football king

Once faced with all kinds of hardships of Elena, she still endured for her son. Even if she didn't give Elena a good face in front of the media, she still accepted it in her heart. As long as the two of them can be good, she The feeling is not important.

But... Irina still couldn't make it to the end with Chris. Dolores stared at Mordred with clear eyes and even some immature eyes. It would be great if this was really her youngest son.

After meeting her for a few times, she really likes this child, maybe all parents in the world are the same...

At this time, the moods of Dolores and Lin Yue overlapped. She hoped that her children would have a good life. As the people who came here, they could understand what it is to be together sincerely, and what is a young impulse.

She is not very clear about the young Mordred, she really sees his determination from Chris' eyes, how can she refuse?Even knowing that their future will be very difficult.

"My child, think clearly, there is still a long way to go..." At this point, Dolores suddenly couldn't continue, looking at the expectant eyes of the two children, she sighed, "Don't look at me with such eyes Now, I won't deny you two. And even if I refuse, Chris will secretly date you behind my back, it doesn't make any sense."

Chris scratched his cheek in embarrassment. Sure enough, his mother knew him best. Even if his mother didn't allow them to be together, he would not give up. Time will change a person's thinking, just like how I never thought... would Find a boy younger than you to be your partner.

But of course Dolores would be happier to agree with them. There is nothing more comfortable than the approval of relatives. When two people look at each other, they can see excitement in each other's eyes, and they embrace each other with open arms.

The strong arms made Mordred feel that everything was a dream, as if in a panic, he turned back to the lonely family, with a broken leg and was pitied by everyone. In fact, as the king of that venue, Mordred didn't want every time the media Mentioning him to fans is a sad look, so he returned to the green field in another form.

But everyone wanted to portray him as a sad and deplorable symbol, and Mordred finally succumbed, because his experience was publicized, and there were indeed many penalties for fouls in the once violent stadium.

Falling in the heyday has become the biggest regret in everyone's heart, and it has become the object of comparison for everyone who enters the stadium. It seems that every new player will be crowned with the title of Little Meris. Once the state declines, there will be a group of people. Assault on him because he is unworthy of the name Little Meris.

It's not that Mordred didn't stop it, but it's a pity that it's useless. The media won't let you ruin their fortune.

Thinking about the days that were simply not human, and now thinking about having a family, a lover and a dog, a coach and a team leader, life is so fulfilling!He even wondered if he could live another life because God saw him as too miserable so he compensated him.

In fact, Anthony is right in one point, because of their existence, he becomes weak, but he likes this weakness, he likes the feeling of being able to rely on, instead of becoming the focus of attention like a superman, as long as he can't think of a way Just look for him, even if you don't want to bear the burden, you must carry it forward.

Now he just wants to concentrate on being under the light of Chris and being pampered for a few more years.

He will never slack off when it is time to take on the main role a few years later, and he will carry this responsibility until the moment he retires.

But for a while, just for a while... He wanted to find someone to rely on.

Chris's warm shoulders made Mordred feel a strong sense of security.

Dolores looked at the two young people with a lot of emotions. She didn't disturb them aloud, and even thanked herself for the decision just now. The two children could show a warm picture in front of her.

Chris sent Mordred out of the door, he held Mordred in his arms again, and said softly, "Be careful on the road."

Mordred patted him on the shoulder, "Even if you tempt me, I can't help it. I don't want to lie in bed for a rest tomorrow, understand?"

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with lying down for a day, what do you think?"

Chris is not pure, so he naturally heard what Mordred said.

Since Little Mini was born, he has focused on football and avoided those messy things. To put it bluntly, the guy who has finally had a lot of meat doesn’t want to be a vegetarian, especially because of the intensive competition a while ago, the two of them did not perform well. It's a blow to the team.

If one of the two of them was in another team, it would be regarded as a sacrifice for the team, but they happened to be together...

God doesn't let Chris eat meat, there's nothing he can do about it.

Mordred walked backwards shaking his shoulders, and the bright smile on his face made Chris laugh and annoyed. This guy simply put all the tricks on him on the field, looking at him leave.

Chris turned and went back to the living room. Looking at Dolores, who was not happy, he felt a little guilty because he made a compromise because he loved him.

"Didn't I know you since I was a child? Don't give me that look, my own son doesn't feel bad, so should I make others feel bad?" Dolores reached out to touch his son's back, and Chris also Bend down and let mother knead.

