atypical star

There was no way, he stuffed the drunk and sticky golden retriever kid into his car, and drove to Apollon's house, and Mourinho kept helplessly staring at the shining eyes in the passenger seat.

Recalling the nameless cold war these days, the Portuguese deliberately took this opportunity to find out: "Apollon, why are you deliberately avoiding me these days?"

"Because Mister is too much QAQ" the blond young man denounced his head coach's crimes and gradually felt wronged.

"I don't know the place I live in London. All the teammates in the team have families, and no one can take me to play with them." The blue eyes were wet, "I'm alone..."

Mourinho, who was really having a headache, looked helpless at the small midfielder who let himself go after being drunk. Finally, he listened to the voice in his heart and gave in, agreeing to the poor Apollin. The car window fell asleep, an unchangeable appearance.

Mourinho, who was driving seriously, didn't notice the arc of Apollon's mouth, and he gave himself a compliment in his heart: What Mrs. Matilda said is indeed right, and Jose is a person who is super soft-hearted to those close to him. guy.

Tsk tsk tsk, even Jose yelled from the bottom of his heart.

The villain in Apollon, whose name is similar to the English name of the devil, has two triangular pointed horns on his head, waving his own trident triumphantly, and is therefore determined to gradually erode the territory around Mourinho.

It is a good thing for him now to be particularly soft-hearted to those close to him, but the possessive Apollyon will never allow anyone else to share this honor.

He took out his small notebook: Mrs. Martilda is one of them, and there is also a place for Zuta and José Jr. who have never met before. Mendes, who has heard about it for a long time, is fine. Add rivals to yourself.

Who doesn't know that Mourinho, who is called Portugal's twin beauty with Ronaldo, is simply a god-like existence to the Portuguese!

The villain Apollon put away his little book and snorted indifferently: The list is over, there are no more.

After the car stopped, Apollon, who seemed to be awakened by Mourinho, followed obediently, and he would only move after the former said a word.

"Where's the key?" Mourinho, who was stunned for a long time and then went to check the door lock, found that the door was unlocked by fingerprints. Pollen refused to let go, and Mourinho looked at him as if he didn't know what he was doing.

For some reason, he indulged Apollon to hold his hand. Mourinho led him to the bathroom and wiped his face. The two of them were walking in the corridor holding hands. Since Mourinho, who had just arrived, did not know which room was In Apollyon's bedrooms, I had to open them one by one to take a look.

"...can't go in?" Apollon, who had been following pets in the game, suddenly stepped forward and blocked Mourinho from opening the door. Mourinho raised his eyebrows, "Is this a bedroom?"

Mourinho didn't mind about Apollon's dumbfounded look, who insisted on being drunk and couldn't be broken. He continued to open other rooms and finally found the little golden retriever's bedroom.

The room just now was his game room, and all kinds of VR equipment, computers, and gamepad games were placed in it, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, almost exposing his pure and innocent nature.

Apollon lay obediently on the bed, Mourinho helped him cover the quilt, and was about to leave to find a guest room to rest, but found the little golden retriever lying on the pillow looking at him with blue eyes.

"Time to sleep, Apollyon."

The golden-haired young man didn't blink his eyes. After the two of them looked at each other in silence for a while, Mourinho was helpless. He stretched out his hand to cover the beautiful blue eyes of Apollyon: "Go to sleep, Apple!" group."

Apollyon, ApplePie, are they similar?

Apollyon, who finally closed his eyes and slept obediently, had a delicate face. At this time, the blond young man was not at all like the demon with his similar name, but more like a little angel from heaven.

Although Mourinho, who gently closed the door and walked out, was a little curious about the room that was blocked from entering, he always respected other people's privacy, and more importantly, he had a premonition that the little golden retriever would take him in in the future.

The Portuguese, who has experienced decades of ups and downs, narrowed his eyes and smiled slyly. Matilda had a lot of conversations with himself, not to mention that he found that he was not disgusted.

Why should adults play that game of chasing me and hiding? It's just because the little golden retriever is awkwardly pretending to be pitiful and cute, so he can follow the trend.

Matilda, who is good at assists, has deep merits and fame.

The next morning, after all, it was just a little champagne, and most of them were still pretending to be drunk. When Apollon woke up, he didn't feel a hangover headache.

He went to the bathroom to wash up, and when he went downstairs, he found movement in the kitchen. He was surprised that Mourinho lived here last night, and he was even more surprised that the Portuguese could cook by himself.

In fact, Mourinho, who can only make fried eggs and fried sausages, is a little bit better than Apollon, who can't do anything. In the end, the owner of the house found a few slices of toast from the refrigerator to make up. A few sandwiches for breakfast.

Mourinho, who was eating a sandwich leisurely, looked at Apollyon who was drinking tons of milk, and kindly waited until the other party put down the cup before speaking to his soul torture: "Now I am sober, tell me, why do I have to move in, um ?”

The upswing of the ending gave a fatal blow to Apollyon, who was in a dream state of eating a breakfast made by his favorite person. The latter looked around and couldn't find anything to interrupt the conversation.

"Apollyon, I will ask you for the last time, and I hope you will answer truthfully." The Portuguese rested his chin on one hand and fiddled with the cloth on the table slowly. Who could say that he was not nervously waiting for an answer.

The trembling blond young man's heart sank, but subconsciously sensitively caught the long-awaited opportunity, his eyes that were originally as clear as the blue sky were now as deep as the ocean: "I don't know why."

"Probably because I like you."

"I want to watch the football game with you and play games together."

With a straight hammer, the Portuguese smiled with satisfaction. Abolun, who was afraid to look down at him, didn't know what to do next, but the elder who was the guide would tell him: "Apollon, come here."

The big golden retriever stood up and slowly moved over. Mourinho, who was not at all impatient, waited until the opponent stood in front of him before hooking his fingers to signal him to come closer.

Apollon, who had only seen the smile on the Portuguese's face until now, was bewitched and slowly bent down. Finally, the head coach of Tottenham grabbed the young man by the collar and pulled him towards him. A kiss on the cheek full of vitality.

In just a few seconds, Apollon experienced a process of heating up and calming down. He looked at the head coach leaning on the back of the chair and smiled, with a low voice: "Lovers don't kiss like this, sir."

He took the initiative to lean down and put one hand on the back of the chair, and pressed the back of the senior man's head on the chair with one hand, and carefully kissed the other's lips. After the kiss that gradually became more intense, he took off the little milk dog's coat The little golden retriever wolfdog licked the corner of his lips irresistibly: "It should be like this, Jose."

The author has something to say:

I'm really sorry for the long interruption QAQ

The main reason is that Tottenham's performance has plummeted since Xiao Sun was injured, and Leipzig was beaten in the quarter-finals of the Champions League. I was chasing each game more and more sadly, and I really didn't have the heart to write.

Maybe some readers will feel rushed, but this season of the Premier League has basically ended due to the epidemic. The bad results and the premature season cut off my outline abruptly. There is no way to do it QAQ

Afterwards, there will be a few chapters of sweet love life and so on, which should be extra.