Arthur's Football

On April 4th, the FA Cup semi-final, Manchester United 19-3 Everton, successfully entered the final.

Their opponent in the final was Hiddink's Chelsea.

Once again advanced to the final, seeing the possibility of achieving 7 crowns this season, Manchester United fans went crazy!

They were the ones who were the most hated in the UK, and they started to celebrate in advance without any scruples!

Although the fans are a bit of a loser, Ferguson doesn't care at all. He only tells himself to do his best, because he can't live up to the expectations of the fans.

Of course he loves the fans, and what better way to express his love than a championship?

And he himself was the happiest one——

There is nothing he can be more proud of than Manchester United reaching the top and leaving his opponents with nothing!

I thought so, but when the old coach was interviewed by the media after the game, he chose to be vague about the question of the seven championships.

Even when asked by reporters, he just said flatly: "We are now more focused on the game in front of us. Yes, although the championship belongs to us, the record is still maintained..."

Reporters, who wants to hear his old man discuss about a league that has no chance of overturning?We want to know what you think of the Champions League, we want to know who you think Arsenal or Barcelona will win.

Look at this schedule--

In the next time, Manchester United will play against Arsenal at least twice.

If Chelsea kills Barcelona, ​​Manchester United defeats Arsenal, and the Premier League decisive battle becomes the Red Devils against the Blues, plus the FA Cup final, they will play two finals with Chelsea, which is related to the championship of the two games.

Of course, such an erection will obviously make Arsenal and Barcelona fans unhappy.

We were eliminated before we played the game?We must be the last to advance to the finals!

But Ferguson did not lose his hand, and he was determined not to be fooled, so the reporters had no choice but to return home.

The players were overjoyed, because Sir Alex Ferguson was on holiday again!

However, there is a reason for this holiday. After a season of multi-line combat, and there is no winter break, Ferguson is very worried that the players will lose the last two championships due to psychological problems.

This is absolutely unforgivable for him!

Another reason is that they have never lost.

A taut bowstring, no one knows whether it will break before the arrow is shot.

Ferguson does not have to insist on finishing the season unbeaten -

Compared with the supreme glory of the seven crowns, winning the championship with a complete victory seems insignificant.

And such a record is already glorious enough!

Recently, he even wished for the players to quickly lose a game in the league...

But I don't know how it could happen, they had already randomly sent people on the field, the defense generals took turns to rest, and the third goalkeeper had a chance to start, but he still didn't lose!

Ferguson was also helpless, taking advantage of the abundant time this time, he pinned his hopes on the next round of the league.

He didn't tell the players directly, he just announced the list of the next round of matches in advance and gave them two days off.

No one knows his intentions except the coaching staff.

For the two-day holiday, the players rejoice, but it's a pity that the boss didn't give it at the right time——

Kaka's birthday is coming!

But the next game day is on the 25th!

If Ferguson gives the holiday to Kaka's birthday... that is, the 22nd...

Well, they just think about it, and it's not illegal to think about it.

Besides, Brazilians have wives and children, so how can they mess around? It is estimated that BBQ will solve the problem.

Kaka received a bunch of gifts from everyone, and Gary also asked him if he planned to hold a birthday party.Kaka apologized and rejected the captain's kindness, "There is still training that day, but Caroline will be back, and I want to spend it with her."

Gary didn't force it either. Although Kaka wasn't out of gregarious, he wasn't very gregarious either.

Cristiano used to be a bit fun-loving. The Brazilian in front of him is affectionately called a "fake Brazilian" by their fans. It's okay if he doesn't want to have a birthday party, and it probably isn't an interesting party.

But as soon as Gary left, Fatty and Benzema surrounded Kaka winkingly.

"Since you won't hold a banquet, Ricardo, how do you plan to spend it?"

"You won't lose your son to Arthur again during the two-day vacation, will you?"

Kaka folded her hands on her chest, stared at the two of them and said, "Are you interested in my private life?"

The fat man looked at the small creases around the Brazilian's eyes because of his too bright smile, and he waved his hand immediately, "No, Karim just heard what Chris and Arthur said. Chris is going to shoot a commercial, and you plan to let Arthur taking care of Luka alone? That's great..."

This fat man is envious from the bottom of his heart.

Kaka decided to explain to them, "I didn't intend to leave the child directly to Arthur, but Jorge asked me to go to London to shoot commercials... yes, commercials."

So he didn't just go to London to find his wife to be kind and loving, okay?

