The years I played football at Real Madrid

"Oops, I seem to be wearing it wrong." No wonder it was a little tight when walking, I said to Cyril in the kitchen, "See if you're wearing mine."

Cyril came over with a smile, cut a plate of fruit salad, and topped it with sauce, which looked delicious.

"No. Don't think about it, I did it on purpose." He said.

On purpose?

What is the need for this thing to be intentional?Showing affection is not like this, is it?

With a look of "I didn't expect you to have such a hobby", I took an apple from the fruit plate and ate it.

Cyril said: "Your pair is new, I haven't worn it, and I replaced it for you specially. You are with me, so you have to follow my living habits. The underwear needs to be updated at least three months , did you hear that?"

"It's still good, and it's not bad, and I've been exposed to the sun and sterilized. Why?"

After sleeping once, I will start to take care of my underwear.Does that mean that after sleeping for a month, I have to listen to his instructions even when I walk?

horrible.Can I request a return?

Cyril knew what I was thinking and said, "No. I don't care about anything, it's just the most basic hygiene requirements."

Is this still the most basic?I feel sorry for the three pairs of underwear in the closet. "...You can't be too domineering, how about half a year, half a year?"

Cyril said: "Three months, it cannot be changed."

I put on a fierce face. "Have you considered the deep relationship between me and the old underwear? A stone will become hot after covering it for a long time. Let alone a pair of underwear!"

Cyril said: "You have to think about me, we are together now, where are you..."

I knew immediately what he meant, and he was right to be concerned.I was afraid that I would blush, so I quickly said, "Okay! It's only three months, no need to say. I'll listen to you."

Cyril succeeded in his tricks, and laughed, "And your toothbrush. I bought you a new one, an electric toothbrush. It's clean and it won't hurt you."

I endured it for a while, and said: "Isn't it? I used it very well before. Don't use it to define me as not hygienic or something. In fact, I take care of myself very clean every day. I don't even use an electric toothbrush. , leave it for your future use.”

"It is also necessary to change the toothbrush."

What is the need?Don't you just want to control me?Underpants, toothbrush, everything wants to control me, I am the kind of person who is controlled by others?Pretend to agree to him first, and when he falls asleep at night, I will sneak out and brush his teeth with the old toothbrush before, can he find out? ...Fuck, I feel aggrieved just thinking about it.

Cyril said: "You don't think it's necessary?"

I quickly shook my head, "You are right. I have no objection."

Cyril leaned over and kissed me, sticking his tongue in, sucking and licking, passionately.

"What are you doing? Huh..."

"Let you fully understand the importance of toothbrush hygiene. Because we often kiss, you should brush your teeth obediently." There seemed to be light in his eyes, and he looked straight at me, making my hair stand on end.He also licked his lips, threatening intent clearly.

I could only nod hurriedly, "I didn't say anything against it."

"And your clothes, I think..."

This time it was me who blocked his words with my mouth. I kissed him, and he responded enthusiastically, and then...

Then it was afternoon.

Cyril lingered on the white and soft bed and refused to get up. He didn't even wear pants, so he got up naked and hugged me.

Real Madrid players have always been in good shape, not to mention that he was the one selected carefully.

So ashamed.I picked up a pair of underwear from the foot of the bed and covered his chest, "Put it on, put it on."

Cyril was laughing, "Didn't it be quite straightforward when I took off my clothes just now? What, you won't admit it after you're done?"

Young people nowadays are really becoming more and more shameless.

I said, "I'm afraid you'll catch a cold."

On Cyril's collarbone was the red mark left by my kiss. He had just experienced it not long ago, but he still crawled over and rode on my lap, and suggested, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. When it comes to catching a cold, let's try that position... ..."

He was so demanding that I once suspected that I was no longer good at that.

I could only satisfy him as much as I could, but in the end he begged for mercy again, and I let him go. It didn't take long for him to tease me again, and we fell asleep after teasing.I was hungry in the middle of the night, and he kicked me out of bed, so I had to go get him something to eat.

Day and night were reversed, lingering, after five days, I deeply felt that this could not go on, so I stood up and resisted. "...how about we go to Switzerland?"

There are two of us nominated for the Ballon d'Or this year, as well as Bayern's Roy.A despicable wolf with a big tail. He always likes to tease Jim in Dortmund. Every time Jim is abused, he will call me to complain—— If he was abused by me in the European War, he will call Luo Yi complained.

Cyril snorted lazily.

"Let's go." I said.

Cyril hugged me, "I don't want to go."

"You have to go." And then I said, "You're young, and I'm counting on you to help me earn a Golden Globe."

He put his face on my stomach like a baby, "No."

I stroked his hair, "This is the first time you have entered the top three this year, and you have a chance to win the Golden Globe. Go, don't win the Golden Globe and you don't come, what should you do? Golden Globe Can the award be mailed over?"

I have already called several good "captains" and journalist friends I know in advance.

Bayern performed well this year. Except for the Champions League, they have won all other championships they can win.Roy also has the America's Cup winner.

But we have had a bumper harvest this year.Cyril has one less national team honor than him, but one more Champions League than him.It stands to reason that in terms of trophies and goal statistics, they are split [-]-[-].

I?I don't need to say more.

Although there is no hope for me to win the award, I hope that Cyril can get the Golden Globe Award, so that after I retire, no matter how bastard he is, basically no one will give him a hard time for the Golden Globe Award on his head .

He must have looked handsome on the podium.

But I can't give him too much hope, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, I know how it feels.

I smiled and said, "Just go for a stroll and walk around the place by the way, you can find your way next time you go."

Cyril said: "I don't want to go. I just want to sleep in bed with you every day and not go anywhere." Oh, blame me, beauty deceives others.

I asked him: "Didn't you say you want to earn money to support your family? Go for a walk, and your endorsement fee will be doubled compared to before."

Cyril finally cheered up, "You are right, I have to earn money to support my family."

He got out of bed, a few steps were fine, and after a little more walking, his legs began to feel weak.I've only seen this happen to people recovering from broken bones.

"We'll be a little more restrained in the future."

"why?"

I said angrily: "You can't even walk. When the season starts, do I still count on you to score goals?"

Cyril was also embarrassed, but he became more confident in front of me. "Blame me? You made me like this. I didn't go to the toilet except for basic necessities. You are not strong in self-control, and you are greedy for beauty, and you still say I am bad?"

I can only say: "I was wrong, I said the wrong thing."

Cyril kissed me, and suddenly turned over the old score, "In front of that former manager, did you admit your mistake so easily?"

This is a proposition, I am pretending to be a deaf-mute now.is there time?