[football] little princess

2008 3 Month 4 Day.

"Cristiano Ronaldo scored his 30th goal of the season. Only 3 minutes into the game, the Portuguese's state continues to be unstoppable!" The commentary on Sky TV praised Ronaldo passionately. Then, point to the stands.The director shifted the camera to Setlla in the box, and the commentator took advantage of the situation and said: "Since the princess of Manchester United was seriously ill last year, Ronaldo has always had the habit of dedicating the opening goal to her. I wish her a speedy recovery. Our only problem is— —Why aren't they married yet?"

Manchester United relied on Ronaldo's goal to capture Lyon 1-0 at home and successfully advanced to the quarterfinals.The Portuguese has turned into a goal machine this season and has become Manchester United's number one star. Seeing the flamboyant red No. 7 walking into the player tunnel, Setlla was filled with emotion.This color and number are all born for him. He has red blood, red personality, and the sharpness of number 7.

After Ronaldo helped Setlla into the car, he sat in the driver's seat and closed the door triumphantly, saying, "I'll take you to eat delicious food tonight." The more unlike the little brother back then.Due to the gap in physical condition, Setlla is now more taken care of by the Portuguese squad leader, and Ronaldo seems to have a strange sense of responsibility for her.

They sat down in a remote but authentic Chinese restaurant. The boss was already used to the presence of the two of them. He invited them behind a specially set-up screen and served two bowls of fermented glutinous glutinous rice balls.Ronaldo avoided this kind of food at first, but after getting used to it, he would eat it every time he came.

"Speaking of which, you don't need to exaggerately point to the stands every time you score a goal. Do you still think you don't have enough scandals?"

Ronaldo put down the spoon and said with a bitter face: "But what else can I do, I'm not a doctor, and I'm not Beckham, it's pretty good to be able to come up with this kind of blessing, you're still picky."

Setlla didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I'm not picky." Now that Red Devil 7's words became more and more reasonable, she was speechless.Forget it, there are not many times when he can be so self-willed, no matter how you look at it.

"Now it is rumored that you will transfer to Real Madrid after this season. If you trust me, you can tell me about it. I will keep it a secret from Alex." She put her index finger on her lips, and there was a little teasing in her eyes.

Ronaldo hurriedly waved his hand: "It's just that Real Madrid is looking for Jorge, I didn't take the initiative to talk to them."

Setlla patted him on the head, "I didn't mean to blame you, what's the matter with you looking like I want to eat you. It's okay if you want to transfer to Real Madrid, I watched so many Manchester United games , have long been used to parting. Besides, didn’t you like Real Madrid since you were a child? No one would reject the greatest club of the 20th century.”

The Portuguese thought about it, and the little princess made sense.But leaving her in Manchester who didn't know how many more days to live (God knows he can only think about it in his heart), thinking that he would never be able to take her for a walk in the future, he always felt sore in his heart, "Even if I transfer , and will visit you often in the future.”

This sad atmosphere was not broken until the waiter brought up all the dishes. Ronaldo poked a piece of braised pork with his chopsticks, bit it off contentedly, and talked about the team: "You know what, Setlla , My personal data this season is so good, if I can win the Champions League, I will be able to hit the Ballon d'Or, haha! In contrast, AC Milan has been miserable this season, and Kaka can't threaten me."

Setlla looked at him with a half-smile: "Is that why you want to surpass him?"

The Portuguese pouted: "Who made everyone say that he is an angel, the son of God, he is the best man who plays football, and other good men are not as good as him. I just want to prove that I am scolded by others Whoever is a bad boy can also be the best player in football."

Setlla was almost stunned by him, and he thought of one point in a thousand threads: "It is said that Real Madrid is also looking for Kaka recently, so it is possible for you and him to play in the same team in the future?"

"Even if this is the case, I will become the team's number one star, and I will not give it up to him!" Ronaldo thumped the table excitedly, which was enough to show how deep his resentment towards Kaka was. Setlla laughed and patted him on the back to calm him down. The tables here are so quaint, it would be bad if he smashed them.It wasn't until later that the little princess knew that if she had the chance, she would definitely stop Ronaldo from moving to Madrid at all costs, and she would definitely not laugh so wantonly at this time.

Two weeks later, Beckham was beaming with joy when he flew from Los Angeles to Manchester to visit Setlla at the weekend.When he walked into the living room of Ferguson's house, Setlla was curled up on the sofa watching TV, and he leaned down and kissed her on the forehead, just like a husband kisses his wife when he comes home. Setlla froze for a moment, she quickly adjusted and asked him why he was so happy.

