[football] little princess

1994 12 Month 24 Day.

It is not uncommon for Setlla and Beckham to spend Christmas together. After all, the schedule of the Premier League youth team is not much easier than that of the first team. Celebrate Christmas with teammates in Manchester. Setlla later remembered that at least before being surrounded by frequent commercial activities, Marshmallow in her mind was really a child who simply loved football.

In the evening, Beckham's older sisters Lynn and younger sister Joanne played gospel hymns together, and the family gathered around the fireplace laughing and chatting. Setlla likes this kind of family reunion atmosphere very much. Most of the time, she listens carefully to the people in the Beckham family talking about interesting things that happened this year.Isn't Beckham very used to Setlla sitting aside so quietly, holding his face in his hands without saying a word, isn't the little princess beside him always the most talkative and playful?

"Isn't it fun?"

Setlla shook her head vigorously, "No, it's very interesting. Marshmallow's family is so warm, I like this feeling."

Didn't you spend Christmas with your family?Beckham didn't ask, but he already got a cruel answer in his heart.Taking a Christmas hat and putting it on Setlla's head, Beckham held up the camera and said that he would take a picture of Setlla.Wearing a lovely pink coat, the little princess was relentless in her photoshoot with her marshmallows, and even snapped a larger red santa hat onto Beckham's head for a victorious V Gestures.

The happy family reunion didn't end until after midnight mass, Sandra and Ted both touched Setlla's head before going upstairs, making her look forward to the presents from Santa Claus tomorrow morning, "Don't forget to put away your socks. "Setlla didn't believe this for a long time, but in order to make the two elders happy, she cooperatively showed an expression of excitement and anticipation.Of course, Beckham knew the level of EQ the little princess had. After bringing her into the room, he pinched her nose and called her "little smart".

Joanne quickly knocked on the door and asked Setlla if she would like to go to sleep in the decorated pink dreamy princess room, one big and one small shook their heads at the same time.

"It's fine with Setlla and me."

Joanne instinctively felt that something was wrong. While Setlla was taking a bath, she quietly pulled Beckham out and asked in a low voice, "Although you said you grew up with her, an 11-year-old girl lives in the same room as you , there must be something wrong. You were so informal when you were in Manchester?"

Beckham shook his head, "Of course not. When I was at Manchester United, I would avoid suspicion. I couldn't let my teammates think that I wanted to use the little princess to get something. This would have a bad influence on her. But how old is 11 years old? She is still a child, and I have to take good care of him in my house."

Unable to say anything to refute for a while, Joanne could only turn around and go back to her room.When she closed the door, she suddenly thought, when interdependence becomes a habit, is it really that easy to quit?Has her unresponsive brother ever thought about this?

When Setlla came out of the shower, she saw Beckham taking out a quilt and putting it on the bed. The quilt had a deer pattern on it, and it seemed that it was not the type he would use.Seeing Setlla standing aside in surprise with his mouth open, Beckham picked her up and threw her into the bed with a smile on his face, "I know you like jumping on the bed the most, so I asked my mother to buy it in advance, do you like it?"

Setlla nodded, her face was buried in the deer quilt, her nose was sore.Beckham sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and hurriedly picked up Setlla to see if she was suffocated. The little princess who was about to cry didn't want Marshmallow to see her appearance, so she hurriedly grabbed his hair and pulled it.

"It hurts, it hurts... What's wrong with you, little princess?" The child's thinking was really not so easy to understand. Beckham kept complaining, and his long golden hair was pulled out of shape. Setlla climbed out of bed and ran to the window to calm down her turbulent and complicated mood. There were several photo frames on the desk by the window. There was a group photo of Lynn holding Xiaobei from behind, and a family in central London A group photo of the square playing with white pigeons.But what Setlla likes the most is the photo of Xiaobei talking on the phone in the phone booth. The blond boy is wearing a pair of sunglasses that cover half of his face. The sun just shines on his porcelain-white skin. The grinning boy has shown great handsome potential.

"Marshmallow, have you been this handsome since you were a child?" Setlla asked blankly.In fact, she didn't hear Beckham's answer clearly, but thought bitterly in her heart that being handsome is not a very good thing.She herself was defeated by Xiao Xiaobei's face at the beginning, but the longer she got along with her, the more she realized that being so handsome is so easy to please girls, but Marshmallow has such a gentle personality...