The only thing that comforts him is that the Portuguese curly hair is no better than him, and the two days of vacation are also reimbursed due to business activities.

"But I still went to see my wife happily and left the youngest son to the eldest son."

"Yes."

The two sang together and slipped away before the Brazilian got angry.

Kaka looked at their backs a little helplessly, and when he walked to Arthur, he found that he was texting, so he passed him, and just wanted to discuss with his fellow sufferers whether to unite to draw a line for Mendes, After the business arrangement was left at the end of the season, the Portuguese had a smirk on his face.

real!Heart!stupid!burst!up!

If he posts photos like the Portuguese, it will be difficult for this guy to accept advertisements in the future.

Kaka: "What's wrong with you?"

A "→_→" look is also included.

"Nike is preparing to promote the new season. Didn't we shoot an advertisement together last time?" Cristiano said happily, what he just saw was the sample video sent to him by Nike.

"That's right, it's a good shot, Luca is super cute!" Arthur said, "I reposted you too, but I can't make it public yet."

Kaka couldn't wait to take out her mobile phone to check, and the two who escaped just now came back.

"Advertisement? The one in which Luca made a cameo?"

"It's a pity that Cyril didn't go."

They leaned over to Kaka to watch, Kaka lowered the phone and shared it with them.

Cristiano looked at the Brazilian's silly father, but he agreed with the fat man in his heart——

The guy was right, it's a shame Cyril wasn't in the picture.

There are two versions of this ad, one long and one short.

The short one is that the children of Manchester City and Manchester United were playing football in the park, Arthur and Luca had a picnic in the park, and then the children accidentally kicked the ball off the field and flew towards Luca, and at this time Cristiano turned into the sky Popped out, a barb kicked the ball back.

Barb?

Barb?

Kaka: →_→

Fatty: →_→

Benzema: →_→

"What kind of eyes do you have!" Cristiano looked at them angrily, it must be because of envy, envy, envy!

Look at how handsome, chic, and stretchy his barb is, it's just a textbook example, much better than the fat one!

The fat man let out a hehe, and greeted everyone: "Everyone, hurry up and watch, your little baby Arthur's first commercial!"

After taking a bath, Scholes, whose feet had been sticking out of the locker room, immediately turned around and came back. Beckham threw down his body lotion and killed him.

Arthur sent them a group, and told them that it was only a sample, and it cannot be circulated yet.

Cristiano said proudly: "How about it, Arthur is very photogenic, right?"

Lenses are a weird thing.

He should be angry after seeing the extension board, because the so-called extension board is actually how Luca ran around in the park and kicked the ball to Arthur to let him play with him. Of course, the point is still Arthur's face!

Give him no more shots than the shorter one.

But he was not unhappy at all, because he saw him, Kaka, and Arthur playing football with Luka in the tidbits.

It was a nice day.

His happiness never hides, his joy is willing to share, his joy...

I was ridiculed by the crowd!

"False publicity! For Ronnie, the safest thing is to head the ball. Unfortunately, the purpose of Nike's advertising is to sell shoes."

"Advertisers are papa, understand and understand."

"Arthur has obviously turned his face to look at the camera, and feels that he will be able to clear the ball in the next second!"

"Hopefully not with the head."

Arthur, who had been watching their discussion, immediately looked at Giggs.

Giggs is from Welsh, and his antibody to Arthur has always been relatively high, but this so-called high is also relative.

Wang Laoji raised his hands and surrendered after being stared at by Arthur for less than ten seconds: "I was wrong, I admit my mistake, after all, we Arthur also scored headers, two! It's different from someone!"

Arthur looked away satisfied.

Cristiano: ...

ha?

He looked at Arthur in disbelief and complained to him, "Arthur, don't you believe that I can get into the barb? Even if I don't get in now, I will get in sooner or later!"

Arthur thought for a while, nodded and said: "There is a saying like this, 'Life has no boundaries, everything is possible'."

Everyone laughed while Cristiano was grinding his teeth!

"Ronnie, your football career is still long, there will always be!"

"I drank the bowl of chicken soup from your little chick, but if you let us lose the championship because of the barb, I will definitely beat you!"

Cristiano gave them the middle finger, picked up Arthur's lion bag, and threw it to Kaka: "Jorge let me tell you, for the sake of the milk powder money Luca earned himself, for the sake of Arthur For the sake of taking care of your child, please forgive him."

