"Ivan?" Luo Xiaoxiao didn't know how to organize her words for a moment.
Alvin took his hand away, covered him with the quilt, and told him with his actions to go to sleep.
The Portuguese stared. How could he sleep after such a thing happened? ! He turned around, rushed over and held Ivan down.
"What did you just do to me?" He was incredulous, and his knee seemed to be no longer painful!
Ivan had secretly used it on others so many times, but this time it finally failed. He thought for a moment and said, "Hmm, Chinese Kung Fu?"
Luo Xiaoxiao: “…”
Did Alvin think he was Little Chris?
Forget it. The Portuguese turned over and lay down, then turned around and faced Alvin with his back.
The person behind him was helpless, and his source of heat came over. Alvin hugged him from behind and simply told him the reason.
The Portuguese opened their eyes wide, what? Is there such a thing? Was it really not Alvin who was just teasing him?
"Maybe God sympathizes with me for what happened to me and is giving me compensation." Alvin downplayed it and just told Luo Xiaoxiao that he could repair his body within a certain range.
"So, once you complete a certain task, you can get the final repair function and play football again?" The Portuguese understood and realized the seriousness of the matter belatedly. "You told me that? Aren't you afraid that I'll tell others?"
Ivan's face was pressed into the crook of his neck: "Don't be afraid."
Luo Xiaoxiao felt happy but also a little upset: "Why?"
"No reason, just say it if you want to."
Luo Xiaoxiao: “…” Humph, go to sleep. There will be a loving breakfast tomorrow morning.
Alvin smiled behind him. I've heard there's a saying that goes, "Dating without the intention of getting married is hooliganism." He wanted to tell Cris that he didn't intend to be rude to the other party, but he didn't say it. It would be bad to keep the other person awake in the middle of the night.
the next day.
The Portuguese woke up and found the seat next to him was empty.
He came out of his daze and looked at the time. It was eight o'clock.
Is Alvin going to make breakfast? Luo Xiaoxiao wanted to get out of bed and see what Alvin was making for breakfast.
He opened the door and smelled a nice aroma.
Early in the morning, I have an inexplicable appetite.
Ivan appeared behind the door and saw him standing there with messy hair. He asked disapprovingly, "Why did you come down?"
Luo Xiaoxiao muttered: "It's not like I can't walk." He remembered that yesterday when he went to wash up, Ivan carried him there. For the first time, the 5.5-foot-tall Portuguese man felt like a giant baby.
His attention was quickly attracted by the hot thing in the other person's hand. The off-white paste was served in a bowl with green chopped green onions floating on it. The aroma of meat filled the air along with the steaming hot air.
It looks great! Who said Alvin can't cook? I really have to look at him with new eyes!
"What is this?" the Portuguese was very interested.
Alvin brought the porridge into the room and put it away, then turned back, picked up Luo Xiaoxiao and moved him to the bathroom.
“…”
When he finished and returned to the room, Alvin told him: "This is century egg and lean meat porridge."
The Portuguese man couldn't wait to pick up the spoon, but when he heard this, he almost threw the spoon away: "What? What porridge?!"
Ivan repeated it clearly, word for word: "Preserved eggs, lean meat, porridge."
Luo Xiaoxiao: “…” Damn! Alvin did it on purpose!
Ivan smiled: "It's delicious, you try it." He took the initiative to use the other person's hand holding the spoon to scoop up the preserved eggs that were cut into small pieces underneath. The black color appeared on the surface of the beige porridge. In the eyes of the Portuguese, it was an evil thing that destroyed the beauty.
Luo Xiaoxiao's face turned green.
He turned his head away, as if refusing to eat.
"You can drink the porridge. If you are not used to the preserved eggs, you can choose not to eat them. It won't affect the taste." Alvin seemed to have anticipated the other party's reaction and was just preparing to coax the child to eat in the future.
Unable to resist the temptation of the meaty aroma right in front of him, Luo Xiaoxiao opened his mouth and swallowed a spoonful of porridge that was not too hot because it was just cooling off. The delicious taste on his tongue made him open his eyes wide.
Hey, food with preserved eggs doesn’t seem so scary~
He waited for Alvin to feed him very confidently, completely forgetting the fact that his hand was not injured.
This was the first time Alvin fed someone like this. Little Chris had just turned one year old, and his grandmother was in charge of providing him with complementary foods. Alvin had only tried making milk powder before.
So one of them was very curious and the other was enjoying it very much, and they finished half a bowl of porridge.
Those ugly preserved eggs were once again exposed to the Portuguese.
Luo Xiaoxiao stared at them. Ivan noticed and asked him, "What's wrong? Do you want to try it?"
Luo Xiaoxiao: “…” I was a little moved, but also very scared.