"Okay, go to bed early, I'll go and see Little Mini."

The tacit understanding belonging to mother and son made the two understand what the other wanted to do. Chris went to take a shower and went to bed, and the alcohol smell from outside slowly disappeared.

When Mordred returned home, he just opened the door when a black image hit him like a cannonball. Hachihachi's voice made Mordred raise his hands and surrender, "Honey, how about you get off me first?" ?You are too heavy now, and I am tired now."

Erha seemed to understand, got up from Mordred, and rubbed his head against his hand.

That kind of whole-hearted attachment made Mordred's heart soften. He sat up and hugged the dog in his arms. It grew very fast, and it was no longer the size that he could hold in his arms and walk around.

"Dog, I really feel that I am so happy. I have everything here. I have to suspect that this is a beautiful dream, but it is impossible to think about it, because even if I dream, I will never have such a beautiful dream, so these must be true. of."

Gouzi was always warm in front of Mordred, and would take the initiative to comfort him, as if he knew he was in a bad mood.

"Okay, how about I take you for a run tomorrow? Let me rest today, I have experienced too many things today, I need enough sleep, good boy." Mordred rubbed the dog's head angrily, and put the handsome The face was pinched back and forth.

The dog also pampered him very much, just sat there and looked at him with big blue eyes until Mordred felt guilty and let go of his hand to smooth out the messy fur.

Back in the room, Mordred was lying on the soft bed, as if stepping on a cloud. It was such a wonderful feeling.

Close your eyes slowly to dissipate your fatigue.

Originally, Mordred thought he was dreaming, but he was surprised by the refreshment on his body when he opened his eyes. He didn't have any dreams that night, and the deep sleep made him fully recover.

The chirping of the birds in the morning made Mordred feel so comfortable. He opened the window to let fresh air into the room, and started to cook.

Gouzi lay beside the sofa, tilting his head to listen to Mordred humming out of tune.

The TV program that was turned on early made hilarious sounds, and the smell of pasta came from the kitchen.

Mordred opened the refrigerator to get protein powder for himself, and then saw that there was not much stock in the refrigerator, Mordred turned his head and shouted: "Dog, let's buy something while we are walking, West The blue flowers are gone."

"Wow!" A heavy voice came from the living room, and Mordred was not sure whether it agreed, anyway, it couldn't speak human words, so Mordred tacitly agreed.

If Gouzi could really understand what Mordred was thinking, he would definitely ask: 'People do things? '

But only humans can do this kind of thing.

Putting everything back in place after eating, Mordred fixed the leash, "Ready?"

"Wang!"

"run!"

One person and one dog ran forward like crazy. At this time, there were not many people.

Otherwise, Mordred's appearance will definitely become a beautiful scenery on the street. In terms of explosive strength, humans are actually not as good as dogs, but in terms of endurance, humans are still very strong.

But Erha is a sled dog!Endurance is also one of the best, one person and one dog are like on the bar.

They clearly said they were going to go shopping, but countless convenience stores flew past them, but none of them stopped.

In the end, Gouzi showed some weakness, and Mordred didn't have to decide the winner, slowing down from running to walking.

"Let's go, it's time to go shopping, but this time we don't have to run."

I just watched the grand occasion of one person and one dog running, and I couldn't help laughing and stood on the side of the road.

Usually, Mordred is very approachable. Although this place is not a wealthy area, Lin Yue also paid attention to it when buying a house. The quality of this area is still very good.

So now seeing Mordred like this, no one goes up to ask for an autograph. Here Mordred does not have the title of a celebrity, and the older ones treat him as a child. In Madrid, he is half white and half red. Most of the white cities favored Mordred.

Who would hate a loyal teenager who is brand new and dedicated to the team?

As for Atletico fans, there is no need to worry, no Atletico fans will come to buy a house near Real Madrid, after all... afraid of being beaten.

Mordred took the dog and bought some broccoli vegetables, because Lin Yue is a Beijinger who likes to sell them for one-off purchases. After a long time, Mordred also developed a habit of buying more of everything.

So Mordred simply put the leash near the dog's mouth, and let him carry the food, pasta, and chicken by himself.

Humming a ditty, this day is simply not too good.

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Slowly Mordred will let go of it. It takes time to wash away all the past.