Everyone looked at the Brazilian, Kaka spread his hands, "I am very good to Jorge, really."

How could such a gentle and harmless person like him intimidate his manager?

"Growing up like you, why not sell your face if you can sell it?" Gary said puzzled.

"That's right! You don't feel unhappy when you look at the curly hair." Giggs said.

"Ricciardo, although your salary is high, it's good to earn more money." Beckham said.

"...Do you have any misunderstandings about me?" Kaka smiled wryly, "I don't hate business activities, it's just that since I have taken care of my studies, if I have some time, I just want to leave it to Luca."

"I want to spend some time with Caroline. Those business activities and itineraries can be put in the summer." Kaka added.

Everyone immediately dispersed, and after a long time, people only had academic troubles because they became academic masters. What are these people getting involved in!

When you have free time, it is better to drink, engage in BBQ, or bet on horses, and spend time with your wife and children.

Kaka waited for everyone to disperse, and watched the tidbits of the sample of the extension board again.

He loved it, and he thought Luca would too.

But the milk powder money Luca earned...does he want to open a separate account for Luca?

Cristiano was busy with advertisements, and Mendes packed his 2-day itinerary, and what made him even more dissatisfied was that he and Arthur had to live separately.

Yes, Arthur went home with Luca and Cyril.

In fact, the Portuguese knew that he should not be angry with Mendez. After all, Eve had a short vacation, and he had no reason to be unhappy because of his family reunion.

But in fact?

He's just not happy!Especially when he sent people back in person, and when Luca, Cyril, and Arthur gave him kisses when they said goodbye.

Because he came back late, after confirming with the housekeeper that Mrs. Cavendish had fallen asleep, Arthur didn't bother Mrs. Cavendish, but took a bath with Cyril and Luca after thinking about it.

To be precise, he and Cyril bathed Luka together, and answered some of Cyril's questions from time to time to prevent Luka from stuffing toys in the water into his mouth.

Luca is a cute child, but Arthur must say that he is also a greedy cat, and now he is at the stage where he can't wait to stuff everything in his mouth.

After washing his hair clean, Arthur put him in the swimming pool and put on a small swimming ring. As soon as he turned around, he saw Cyril looking at him with bright eyes.

Arthur was a little familiar with his eyes, which made him wave to him gently, and while gently washing Cyril's hair, he stared at Luka from time to time.

When he saw the little guy eating his fingers, Arthur gave up and looked down at Cyril, "You also liked to chew your fingers when you were young. I don't know if you still have the impression."

Arthur never lied, nor would he tease him with childhood events. Cyril believed in his words, but asked the question he had always wanted to know, "Did you chew your fingers when you were young? Al."

This is the most intimate title for him, and it belonged exclusively to him before being "discovered" by the current Luca.

He likes Luca, in addition to his cuteness, and maybe because of it.

"Yes, I think it's instinct. It's like the red panda needs to eat bamboo when it grows up, and the lion cub needs to drink milk when it is young."

"Can I sleep with Luka with you tonight? I promise he'll be good, and I'll be good too," Cyril said while rinsing his hair.

"Okay. Will you be happy to see Eve tomorrow?"

"Maybe some." Cyril smiled. He looked at Arthur strangely from his current angle, but he enjoyed it very much. "I'll be a good brother."

This made Arthur think again of what Dr. Andre had told him.

His little green leaf is too dependent on him and alienated from his parents.

He used to be at a loss for this, and wanted to make up for it with more things, and wanted to give Cyril more.

He gave his life for Cyril, but this should be a "no regrets" choice.

Especially when he saw Cyril, who was only 5 years old, again.

He thought: Victor and I will forgive me, because I "love" Cyril as much as they do.

After confirming to rinse him off, he leaned over and kissed Cyril's forehead, "Of course you will, you took good care of Luka. But it's a pity, that's not a little princess, but promise me, you will love him."

Cyril felt that the little princess in his mind had turned into a brat... some...

He looked at Arthur aggrieved, but finally gave in when he saw the pair of blue eyes staring at him.

"I will love him and take care of him, just like you did to me." Cyril promised.

"You're awesome." Arthur stroked his temples again and kissed him gently.

Little Luca immediately patted the sleep in the bathtub, kiss!He wants to kiss too!

They laughed, Cyril happily played with him for a while, and Arthur took advantage of this time to clean himself up.

After shaving off his beard, which was not thick but was as thin as his hair, Arthur looked at himself in the mirror.

