When Alvin got off the car, he finally realized why the Portuguese people walked in an awkward posture.
The three-point area below the opponent's hips revealed its original form under the lighting of the villa area.
...a spirited little fellow.
Looking at Ronaldo who was hesitating at his feet, and Ronaldo's Real Madrid teammates on the opposite side who had already seen them, Ivan made an idea and grabbed Ronaldo in front of him.
Luo Xiaoxiao:? ? ?
It seems that the Portuguese are no longer in their right mind.
After Ivan pulled Ronaldo to the body of the Ferrari, it seemed to everyone in Real Madrid that they were discussing something.
But the fact is——
Ivan said to Ronaldo seriously: "Cool down."
“…”
The Portuguese took deep breaths again and again, but it was no use. Under the gaze of his sweetheart, the shame and embarrassment made him even more unable to calm down. The growing swelling feeling in his lower body told it all.
Ivan: “…”
He frowned, as if he didn't quite understand why the little brother was suddenly so energetic in the middle of the night when the other party was clearly not stimulated by anything.
Ronaldo's face flushed. He mustered up the courage to look Ivan in the eye, opened his mouth, and hesitated to say something.
At least... relieve the embarrassment?
However, at this moment, the noise of teammates seemed to fade away gradually, and the hazy streets added a bit of solitude and charm to the narrow car body.
In the dim environment, the Portuguese himself did not realize how amazingly bright the eyes on his hot face were at that moment.
He looked at Ivan, with an indescribable expectation in his eyes.
There are only... two of them, and this is a space that belongs to them alone.
"Is it still not enough?" Alvin asked, his deliberately lowered voice sounded in the night, as if it was a bit bewitching.
Alvin looked at the other person and nodded randomly. Very good, it seemed that he really was not in a clear mind.
...looks silly.
Thinking this way, Alvin felt that it would be bad to delay any longer and it would not be good to be seen by others, so he chose to help and make quick decisions.
He stretched out his hand... three-quarters below the other person's abdomen.
Luo Xiaoxiao: "..." He suddenly held his breath, and watched the other party's slender, porcelain-white fingers getting closer and closer, and about to touch that spiritual place.
Happiness came so suddenly that the Portuguese could hardly believe it.
then--
The Real Madrid players, who were getting impatient and preparing to go out to urge the team, heard a disturbing shout coming from outside the yard.
“Ouch!!!”
Marcelo & Kaka & Pepe & Ramos:? ? ?
Wait, isn't that a robot voice?
Out of brotherly love, Kaka, who was temporarily staying at Ronaldo's house, asked loudly: "Cris? Are you okay?!"
There was a rustling sound over there for a while, and the Portuguese man's voice sounded with difficulty: "I... I'm fine, I'm fine."
Everyone: “…”
They looked at each other, feeling that something was not right with their teammates.
Outside the yard, Irving retracted his "hand that cut off his offspring" - in Ronaldo's view, he calmly reminded him: "Okay, go in, is the cold beer in the trunk of the car? I can help you get it?"
"..." The Portuguese, who was in so much pain that he couldn't even stand up, said nothing. He just stared at him with tears in his eyes, full of accusations.
Ivan stroked his curly hair and said soothingly, "Okay, it's okay. I just pressed an acupuncture point. This is the fastest way. Be good, let's go in."
Luo Xiaoxiao glared at him, who the hell wants you to coax him? ! Are you going to coax your caddy? !
Seeing that he still didn't speak or move, Ivan coaxed him: "Does it still hurt? Let me rub it for you?"
Can I massage it for you?
Ronaldo was silent. If they really did this, they would have to stay here tonight and not do anything else.
He gritted his teeth, opened the trunk of the car, took out the beer in a huff, and didn't want to talk to Alvin.
Obviously, Luo Xiaoxiao was angry and the consequences were serious.
Then he felt his hand lighten, and Alvin took the box of beer away from him.
"Let me do it, aren't you in pain?"
“…”
Ronaldo wanted to respond angrily, "None of your business," but he found that the other party was walking away with ease.
! ! !
They don't care about what they should care about, but they care about things that are dispensable!
The Real Madrid people welcomed a new guest. They looked at each other and asked in surprise: "Ivan?"
Hearing their slightly familiar addresses, Alvin didn't mind, because they were all friends of Ronaldo, and friends of friends would become friends.
"Hi, I'm Alvin Dewitt."
The teammates looked at the Portuguese who was following closely behind Ivan and still looked a little strange. It turned out that Cris was going to pick up a friend. It seemed that they were imagining too much.
Seeing the ice beer, Marcelo led a cheer and threw all his doubts behind him.
"You're glad you still remember us." The drinks arrived. Why did they care that Cris had been gone for so long? Everyone had important things to deal with.
Ivan, the person in charge of important matters, smiled just the right amount, neither humble nor arrogant. People with good looks come with a natural buff of favorability, and everyone quickly became familiar with them.
What's more, they had just seen Ivan's awesome shot not long ago.
Ronaldo looked at the time. It was already eight o'clock. He had indeed been busy for too long.
He apologized sincerely, and said seriously that he and Alvin had agreed before to bring the other party over as a guest, and this time the other party happened to be nearby, so he picked him up on the way to buy things.
"So you went to Barcelona?" the Brazilian said disapprovingly. "You were too impulsive. This was not a completely safe decision."
Ivan nodded, feeling relieved that someone shared the same idea as him.
When he was chatting with Ronaldo, he heard the other party say that Kaka had not yet chosen a place to live, his wife and children were all in Brazil, and he was alone, so he simply stayed in his house temporarily.
——The Portuguese roommate is very reliable. This was the conclusion that Alvin came to in his heart after looking at Kaka, who had a sincere and friendly smile.