"I received an invitation from the Olympic Committee, asking me to attend the closing ceremony of the Beijing Olympic Games. Come with me. You lived in Beijing when you were young, right? I didn't know it when Real Madrid traveled to China last time. I don't have time to have fun with you."

Beijing?It's been a long time since I've traveled outside with Beckham. Setlla was extremely hesitant, and looked up and asked him: "Is this good? I mean, maybe it's better for you to go with your family."

Beckham once again missed the little princess who would pester him and domineeringly forbid him to play with other girls.In fact, Victoria would not stop him from visiting Setlla from time to time, and even when he talked about taking the little princess to Beijing for the closing ceremony of the Olympics, she agreed.It is because his wife is so wise that he understands that he will never give up on his family.

But there is no need to let Setlla know about it, he is the only one who needs to feel guilty.

"When the two of us are together, don't think about other people, okay? You can relax and just do what makes you happy."

When Beckham patted her on the back slowly, Setlla wanted to cry, she would never get what she could not get, but why did God make her body so fragile so that she could have all these illusions Short beauty.

They sat together watching TV for a while, and Ferguson came home to them with a livid face. Setlla subconsciously turned slightly to block Beckham. She knew how angry the Red Devils coach would be when he lost his temper with his apprentice.Beckham put his arms around her shoulders and patted her to reassure her.

Ferguson's anger wasn't directed at them. He sat down on the side sofa and swung his mobile phone to his side, "I really don't know what your brother thinks. I never cared about you. If you don't tell me, you will keep talking to him I mentioned something about getting married. It's fine now, after being rejected several times by me, I said that I want to visit the door in person, and it is absolutely impossible for me to let him in. "

Setlla frowned, "Is it James? Sorry, I didn't expect him to come and harass you, Alex."

"You still tell me this at a time like this." Ferguson glared at her. "Hurry up and stay at David's house for two days. If your brother makes trouble, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you. If he wants to take you away, he can't take care of you." It's troublesome."

Beckham agreed before Setlla, and simply picked her up from the sofa, ready to carry her all the way to the car.And Ferguson was used to this kind of scene, so he didn't stop him, and waved them away quickly.The muscles in her legs and feet were so stiff that Setlla was completely unable to struggle. She turned her head sideways and buried her face in Beckham's arms, hoping that the journey would be shorter.

"You seem to have become lighter." Beckham gently placed her on the co-pilot, fastened her seat belt, and said worriedly, "I heard from Sir that Ronaldo often takes you out for dinner, and he Doesn't your taste suit yours?"

"It's none of his business, it's because I don't have much appetite." The three of them haven't been together for a long time, and when she was with Beckham, she would always put aside appointments with the Portuguese, but she didn't have any specific scruples , I just feel that the aura between the two of them is somewhat different.

All the way home, Beckham wondered how he could whet Setlla's appetite.If people are sick all the year round, it is true that they are prone to sickness and loss of appetite. Although they pay attention to often supporting and even half-holding Setlla to move her legs, the condition is still getting worse after all.By now, she had trouble controlling her legs.If you don't move, you don't want to eat anymore, which is not good.

Setlla was surprised to find that Beckham had been tinkering in the kitchen for some reason since he got home. She was bored watching TV, so she said she wanted to go back to her room and get ready for bed.This kind of moment is always awkward. Beckham has to carry her into the bathtub and adjust the water temperature for her so that the water is not too cold or too hot, and she can't avoid it.When she finished washing, she had to wrap herself in a bath towel before Beckham carried her out.

He gently put her on the bed, leaned her back against him, plugged in the hair dryer and started drying her hair.I don't know if it's because of the heat from the heater or the skin contact, but Setlla felt hot all over, but her hair, which had already grown much, was blown very slowly.

"I have to get a short haircut in two days. It's too troublesome, and I can't blow it well for a long time."

Beckham stopped holding the hair dryer with his right hand, and gently stroked her long hair with his left hand, "Don't cut it unless you really like short hair. I can help you where you can't reach, so don't wrong yourself."

Setlla smiled from an angle he couldn't see, and said nothing more.No one can stay by her side to take care of her all the time, but this is enough for now, at least in this quiet space, just the two of them, she can pretend that he can always be here.

Meanwhile, Beckham is thinking about returning to Europe more urgently than ever.

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