In today's locker room, David was mocked by Gary, mainly because his body had been partially depilated.

Anderson added that they South Americans also like to shed their hair.

His male god agrees.

Kaka said that his hair grows where it should grow, and there is no additional trouble.

At last everyone looked at him.

He said that he didn't have hair removal, and he didn't have any troubles about it, and then he was surrounded by everyone, and he thought everyone's eyes were very subtle.

Jealousy?

envy?

But he didn't expect that, Gary finally said, he acted like a girl.

Although Gary was gang beaten.

"Al, what are you thinking?" Cyril looked at the uncle who had been staring at the mirror after using the aftershave, very puzzled, but this did not prevent him from putting Luka in the special position for him, and then helped He wipes himself clean.

"I'm wondering if I want to get a tan when I go to East Africa in summer."

Perhaps, this is the true meaning of why Chris likes tanning.

"No!" Cyril immediately hugged Luka and looked at him. He was afraid that Luka would fall, and he was worried that the speed would be too slow. Arthur had already made up his mind.

"Why the idea? Isn't it nice?"

Arthur was silent.

After all, it's a little... a little... inappropriate to mention to your juniors that you were ridiculed by the captain for being "like a girl".

"It's good that you are like this. I think Madam will have the same idea as me, and you are not suitable for tanning. Andrew has always envied that you don't have freckles. What if you are exposed in the sun?"

Cyril also can't imagine QAQ!

Arthur remained silent.

Andrew is really unconvincing, because even if he has a few freckles, it's just for ladies to see him and call him a cute little apple and want to kiss his little face--

At least until he was 10 years old.

"Didn't we go to Africa with Chris in the summer? I don't think he would agree." Cyril said firmly.

His uncle is really not suitable for tanning, for the sake of that blonde hair...

The topic finally came to an end because Luca yawned.

Arthur dried Luca's hair and carried him out first,

For Luca's sake, Clarence pushed the historic crib that he and Cyril had used as children into the room and leaned against the bed.

Leave Cyril blowing his hair.

He's not very good at putting Luca to sleep, but he's a good boy, and he'll fall asleep in no time with lullabies in Portuguese or English.

"I really miss this—" Cyril crawled onto the bed with a low voice and smiled, staring at his uncle, and that Lou who was breathing evenly in his arms, but was reluctant to let go of the little hand holding Arthur's pajamas Card, or the lullaby from Mrs. Miranda, or the crib that has a very different meaning to each male member of the family.

Arthur just glanced at him.

Cyril's blond hair is a bit too long. Although the child's hair color is more like his and his father's, it is full of volume. Because it has just been blown dry, it is now docilely on his chest, and only the ends of the hair are slightly curled. Son.

In fact, Cyril looks more like his mother and his grandmother. When he was a child, Victor even teased him: This looks like a princess in a fairy tale.

Arthur didn't realize his father's real purpose at the time, he just praised his daughter, followed by his grandson.

Arthur carefully put Luka in the crib, slowly opened his little hand little by little, and finally stuffed a corner of a soft blanket into his palm as a substitute, and finally he gave the child light A light kiss.

"Do you want to write a diary?" Cyril is familiar with his habits.

In life, he is not like the old-school Arthur and Victor. He likes to write and draw, but he doesn't take it as a daily brush.

"I've written it in the car," Arthur thought, and that's why he was in the bathroom wondering whether to act.

He handed Cyril a book that he hadn't finished reading and took away last time, and he put this book by his bedside.

Cyril took it, but didn't open it, he just leaned on the head of the bed and looked at Arthur, "Al, do you like the baby very much?"

He received the samples that Cristiano shared with him immediately, and he has never discovered so deeply that his uncle is so gentle.

But this kind of tenderness, besides himself, seems to be only for the baby.

In front of adults outside the family, or older people, even if it is Ludwig, Cristiano or Kaka, there is a layer between his uncle and them that he can see but cannot touch. diaphragm.

He felt that it was something like this that kept him from being "normal."

But this is not the case with children.

"I like it." Arthur said without hesitation, of course he likes children, whether it's his Cyril, Luca, or Andrew's future little princess.

"Are you expecting a new life?" Arthur asked Cyril. "Are you expecting him?"

Cyril shook his head, and he said frankly: "I'm not ready yet, but I hope you are happy. Al, you were very gentle when you held Luka, and I think the way you look at me is the same .”

Arthur was surprised by his words, he couldn't help being surprised, because it was something he hadn't expected.