Alvin scooped up a spoonful of egg whites. It looked golden yellow, not black, and didn’t seem that dark?
Ivan: "Try this. You should be able to accept this. The egg white of the preserved egg has no taste."
Luo Xiaoxiao tried it hesitantly, and found that it was true. It had a chewy texture and was not bad.
So he got bolder and decided to challenge the dark yolk.
The Portuguese man with the egg yolk in his mouth changed his expression. Alvin was prepared and even pulled out the tissue. Unexpectedly, the Portuguese man's expression changed again and again, but he still held it back.
He swallowed the preserved egg with difficulty, supported by the idea that "if Alvin can do it, so can I."
Ivan just laughed out loud, it was so cute.
Luo Xiaoxiao puffed up her cheeks and said, "I don't want it! You eat the preserved egg!"
"OK, I'll eat." Ivan avoided the preserved egg and fed him the porridge. Then, in front of Luo Xiaoxiao, he ate all the preserved eggs in the bowl. "There's more, do you want more? I'll only give you porridge without the preserved egg."
Luo Xiaoxiao looked at her boyfriend with admiration, thinking that he was a warrior: "I want more."
Alvin went out, and this time he brought little Chris, who had just woken up, into his arms.
Little Chris can say some simple words. When he sees Big Chris, he stretches out his paws and shouts for his dad to hold him.
Luo Xiaoxiao fell into silly dad mode for a second, feeling content as long as he had a son. Little Chris played with his silly father with a calm face, and his face actually showed the same helplessness and doting as Ivan.
Alvin brought the pot of porridge directly over and also took little Chris's bowl with him.
Dolores tasted the porridge cooked by Ivan and praised it highly. She praised her son-in-law to the sky and then asked him to take care of the older ones and cultivate their relationship. She also helped take care of his twins.
The twins' room was decorated pink, and the little princess was taken care of directly. As for the older brother, he had to bear with his sister.
Luo Xiaoxiao took the second bowl. He was embarrassed to let Ivan feed him in front of his son. In order to show his authority as a father, he also wanted to feed little Chris.
He wanted to be naughty, so he took the initiative to put some preserved eggs into little Chris's bowl.
Then he fed the preserved egg to his son with a sly smile on his face. Ivan watched him do it.
In the end, the Portuguese did not see the ending they wanted to see. Little Chris was not like Big Chris, who showed his emotions on his face. He was super calm, just like his father Ivan. He ate the preserved egg without changing his expression and did not show any disgust at all.
Luo Xiaoxiao: “…”
He looked at little Chris's expression, then at Ivan with a smile in his eyes, and he was stunned.
Dolores said that the father and son look alike, but why does he feel that little Chris looks alike to Ivan?
Little Chris finished his portion and turned skillfully to look for Alvin, who took a clean towel and wiped his mouth.
“……”Big Chris was jealous because his son lived a more luxurious life than him.
Think about it, when he was a kid, there wasn't so much attention paid to it. His son really just spent too much time with Ivan, and was subtly influenced by him.
His thoughts were all written on his face. Ivan wanted to tease him: "Chris will definitely be extraordinary when he grows up. He will be a CEO."
The Portuguese was really unhappy: "Little Chris will definitely be a great player when he grows up, just like his two dads. He can become a president or something and then retire!"
Ivan wiped little Chris's paws: "What does Chris like to do?"
The real CEO, Chris, replied politely: "Yeah~"
Telling him that he might not understand, Ivan said, "You should give him a few things to choose from, that way it will be more convincing."
Luo Xiaoxiao thought this was a good idea, and Alvin went to get a few things, including a small football, the seal of the Angel family, a whistle, Nike shoes, Alvin's World Cup goalkeeping gloves, and even a red card.
Luo Xiaoxiao thought about it and added hairspray and perfume.
"Chris, what do you like? Choose one for yourself." Luo Xiaoxiao put his son on the ground.
Little Chris remained calm, but he might not understand the intentions of his two fathers.
Ivan squatted down and pushed the gadgets in front of little Chris: "Chris, pick one you like."
The real president, Little Chris, understood, and Daddy Ivan said that all these things in front of him are his!
They were all his and there was no need to rush to take them all now, so having already drawn the boundaries of what belonged to him, little Chris decided to take the things that were not yet his.
Seeing that his son did not move for a long time, Luo Xiaoxiao deliberately pushed the small football towards his son.
As a result, he was stunned to see his son stretch out his paws towards Ivan and throw himself into Ivan's arms.
Luo Xiaoxiao:? ? ?
Little Chris stood firmly on Ivan's arms, raised his arms high, and pressed his paws on Ivan's cheeks!
Ivan was surprised, the dimples on his face were rubbed out by little Chris's actions.
Little Chris is happy, the nest is out! Press and hold! It's little Chris's!