Thinking of this, Setlla turned back in dissatisfaction, raised her head and waved for Beckham to squat down.The blond-haired young man was really gentle, he bent down consciously without asking any questions, and let the little princess pinch his face helplessly.

"Marshmallow, I want to hug you to sleep."

"it is good."

"Marshmallow, why are your hands so cold, come and let me blow for you."

"it is good……"

"Marshmallow, are you asleep?"

Finally, Beckham couldn't bear to hold Setlla tightly in his arms, and whispered to her ear: "If you continue to lie and don't sleep, I will tell the coach next week that you are not allowed to watch the training."

Setlla giggled complacently, "Alex won't let me see, hehe." She stretched her arms around Beckham's neck and buried her head in the hollow of his neck, "I'm asleep, Don't forget my gift tomorrow."

"How can I forget." At night, in London, where the sound is fading away, Santa Claus is distributing sweet dreams to every girl with dreams.

When I got up in the morning, London was already covered with snow, and Setlla ran to the window with bare feet to watch the children on the street playing happily before the snowplow came, and they were eager to join in.Beckham picked her up, put on the little cotton shoes for her, and asked, "Shouldn't you open the Christmas present first?"

Setlla looked back, only to find that the small Christmas tree in front of the bed was already full of red and green presents.With the help of Beckham, she dismantled them one by one, and some looked like court models for boys, some were cute jumpers with ears, a complete set of Barbie princess series, chocolate houses...

Setlla just couldn’t see it. Judging from the cards attached to the gift, everyone in the Beckham family had to think about it before deciding what gift to give. Joanne also playfully expressed the gift she gave Setlla Much cuter than the ones given to my brother.

Setlla put on a new one-piece fleece and ran down the street led by Beckham.The children on the street clapped their hands excitedly when they saw the neighbor's rising star playing football at Manchester United. A little boy brought a football from nowhere and asked Beckham to demonstrate dribbling.

"Snow dribbling, your demands are too much!" Setlla complained indignantly pointing at the snow, which got the unanimous stares of the boys.

"A girl who always hides behind her brother, hmph, she doesn't like sports at all!"

"You, you, you!" Setlla threw off Beckham's hand angrily, ran over and kicked the ball away. The boys were very surprised and kicked the football back.So, a little girl wearing a one-piece rabbit ear plush dress struggled with the ball under the siege of a group of boys.Beckham was scrambling to go up to protect him, but the little princess was too happy to grab it and didn't give him a chance at all.

Finally, Setlla fell to the ground while grabbing a ball. After exercising, her face was flushed, and her ears were plugged into the hood, only the red earlobes were exposed. She was so cute that the boys who were grabbing the ball stopped. You Look at me, I look at you, I don't know if I should go over and help her up first.

Beckham would not let these unreliable brats touch his little princess. He directly picked Setlla up by the waist, ignoring the surprised eyes of the boys, and scolded her anxiously: "Have you played enough? Go back soon." Change your clothes, you will catch cold if you soak in snow water."

Setlla's face that was about to cry changed immediately, she giggled and hugged Beckham tightly, and called "Go back".When they got to the house, Beckham helped Setlla take off the one-piece suit, and stood by the fire to dry in only a thin autumn coat.Lynn came back from the outside and saw her brother holding the little princess and telling stories by the fire, she shook her head helplessly.

The girl looked weird at first glance, she obviously had no interest in the story at all, she kept staring at David, but her stupid brother didn't notice it at all, and kept telling it meticulously.The most handsome child of the Beckham family was eaten to death by an 11-year-old girl. The neighbors in the neighborhood might not believe it.

Later, even Sandra and Ted felt that their son had spoiled the little princess of Manchester United a little too much. The worried mother said to her son privately: "You two are 8 years apart. It's not bad if you want to be together." Yes, but as her...you should wait a few more years, until you succeed without relying on her..."

"Mom, what are you talking about, I don't understand." Olive green eyes showed pure confusion, "How can I be with Setlla, she is my sister, she has grown up by my side since she was 6 years old Yes, and will continue to do so in the future.”

"You really didn't mean that?" Sandra looked at Beckham with suspicion, her son's beautiful eyes were still pure, and it was difficult to find out the meaning of the cover-up.She was a little relieved, and told her again and again: "In short, if you are tempted by someone in the future, you must tell your mother first."

"I will, Mom." Beckham nodded amusedly. He has had several girlfriends already, hasn't he?In this matter, he still has a say.

The heartthrobs at that time didn't know that the dull party might not have a say in things like feelings.