It wasn't the first time he took care of Luka, nor was it the first time for the three of them to get along like this. What made him say this?

"I don't think you need to worry about these things." Cyril kissed him lightly on the side of the cheek, "I think you are a person with sound emotions, you just haven't noticed it. They have always been there, and they will never leave."

Arthur had a hard time saying what he felt, because it was surprise, surprise, and surprise.

His Cyril was a good boy, reason told him.

But his brain also tells him that this is not a rigorous conclusion.

But what does it matter?

This is not consolation, this is not encouragement, this is just "he" in the eyes of his children.

"I'm happy," Arthur said, ruffling his blond hair, which he may have picked up in the dressing room "bad habit".

"I'm glad," Arthur said emphatically, "I'm glad I'm the way you see me."

is gentle.

is sound.

He had hoped that he could be a positive role model on the path of Cyril's growth, and perhaps, he did.

"Sleep well." He pulled out the book that Cyril couldn't read anymore, "Tomorrow I will prepare breakfast myself."

"really?"

"of course."

"Oh! Chris and Ricardo have lost a lot! Good night! =3="

"Good night=3="

Mrs. Cavendish doesn't like roses, neither red nor white.

But the person she loves likes, whether it is her lover, or the person in front of her who is worthy of her love.

So she played with the roses she had just cut from the botanical garden, cut off the spikes for them, put them in a vase, and finally put the vase on the dining table herself.

There is a naughty little guy running around under her, showing off that he can walk and run, and has successfully unlocked the ability to jump and jump.

A pet sent from her old castle on the outskirts of London because of her injury—

A Himalayan cat that Victor forcibly gave away.

Of course, with her personality, it is actually very difficult to spoil her "pets".

So she just pretended not to see the little guy running around the table, running around the arrogant little guy, annoying him.

She loves Luka's energy and how she smiles when the little one yells "kitty, kitty" at her.

Cyril was placing the dinner plates himself, so he was extra careful, because these tableware had Arthur's favorite blue glaze, which was bright and gorgeous, and if one was lost, the set would not be complete.

But the little guy happily hugged his leg. This is not a good sign, he thought anxiously.

Clarence took the plate from him himself, and was greeted with a "grateful" smile from him.

Clarence gave him a fitting smile, but didn't hold back an appreciative look.

Although this is not what the young master should do, but compared to those old-fashioned and old-fashioned rules, is the lady's smile now, the atmosphere in the oversized Sam Hall, and Luca's smile more important?

Clarence thought contentedly: In two and a half months, not even three months, there will be another new life in this manor!

He sincerely thanked the Creator.

When breakfast was ready and Mrs. Cavendish was about to eat, she saw Cyril looking at her with longing.

This made the lady raise her eyebrows slightly.

Cyril immediately lowered his head and picked up the knife and fork.

It is not a good habit to take a picture first, tweet later, and eat last.Cyril warned himself.

Mrs. Cavendish smiled with satisfaction.

After breakfast, she needs to move around appropriately. Thanks to her good recovery, she is allowed by the family doctor to walk to the horse farm at most, take a rest, and then turn back.

That's enough for Mrs.

She refused Arthur's support, "Go and take care of that little guy."

Arthur didn't insist anymore because she was the Duchess of Cavendish.

Mrs. Cavendish just watched him and Cyril holding Luca's hand, and the little guy played with his feet in the air from time to time and was carried by their arms, and then he was educated by Arthur.

She walked very slowly, but without any impatience.

From a distance in her direction she could see the wisterias in the Arboretum, which were in full bloom, and she thought of the ones she had adorned in Sam's Hall.

Eve would love it.

Eve hugged her long-lost son. She could feel Cyril's carefulness. He seemed to want to keep a distance from her, not because the distance made their relationship indifferent, but because he was caring for her. little life.

"Can you still practice the piano?" Cyril asked his mother carefully.

If there is anything in Eve's life that he feels is the most important, it is her piano, and perhaps he and his father come second.

Eve kissed him on the cheek, "Of course, but he's not as good as you."

This made Cyril curious, and Eve told him some interesting things about being pregnant with him, of course, most of them belonged to Arthur.

Arthur was only six years old at the time, and he read a lot about how to take care of pregnant women, and some about postpartum and how to educate young children, and then he followed the scriptures and made a lot of jokes.

Arthur let his sister share his jokes with his son, and rarely took his eyes off Luca.

