big meal. He looked sexy and charming.
Sufficient... Sufficient. Luo Xiaoxiao forced herself to open her eyes and focused on Ivan's face, and found that the other party was satisfied!
His hands were still caressing and comforting himself, there was pity in his eyes, but more of it was desire!
"Don't do that again!" Luo Xiaoxiao glared at Ivan and lectured him, "Have you won the World Cup? If you didn't, you're just thinking about these irrelevant things!"
He seemed quite proud of himself after he finished speaking, and used what Alvin had said to him before to counterattack Alvin.
Ivan said innocently: "How can it be unrelated?"
"How could it be related?!"
"Relaxing before the game is also a necessary measure to prepare for the game."
“…”
"Madam, come here in person, isn't that what you want?"
"Don't call me that!" The Portuguese became so angry and humiliated upon hearing this name that they turned around and wanted to rebel.
Is there anything that can calm the angry Luo Xiaoxiao better than a kiss? Is one kiss enough? If that’s not enough, then do it twice.
Ivan's eyes became lighter in color, his beautiful eyes were half-closed, and he gave a light kiss on the Portuguese man's eyes, seriously and piously. If he were to wear cat ears on his head, he would probably look like a big cat that had just eaten a fish to fill its stomach.
And now it's meowing and wants to be fed. The shaken Luo Xiaoxiao thought expressionlessly.
But his embrace was so warm that I didn't want to leave at all.
Forget it, I am the master after all!
Ivan whispered in his ear, "Do it again, and I'll score one more goal the day after tomorrow, okay, dear Cris."
Luo Xiaoxiao snorted: "Two goals are enough?"
Ivan turned him over: "Well, remember the extra ones first, and make up for them after the World Cup."
“…”
Luo Xiaoxiao, lying on the bed, felt that she might not be able to get out of bed tomorrow.
However, facing the beauty, he had no intention of refusing.
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