——Cris’ friend does seem to be excellent. Well, being friends with him would probably be a very good choice. This is Kaka's conclusion.
They smiled at each other and shook hands.
"Hey! Am I right? You two are a bit alike, especially when you smile...you really are destined to be together." Ramos created an atmosphere.
Ivan raised an eyebrow and looked at the people with bright smiles.
With Kaka taking the lead, other people who were not so familiar with each other came up to shake hands and express their friendship.
Among them, the French, who are passionate and unrestrained by nature, even gave Ivan a kiss on the cheek.
Benzema said sincerely: "This is my first time playing with the referee. The referee is familiar with me. In the future, if you see players who violate me on the court, don't be polite to them!"
He had apparently forgotten that Irving was English, and cheek kissing was not popular in England.
People in the north of Europe are always more reserved, unlike the passionate and unrestrained people in the southern cities.
Alvin didn't refuse. After a moment of hesitation, he got used to it.
His teammates sighed, saying that Karim was really a scheming boy.
Ronaldo, who witnessed the whole process, said: "..."
Wow, how could he have forgotten there was such a thing as a kiss on the cheek!
Even if it’s not popular in England, it’s normal for familiar people to hug each other when they meet!
The Portuguese was a little annoyed when he found that he had wasted a lot of opportunities.
Then he noticed that Ivan took the initiative to hug captain Raul.
Oh yes… Alvin’s idol is here.
Benzema, who didn't seem to be aware of the kiss on the cheek, laughed happily. Then he said he was hungry because they had almost finished all the overly healthy food in Cris' refrigerator.
To express his apology, Ronaldo said he would treat everyone to a meal, but it was getting late and it would not be a good idea to go out for a meal with so many people, so they decided to have it at home.
So the question is, everyone, including Ronaldo's roommate Kaka, has reservations about tasting the Portuguese's cooking. They don't want to eat the nutritious meals that the other person makes every day.
Kaka smiled but said nothing. His teammates teased him that he even spoke for Ronaldo when they followed him to eat grass every day.
Well, in that case, let’s order takeout.
Half an hour later, they finally had their meal.
Marcelo wolfed down his food, still yelling, "Cris, we agreed to stay at your house, but you delayed me and my wife is about to go to bed. Can you provide overnight service?"
Casillas and others said that they had no psychological burden at all. They lived very close to Ronaldo's home, so it didn't matter whether they went back or not. Moreover, Casillas was not married, and his girlfriend Sara did not live with him, so there was no one else at home.
In the end, except for the older ones who chose to go back, the others stayed at Ronaldo's house, so they could drive to training together tomorrow.
Alvin was chewing an apple with his mouth puffed up, which seemed inexplicably cute to the Portuguese who were paying attention to him from time to time.
Ronaldo then remembered something: "Ivan, when did you book the flight?"
The person chewing the apple finished the last bite, wiped his mouth, and looked at him with crooked eyes: "Cancelled."
Luo Xiaoxiao: Meow meow meow?
Ivan: "I've cancelled the one tonight. It's okay. I'm not in a hurry anyway."
C Ronaldo: “…” He realized that he was indeed impulsive, and lowered his head embarrassedly, with the little curly hair on his head drooping down.
Alvin looked at his curly hair and couldn't help but reach out and rub it.
C Ronaldo:? ? ?
Ronaldo opened his eyes wide: "Do you like it?"
"I like it." Alvin nodded. He just said it casually because he thought the other person's curly hair looked cute. I didn’t expect that the other person has kept this hairstyle until today and has never changed it.
Thinking of how the other person used to change his hairstyle every month, Alvin was surprised that he seemed to have changed his personality.
Then he saw that the Portuguese man sitting next to him was smiling brightly, his beautiful eyes narrowed into slits, but it seemed as if he could see the stars in them.
It seems that he is very happy, and being happy is the best thing.
Alvin moved his nose and detected the distinct scent of hairspray.
"Are you using the hairspray I gave you?" Alvin asked.
Ronaldo nodded, feeling that Irving was very observant.
"Hmm," Ivan blinked, "So when you opened the presents, did you find anything?"
The Portuguese are confused, what else? Didn’t he notice? Could it be...
His eyes lit up. Could it be that Alvin also hid a small gift inside the big gift like him?
The young players who were sitting together leisurely, some playing games, some chatting, and some checking Twitter, watched the owner of the house run upstairs.
...It's like there's a Hercules trophy upstairs.
When Ronaldo came down, he saw Ivan being pulled by his teammates to play live football together.
Higuain yelled: "I want to use robots! Don't stop me!"
Marcelo: "Let me do it, let me do it, you go play Sergio!"
Ramos: ? ? ?
Kaka looked at Ivan: "I want to use your character."
The latter nodded: "Okay, then I'll play Kaka."
The Portuguese player who happened to hear this suppressed the joy of finding the gift on his face and stopped his teammates: "How about this, I will decide who you play with. This is the fairest way. 4v4, the losing team must agree to one request from the winning team."
"This isn't fair! Cris, you have to participate too, right? Who knows if you're going to trick us!"
"That's right, what do you say when you choose three Igors for the other side?"
Cassie: “…”
What happened to the goalkeeper? ! I can take penalty kicks!
The Portuguese man said innocently: "Just let me know."
Finally, everyone reached a consensus and said that this was the deal.
They played rock-paper-scissors and divided into two groups, one with Ivan, Kaka, Higuain and Ramos, and the other with Ronaldo, Marcelo, Casillas and Benzema.
So the Portuguese raised his tail and said, "No need for a goalkeeper, just two groups randomly draw lots, whoever scores three goals first wins. I won't designate anyone, Ivan isn't playing football now, let's give him some slack, why not let him play me."
Ramos chuckled: "In that case, why don't you play Ivan, Cris? Let us admire your demeanor as a referee."
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