This little guy really likes that aloof cat. He has been defeated and defeated repeatedly.

Arthur kept close enough to Luca that he needed to make sure Luca wouldn't get a pussy punch.

After sharing a few words with her son, Eve looked at Arthur.

The reason for her sudden decision to return to Manchester was just a dream.

She woke up crying in her dream. If she hadn't had to deal with handover matters, she would have boarded the plane as quickly as possible, flew to Cheshire, and flew to her Arthur.

Arthur saw his sister's gaze, and just as he was about to smile back at her, he saw that proud Himalayan cat finally couldn't bear the anger caused by the bear child. It leapt and jumped onto Arthur's shoulder, condescendingly Look at the little kid.

Luca's big eyes seemed to open even wider, and then he called out "Al, Al", and the pussy was on Al's shoulder, and Al's was his!

He wants cats!

Compared with her son, who called the wind and rain and recruited cats to "ride" horses in the manor inherited by the Wellesley family for generations, Kaka spent a day in dire straits in London.

It is not easy to support a family. Although he is known as a "fake Brazilian", in fact, like any Brazilian, Kaka, who also pursues happiness and comfort zone, rubbed his face that almost froze from laughing.

Because he was afraid of being bullied or getting other "special treatment", it was Mendes' assistant who accompanied Kaka to work today.

Kaka made an appointment with him the next day to meet, and took a taxi to the reserved restaurant, where Caroline was waiting for him.

Of course dating is fun, and it’s what he’s looking forward to today. In the middle of the meal, he received an email from Arthur, which contained both small videos and photos. Share the food you eat and the interesting things you do with him.

After he finished reading, he found that Caroline put down the knife and fork, held a wine glass in her hand, and looked at him with her chin in one hand.

Ruined!Forgot to share the first time!

The desire to survive made Kaka immediately hand over the phone, "It's Arthur's email. He's telling us what Luka has done. I don't think he will miss me."

"Maybe you won't miss me either," Caroline said.

"No, summer is coming and we can go on vacation together soon. Well, maybe some business trips, Jorge is really hard to turn him down."

This made Caroline raise her eyebrows, "I remember you still want to play in the Confederations Cup in summer?"

"Yes, the Confederations Cup, the competition between the champions of various states, this is the language of the World Cup in South Africa..." When the Confederations Cup in summer was mentioned, Kaka, who was already gearing up for it, immediately talked endlessly.

"So, do we still have time to be together in summer?" Caroline continued to raise her eyebrows, she thought this was an opportunity.

She had no idea why the two teams most interested in Kaka were Manchester and, oh, maybe Madrid.

Milan is very good. She has friends, life, studies, and many designers to learn from. If she didn't choose marriage too early, maybe she can also consider her modeling career.

But since she chose marriage, she felt it was too strange to have to live in two places all the time!

She was also forced to separate from her baby and her Luca is still on formula!

"Of course. There are only a few games in the Confederations Cup. According to past experience, it only takes about half a month." Kaka explained with a smile, he wanted to tell Caroline about their Luca's milk powder money, This is a good opportunity, he kept that sample until now, it's a surprise, isn't it?

Caroline looked down, she thought for a while before looking at Kaka, "So the Confederations Cup, business trip, do we still have time to spend together?"

Kaka finally felt her outright dissatisfaction, which made him put down his phone, "Carol, what do you want to say?"

"I mean, we shouldn't be apart, should we? I'm not asking you to necessarily think about Madrid, if you adapt to England, maybe the clubs in London are good too?"

"Which club?" Kaka asked calmly, "You know, Carol, there is only one team in London that can afford me."

He is going to join Chelsea?

He is not crazy!

He even rejoiced that although the restaurant Mendez reserved for him was extremely popular, he still managed to reserve a sufficiently secluded place for him.

They are very likely to play two finals with Chelsea!

Two games!finals!

Caroline asked back: "If it's not Chelsea, or Arsenal? Ricardo, I'm just tired of being separated from you. You know I love you and I love Luka, but we are always separating."

Such a showdown made Kaka feel that the conversation could not continue. They must leave and calm down. This is not a suitable place to discuss such a topic. "Let's leave first, Carol, let's go back and talk about it."

"Where did you go back? The apartment I rented? That's not a home, we obviously have a family!" Caroline said dissatisfied.

She had considered it carefully, because Manchester United Kaka and her father were in a stalemate, and the atmosphere was not eased a little until Christmas in winter.