"Aa ...
Luo Xiaoxiao:? ? ?
The fake Mr. Luo grabbed his son and was about to teach him a lesson: "Chris, you should choose those little things on the ground, not your father Ivan! Do you hear me?"
The real Mr. Luo was arching his butt in his arms, and in his opinion it made no difference. Daddy Ivan was also squatting on the ground.
He was dissatisfied. Everything on the ground belonged to little Chris. What was wrong with him going to find his nest?
"PaPa! Oh oh!"
The silly dad was stunned. What did he hear? Little Chris called dad!
The real Mr. Luo is dissatisfied. He heard it and wants to protest! The president never repeats his words a second time! Seeing that Big Chris had no intention of letting him go, he turned around and reached out his hand towards Ivan's face.
"Whoa whoa!"
Ivan came close to the father and son and kissed each of them. Little Chris was happy and held Ivan's face like a president and also kissed him on the face.
Ivan had deep dimples on his face, which made little Chris laugh.
The fake Mr. Luo understood. He moved his butt to block little Chris's sight. He felt that he needed to talk to his son: "Chris, the dimples belong to Ivan, and Ivan belongs to dad. You have to fight for yours by yourself, understand?"
He picked up the football on the ground and handed it to Chris: "For example, this one will belong to you."
Little Chris held the ball, blinked, and looked at the dimples on Ivan's face. He thought that Big Chris always gave him the ball, trying to exchange it with him for Ivan's dad's dimples, it must be because he liked the ball very much, so he decided to generously give the ball to him.
Don't worry about it, the ball is for you and the dimple is for me~
Luo Xiaoxiao accepted her son's generous gift in a daze, and then watched her son continue to happily play hide-and-seek with Ivan's dimples.
Luo Xiaoxiao:! ! !
Little Chris was contentedly "pampering" Ivan's dimples, and when he noticed Youyou looking at his father, he reached out for him to hug him again.
I want both dads Chris~They all belong to Chris~
Big Chris leaned against the owner of the dimple unceremoniously and rubbed Little Chris's face.
The owner of the dimples hugged them and he remembered something: "Cris, I'm going out tomorrow and will be back soon."
Whenever Luo Xiaoxiao is with her son, her childish nature comes out and she can't stop. When I heard him say that, I approved it without hesitation.
The person Alvin went to see was his biological father, Leopolda.
Sitting in front of this man who had never appeared in his growth process, Alvin didn't know how to face him in this way.
Leo was still as easy-going as he was when they met last time. His deep blue eyes hid the romance and tenderness that is unique to Italian men. Although Ivan's eyes were similar to his, there was no trace of Italian in his temperament.
He grew up in England, he is already English.
After hearing Leo's simple purpose, he obviously wanted to meet Ivan in private.
Ivan looked at him and said, "Excuse me for asking, does your wife know about your relationship with me?"
Leo didn't expect him to ask this, so he told her his plan anyway: "If I had told her directly at the beginning, she might not be able to accept it, so I told Aubrey first, um, your brother. At first I wasn't ready to recognize you, but now I still want to follow my heart. I plan to tell my wife about this after I take Aubrey back."
He said sincerely: "Your mother didn't recognize me, but I recognized her. Later I learned that she was not married, but had a son whose age was just right. You may not believe it, but God would play such a joke that I finally recognized you."
"It's a little late now, but if you don't mind, I'll fill the father role again, just like I did with Aubrey."
A faint smile appeared on Irving's face. "Such a joke is not funny, Mr. Bova. I am an adult and no longer need a father. You can see that I am doing well without my father. And I don't want your family to be affected by the re-establishment of the father-son relationship between you and me."
He tapped his fingers on the table and looked out the bustling window: "There is one thing you need to understand. This is not a matter between the two of us, but a matter between three families."
He said it very politely, but the meaning behind his words was very clear: "Please go back and discuss it with your wife first, and then come back to talk to me about this matter."
Leo nodded. He also knew that this matter could not be rushed. He was silent for a while and took out his briefcase: "Okay, Mr. DeWitt, I came here today and I want to get to know you in another capacity. I am a producer now. I have sent an email to your agent, but have not received a reply yet."
He handed over a document: "This is something we will continue to discuss with your agent. Since I can meet with you today, I will show it to you first. If you are interested, you can also communicate with your agent."
Alvin opened the file bag, which contained a stack of papers. He glanced at it and found it was a script.
The title of the script is a few clear words——
Become a Famous Player
Leo said simply: "This is a preliminary script we adapted based on your upbringing. It's just a rough outline at the moment, and we need to discuss the details with your agent."
"We hope to get your authorization, and if you are willing to play the role, that would be the best outcome. No one is more suitable to play yourself than you."
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