legendary player [football]

Although the holiday was barely two days long, Leo still insisted on bringing the two children there.

Chris is also the father of the child. The reason why he is willing to let the two little guys stay in Madrid is because of his love for his boyfriend.

The three of them sat on the stall and played, bursting into earth-shattering laughter from time to time.Xiao Luo couldn't bear the laughter. He was sitting on the sofa watching videos on his iPad, but was disturbed by his old father's devilish laughter and had to find another quiet place to stay.

Leo also disliked his boyfriend for being too noisy, so he stood up and walked to the French window to call Mendes.

With one hand in the pocket of his shorts and his phone in the other, the automatic sprinkler in the yard outside is watering the lawn.

As soon as the call was connected to say hello, someone poked his head from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder, and yelled over the phone, "Hey, Jorge. I know there's a restaurant, Chicken Parmesan It's pretty good, shall we try it?"

Before Mendes could say "good", he was blocked by Leo, "No, I can't be photographed by the media, so I'll eat at home."

Chris: "..."

Mendez: "..."

He thought for a while, and tentatively asked his old friend: "Cris, do you have any objections?"

Chris smiled: "No, I think it's good to eat at home."

"!!!"

"Are you the same Cristiano Ronaldo I knew?" Mendes called over the phone in an unbelievably hyperbolic tone.

Chris shrugged, thinking he couldn't see, and said, "No matter what you say, this meal is at home anyway. You don't think my cook is a bad cook."

"No, it has nothing to do with your chef's skills. I'm talking about you, you used to always make up your mind."

"Yes, but that was before..."

Leo handed over the phone: "Why don't you talk?"

Chris waved his hand: "No, no, I have to accompany the children."

Leo took the phone and said to Mendes in a very sincere tone: "I really can't be photographed by the media. I stipulate that players must report if they leave Spain. I'm just playing around. I came to Turin during my break, so I can only stay at home."

"I understand, I understand, don't be nervous." Mendes didn't know how to explain to him, "I just want to express that Cris is... different from before."

"Oh," Leo turned his head and glanced at his boyfriend who was playing with the child, "It's fine now, I'm very satisfied."

At night, Leo returned to the bedroom after putting the two children to sleep.He opened the door to enter the room, turned around and closed the door, at this moment, a strong force behind him pushed him forward, and the whole person was pressed against the door panel.

The hot and humid kiss fell on the back of the neck eagerly and roughly, instantly igniting the long-suppressed desire.

The next morning, he still woke up according to his previous biological clock, but the exercise of the two of them last night was too intense and lasted too long.This caused his mind to wake up, but his body has not yet woken up.

So, without even opening his eyes, he reached out to touch the person next to him.Coincidentally, as soon as the hand was put on it, it touched the place that was more exciting in the morning, and then the man turned over and asked in his ear: "Are you coming again?"

Leo still didn't open his eyes, but pushed him: "Go and make milk powder for the child."

Even so, he grabbed the person and refused to let go.Chris turned over and pressed on: "Don't worry, there are nannies here, and they won't be hungry."

When Mendes came over, Leo and the others had just woken up, wearing home T-shirts and shorts, sitting on the floor and playing with the two children.

The child is five months old, and he is white and fat. The brother and sister have their own good looks, and their personalities are completely different. The elder brother is cold and the younger sister is clingy.

Mendes brought presents to all three of the children, including a sports watch for Minilo, who was past the age of toys.The other two small ones are either teddy bears or rattles, diamond-encrusted or something, which are nothing new.

Chris joked at the dinner table: "I'm going to regenerate the football team and have Jorge send gifts to the bankruptcy every time he comes to our house."

Leo glanced at him: "I think this is just right now, if you really want to give a gift, then give it to me."

Mendes asked casually, "What do you want?"

Leo cut a piece of steak for himself: "I've been looking at private jets recently, and I'll send you the link when I choose one that I'm satisfied with."

"???"

Mendes thought he had bad ears and had auditory hallucinations, and immediately pointed to Chris next to him: "He has experience, you send it to him, and let him choose a good one for you."

Leo smiled: "I'm just kidding."

He is very obedient and sweet when he smiles, he is a big boy.Mendes gasped when he saw it, always feeling that his old buddy was doing something wrong.

After dinner, Mendes sat down with two big clients to discuss work, and the two looked at several sponsorship contracts.