But Bosque didn't completely let go, especially since he and Kaka have different views on career planning.

Kaka said he is still good, Del Bosque certainly believes in this, his son is the best.

But with Ronaldinho's performance in Milan can only be said to be mediocre, Brazil's captain and No. 10 jersey are already in Kaka's pocket.

In the Samba Legion, where the superstars are now withered, Kaka is undoubtedly the top card, and as the son of the top card, he actually chose Manchester United?

The results of it?

As a result, he won't get any honor!He has almost completely missed his personal honor!

Caroline's idea is different from Bosque's, but she can understand Bosque's meaning, she understands this truth, and she thinks Bosque's idea is not wrong.

Arthur is fine, really fine, and she appreciates her helping take care of Luca, but she personally dislikes her husband being part of a "family of three" and having her being teased.

Of course she knew that Kaka was not that kind of person, nor were Ronaldo and Arthur, but she was still uncomfortable.

Eve.Wellesley is also a very proud person. In fact, it is difficult for her to understand that her husband has such a good relationship with Arthur, so good that she was ridiculed by the media several times.

Of course, she doesn't really like London either, but she doesn't want to give up her studies again, and she has accumulated some contacts now...

"Carol, let's leave first." Kaka got up and said.

He had to do this because he had just seen a flash of light, a candid shot.

Caroline was about to speak, but saw Kaka's serious expression. After thinking about it, she took her bag and called the waiter to settle the settlement with him and leave.

After the two left together, a person at a nearby table approached their table, and seemingly inadvertently took away Kaka's mobile phone that had been left on the table before the waiter cleared the table.

Kaka had a "debate" with Caroline in her car.

He thought it could only be described as "debate", nothing could be more appropriate than this.

In the end, neither of the two could convince the other, so they finally decided to calm down. Kaka declined Kaka's proposal to take him back to the hotel. Just as he was about to call his assistant with his mobile phone, he found that the phone disappeared!lose!up!

When they returned to the restaurant to search, because they were celebrities, the restaurant called the surveillance, and the final result made Kaka contact Mendes immediately.

"...Are you kidding me? Arguing, transferring, secretly taking pictures, someone taking your phone?" Mendes was stunned!

He thought this was a very, very, very worry-free customer. If he wasn't particularly interested in advertising, he would definitely give Kaka a flawless label.

But even such a flawless client would quarrel with his wife?

Mendes didn't even have the courage to scroll through the news now. He thought that there might be some well-connected media trying to call him. This made him take a deep breath, and the time to test him has come!

"...Call Sir Ferguson, or forward your number to him?" Although it will definitely disturb his sleep, it is better to tell him this kind of thing early, after all, Ferguson hates this kind of thing the most !

Didn't you see that since Beckham returned to Manchester United, she has almost never attended any celebration banquets in the team, and she rarely even went to watch football games with her children?

Kaka glanced at Caroline, who was not very good-looking, and he took a deep breath, "No need, I remember the number of BOSS, I... I will contact him myself."

"No, let me do it." Mendes sighed. At this time, Kaka sent it up, no doubt sent it to the muzzle of the gun, and waited for Ferguson's flames to erupt.

"Wait for the news!" Mendes hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Kaka waited for 5 minutes.

He was apologetic. Ferguson is getting old, and old people tend to have trouble sleeping when they are old. If Mendes woke up Ferguson, it would be equivalent to waking Mrs. Cathy...

This made him a little distracted, so that he didn't notice Caroline's unhappiness in the first place.

"Carol?"

"Ricardo, do you know what you are doing? If you tell Ferguson, it must be a big deal—"

It almost occurred to Caroline that Ferguson might tell reporters, "Give me three bullets."

She's sure to be popular everywhere United cover, and she's right behind Victoria as Ferguson's most hated woman.

"But BOSS will definitely know, it's only a matter of time." Kaka said.

"Why are you so sure? What if the other party is just asking for money? We can buy the photos, or just—" Caroline closed her mouth, she had already said what she should say, and even said a little too much.

She suddenly thought.

This also made Kaka finally realize that his wife Caroline really didn't like him staying at Manchester United.

So why?

He thought of the last time Caroline slipped her tongue.

There is no doubt that someone from Real Madrid said something in front of her again, maybe Chelsea?

But why is Caroline being agitated every time?Kaka frowned, the answer was so close to him, but he didn't dare to look at it.

"Tap the door, Carol, this is the British