football king

Kaka came to Mordred's house with a smile on her face and rang the doorbell.

After a long time, no one opened the door. Kaka pressed the doorbell again with a puzzled face, and then heard the sound of ping-pong in the room, and Mr. Football's face changed.

You must know that this place is not a wealthy area, and anything can happen. The more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong. Kaka kicked the door directly. The door creaked and opened a crack. Ka kicked it away.

Mordred, who was about to open the door, was hit by the door slamming against the wall, "Eh—" Mordred stretched out his hand to cover his waist and froze on the messy ground.

The first reaction of Kaka, who kicked violently, was to quickly help Mordred up. As soon as his hand was on his arm, Mordred covered his waist and shouted loudly: "Don't! Don't touch me!"

Chris, who heard the sound, appeared at the corner of the stairs with a dog in his arms, followed by the cute little mini.

The puppy, which was hugged tightly by Chris, wagged its tail desperately, and said "Wow" to Mr. Football. The little milk voice sounded cute.

Mordred barely got up from the ground, his face was a little gray, and his eyes were silently revealing a loveless life.

From entering the door to now, Kaka, who finally had time to look carefully, looked at the messy living room and couldn't help asking: "What's going on?"

The sofa in the living room was torn out of shape, the fruit plate on the coffee table was rolled on the ground with all the fruits, and the carpet was wet in pieces. If there was anything in the living room that was intact, it would probably be the hard TV. machine.

Everything is crumbling except for the TV.

Hearing this question, Mordred covered his face with his hand, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have seen it pitifully brought home. I only knew that the sledge three idiots are capable of tearing down houses, but I never thought that the little one The ability to dismantle the house is not weak."

The little husky, who was held in Chris's arms, seemed to understand and said "Wow, wow" to Mordred. His big blue eyes were full of purity, and he couldn't tell that this room was his masterpiece.

Chris also came to Mordred’s house early, and fought with the dog for a long time before catching it. After the dog slipped through his fingers countless times, Chris wanted to learn goalkeeper skills for the first time.

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Mordred tidied up the house a bit. If he knew how to smoke, Mordred really wanted to relieve his heartache with a cigarette in his mouth.

The Brazilian, who finally knew the ins and outs, couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from rising, and finally couldn't hold back his laughter, "Hahaha, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He cleared his throat and forced his smile down, and then said seriously: "Then what are you going to do now? What to do? This dog looks like a stray dog, and you have to be responsible for him when you bring it home."

Mordred looked haggard. He just finished talking with Chris last night and went out for a walk in a bad mood. When he saw a dirty dog, he felt sorry for it and took it home.

After bathing it and settling it down, I opened my eyes the next day and found that it was a house demolisher. When he woke up, there were no good things in the house.

But at this time Chris came with Mini, this energetic dog seemed to be even more excited, running upstairs and downstairs, even Chris and Mordred couldn't catch it at such a running speed.

"It's really impossible...I'll just send him to the rescue station. How can I have so much time to take care of him? I can't even take care of myself." Mordred said helplessly, and this Erha seems to be really spiritual Similarly, after hearing Mordred's words, he lay on the ground with a mournful groan, and even closed his ears.

Mordred looked down at those big clear eyes, one person and one dog looked at each other. After about a minute or so, Mordred was the first to lose.

"Okay, okay, don't look at me like that! Is it okay for me to support you? But if you tear up your house again, I'll send you away!" Head against Mordred's knee.

Over there, Chris and Kaka looked at Mordred with a smile on their faces. The expressions of the two of them could be regarded as pampering, a bit like parents?

As soon as this thought came up, Mordred threw it behind him. This thought is really terrible.

"Chris, are you also here to treat injuries?"

"Injury? What injury? I just brought little Chris here to play with Meris. God knows what kind of drug this guy gave little Chris. I insisted on coming to him after calling yesterday." Chris was helpless Shrug your shoulders and place your hands on the mini shoulders.

Mini smiled obediently at Kaka, "Uncle Ricardo."

"Hey, your name is Brother Melis, do you call me uncle? Obviously we are almost a few years old." Kaka placed her generous hand on Mini's head, stroked the black hair a few times, then put her hand down, and continued to talk to Chris. say.

Mordred sitting next to me, I shouldn't be here, I should be under the car.

Mordred stretched out his hand and rubbed his cheeks, it wasn't that he was thinking too much, seeing the two of them interacting like this, the weird atmosphere that comes with it made it impossible to get in between the two of them.

He couldn't help but think of the Kapeiluo fan pictures he had seen before, NO!Hold on!