Leo was not good at dealing with this kind of text, so he turned back impatiently to the signature page and signed his name directly.

Mendes asked him, "Are you not afraid that I will sell you?"

Leo shrugged indifferently: "You dare not."

"Why don't I dare?"

Leo laughed: "Cris will hit you."

He's so cute, Mendes couldn't help laughing.This kind of appearance, this kind of professional ability plus this kind of personality... He deserved to be held in the hands of a group of sponsors, and he was awarded a sky-high sponsorship contract.

Chris watched from the side, his eyes doting and obsessed, he really liked watching their little Leo bicker with others.

Leo used to be a very shy and inarticulate kid, always being speechless by others.

Now seeing him speechless about the eloquent world's number one gold-medal football manager, Chris feels very relieved—boyfriend has grown up.

The next day Lu Xi received a call from Ricky, talking about buying a private jet and asking him to provide some information about Leo.

Lu Xi was still a little confused: "Why didn't I hear the boss talk about buying an airplane before?"

Ricky shrugged: "Maybe I decided to buy it when I talked about this issue yesterday, who knows."

Lu Xi: "..."

Buying an airplane is like buying a mobile phone online.

Leo was flying back to Paris the next day, and Chris was flying to Lisbon.The two children stay in Turin temporarily, and Leo will come back to pick them up after the international match day.

But he was still a little worried, so he made a special trip to let Lu Xi stay with the children.

When Leo returned to Clairefontaine, everyone arrived one after another.The first person to greet him was Pogba. This buddy had a new hairstyle, with rich colors and messy shapes. At a glance, Leo thought a big parrot was flying in the distance.

The two former brothers and sisters got together, and Pogba felt particularly complicated when he saw Leo. The two used to be inseparable, but now they go their separate ways.

Leo is too valuable, Real Madrid bought him with a huge sum of money and almost went bankrupt, so there is no spare money to buy others.

Pogba glanced at Leo with some resentment: "How about it, the weather in Madrid is much better than Manchester."

Leo couldn't help but smiled: "Well, there is sunshine every day."

Pogba leaned on his shoulder and said, "I want to go too."

Leo pushed him and scolded with a smile: "Stay aside."

At this time, Kanter and Giroud got out of the car. The height difference between the two seemed like an adult with a child.

Just as Leo was about to enter the castle, when he saw them coming, he stood there and waited for a while, then hugged and greeted them.

Kanter always has a naive smile on his face. In Leo's view, his smile is very contagious and can make him forget all his troubles and anxieties.

That's right, before entering the big castle, Leo was a little anxious.

Before he came, he looked at Didier Deschamps' call-up list. The entire defense line was changed except for Varane. Due to various reasons, the midfield and frontcourt had also been adjusted in terms of personnel. He has a good relationship with him. None of Tolisso, Paval, and Lucas Hernandez came.

He always believes that the 23-man roster for the World Cup last year is the 23 strongest active players in France. The tacit understanding, unity and strength between them are unmatched by any team.

But Leo also understands that no one can maintain the peak state forever, and people's wills are different, and the final heights they reach are also different.There are people in this world who relentlessly pursue greater dreams, and there are people who are satisfied with one achievement and lose their way forward.

Injuries, status, and career planning will all affect a player's future.Who should be selected for the national team is a question that Deschamps should worry about, not him.

Leo and Da Jirou hugged and greeted, cared about the recent situation of his teammates, and then cared about that... um...

The two of them have a tacit understanding. Every time they come to the national team, Giroud will bake some small biscuits at home and bring them over to feed a teammate who likes sweets.

But this teammate's daily sugar intake was on the verge of exceeding the limit repeatedly. The coach watched him very closely. Once discovered, it was very likely that he was half-playing in the gym or on the playground.

Therefore, every time the two people do this kind of transaction, they are sneaky, body to body, looking left and right, just like the streets of DGSE (French intelligence agency).

Leo couldn't help but took it out and ate a piece first, then frowned: "I put less sugar."

Giroud showed a "what are you talking about" expression: "I'm so worried that your body fat exceeded the standard during the physical examination."

Pogba leaned over to take a piece, and Leo handed the box to Kanter, who shook his head shyly. Without saying a word, Leo directly picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, and then closed the fresh-keeping box He threw the lid into his backpack and grabbed Kanter's shoulder: "Go in."

Pogba and Giroud walked behind them, always feeling that the domineering president and his little wife were in front of them.