Thinking about Mordred frightened himself, and quickly interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Kaka, it's getting late, let me give you a hot compress first."

While chatting happily with Chris, Kaka was suddenly interrupted and remembered what he was doing at Mordred's house.

"Sorry, I wasted your time." Kaka looked at Mordred apologetically.

Watched by those gentle eyes, Mordred felt as if he had done something wrong, "No, we can chat while treating."

Kaka understood what was more important, so he smiled and said, "Then let's start the treatment."

Mordred let out a long sigh of relief, and finally didn't have to watch the two of them thinking wildly.

Hurry up and take out the medicine packs prepared yesterday, take out the casserole from the kitchen, put the three medicine packs in the pot, and start cooking.

Chris, who had no idea what they were doing, couldn't help asking: "Wait, are you treating a disease? Why does it look similar to cooking?"

This made Mordred, who is half a Chinese medicine practitioner, roll his eyes, "That's me. If it were my master, he would probably beat you out."

Kaka, who was lying on the sofa, also swallowed. He did hear Mordred talk about the treatment process yesterday, but...it was different from any treatment he had been exposed to before.

But then Kaka smiled bitterly and thought, can he be worse now?If you can't play the ball, you will be woken up by the pain every night. Since it won't be worse, why not give it a go.

Mordred stretched out his hand to touch Kaka's groin strain, and as his fingers moved, Mordred's brows became tighter and tighter, and his slightly childish face was hardened into an old man's face.

Mordred put down his hands, feeling helpless, distressed and more angry, "Kaka, don't you know it hurts to torture yourself so much?"

His legs had become more than a burden to him, they were torture.

A normal person would feel unbearable pain and sweat even when walking with this leg, not to mention playing football with this leg, but even so Kaka persevered, and dragged his injured leg on the field all the time.

Seeing Kaka bowed his head and remained silent, Mordred was really helpless. Now he finally understood how the doctor who treated him felt when he saw him going to the game with injuries.

Hey, people like them are stubborn asses anyway.

Mordred shook his head and went upstairs to get the silver needle.

Chris, who had been watching from the side, finally interrupted, "Ricardo, what's going on? Are you looking for him...to treat your leg?" Chris's tone was obviously distrustful, after all, Kaka had so many big cards. It's a bit strange to look for Mordred, who is obviously a barefoot fairy, instead of looking for a doctor.

However, Kaka still trusts Mordred, "Meris has studied Chinese medicine and has some knowledge about it, and he cured his friend Doyle when he was in the United States, so I just want to try it anyway and there will be no worse result. " Kaka reached out and touched his knee, with a dazed expression on his face, which shouldn't be the expression on his face.

"What if he can't walk after he's cured? He just started this year! Just because he plays football well doesn't mean he can also be good at medicine!" Chris obviously doubted Mordred's medical skills, but just as soon as he finished speaking, he kept sitting on him. Mini, who was watching TV next to him, tugged him hard.

Chris lowered his head and looked at Mini in puzzlement. Mini pouted towards the stairs, and looked along and happened to see Mordred standing at the corner with a half-smile. Chris thumped in his heart and swallowed all the words went back.

Mordred smiled strangely, and ignored Chris, but walked straight to Kaka, and made a gesture of invitation to Chris, "I'm going to heal Kaka now, please watch TV next to me, Stay with Mini."

Chris looked at Kaka, then at Mordred, his face was full of hesitation and hesitancy, and when he was about to speak, Mordred pushed him onto the sofa, "Look at TV!" His expression was a little scary , as if it would turn into a Tyrannosaurus rex in the next second, then turned and left.

Sitting on the sofa, Chris rubbed his hair, and said "fack!" in an unspeakable confusion.

"Papa, don't worry, Brother Melis is very powerful." Mini opened her big eyes, her small hand covered Chris's big hand, and the warmth went straight to the bottom of her heart along the contact position of the two.

Chris lowered his head and kissed Mini's forehead, "Sorry."

Mordred snorted coldly in the room, and took out a silver needle to signal Kaka to lie down.

Kaka lay obediently on the bed, took off his pants by the way, and found that Mordred was still unhappy, and couldn't help explaining to Chris: "He didn't mean it, he just worried about me too much, and didn't suspect you the meaning of."

I know you are on good terms!Isn't it Capello?I eat!Can't I eat it?Mordred, who crazily ate dog food this early in the morning, wanted to look up to the sky and sigh, this world is not straightforward!

The author has something to say:

Mordred: Capello is locked!I threw the key away.

Me: Romo Sego!

I was too tired from work yesterday, so I didn't update it, and I will make up the missing one tomorrow.