[Football] Anti-system

The author has something to say: In this chapter, because of being drunk, there will be women's clothing, and the main attacking party may feel a little uncomfortable.

Remind the lightning protection, if you don’t accept women’s clothing, skip it and stop the loss in time.

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Scorpius felt that he was not good enough.

I was so dizzy that I felt dizzy when I sat on the sofa.

He really didn't expect this wine to have such a strong aftertaste. The wine brought to grandpa last time tasted sweet, but this time it was a failure.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples left and right with his curled knuckles. During the exam, he often did this kind of action to ensure his state and make himself more awake.

There was also a drowsy, dull feeling on the forehead, which was vague.

Stomach is also a little uncomfortable.

Then something cold pressed against his cheek, which made him regain his sanity slightly.

The cold thing is not ice cubes or anything, the temperature is not so low that it is unacceptable.It's just the right amount of mildness, which relieves the dryness and makes people feel very comfortable at the same time.

He subconsciously rubbed the cold object that had been attached to his forehead, which helped him relieve a lot of uncomfortable feelings.

He also raised his hand to hold it, and opened his eyes to find out.

Cristiano was squatting in front of him, holding a glass of iced milk in his left hand and looking at him worriedly.

He moved his gaze forward and looked at his hands.

Soft and slightly cold.

The so-called cold thing is just Xiao Luo's right hand.

He was holding the cup containing the cold liquid, covering his hands until the temperature on his hands dropped, and it was not so unacceptable, and then used the back of his hand or the palm of his hand to ice his cheek or forehead.

But when he subconsciously rubbed it twice.

Cristiano was visibly stiff.

Scorpius stared at him for a long time, meeting those caramel-colored eyes that still glowed like sticky honey under the light.

Holding his hand, I couldn't help but smile because of his reaction: "Chris..." His eyes are so beautiful.

He looked a little hungry and wanted to eat honey apples and the like.

One bite is full of sweetness, and when you bite into the peel and pulp, your mouth will be filled with freshness and sourness.

"do you feel better?"

Cristiano frowned slightly, a little worried about his condition.

"good?"

Scorpius let go of Cristiano's hand, pressed his temple, and replied casually.

Having already made up his mind, he would lie down on the sofa and pretend to sleep if he had another drink when he was exhausted.

He felt that he was not drunk, and his head seemed to be still awake, but it seemed to become rusty from time to time, and he couldn't move at all.

Cristiano breathed a sigh of relief.

Looks a little sane.

But of course he wasn't worried about him, he was just worried that if he drank unconsciously, the one who would suffer must be himself as a roommate.

Yes, of course not worried about him.When he first came to Manchester United, he was often tossed by pranks, and Scorpius must pass this level.

While speaking, the England team had dispatched the advance ship Alan, and came over with the bottle of rum that Scorpius had just drunk.

Seeing that although his face was red and his eyes were red, he still seemed to be sane on the sofa, so he taught him a lesson: "Who drinks rum like you do in one gulp?"

Although they really wanted to get him drunk, normal people would almost drink it with other beverages. If it was such a high concentration and added ice, they would drink it slowly and taste the rich aroma of rum .

But while he was talking, his hands were not idle. He picked up his glass casually, poured half a glass of Coke Zero into it, added about a quarter of the rum, and pretended to put it inadvertently. On the table in front of him: "Want to play a game? We are going to play cards. Or play a game of Chinese gambling? Have you ever played Chinese gambling?"

Alan blinked.

They rarely play Chinese gambling because the probability of winning is very low and there are no rules to follow.

This game is said to be a Chinese game. The rules of the game are to bet on 80 Chinese characters, guess which 20 characters can be drawn, and a person has 10 chances to bet.

If you don't guess half correctly, you will be punished.

Rooney thinks that the probability of playing this kind of game is low, and the game they can cheat is better than the "Dentist Chair Show" (this is an operation that tie a person to a chair and pour alcohol directly into his mouth. The inventor is Rooney The origin of Wazza's nickname - Gascoigne.) This infamous game is much better.

Scorpius should thank them for not doing that.

A group of old gamblers in the England national team, even if they were losing all day long, immediately rushed over with bright eyes when they heard that they wanted to gamble.

The game will start soon.

Under the premise of their cheating, Scorpius' luck did not improve because of the endorsement of the perfume called "Lucky".He guessed none of them.

Facing their malicious smiles, Scorpius had a headache: "What is the punishment?"

He pointed to the Coke and Rum in front of him: "Drink this glass clean?"

Rooney nodded, and at the same time stretched out his fingers to make a two: "But you have to accept two punishments, because there are so many Chinese characters, and you haven't guessed any of them."

Fine. Anyway, even if he tries to resist now, it won't work, so he might as well drink this cup and lie dead.

He picked up the glass and drank the mixed drink in one gulp.

This time the drink is not so spicy, but the combination of the two infused the cola with a refreshing feeling.

But this doesn't mean that he didn't have the feeling of being intoxicated after drinking. Scorpius held his forehead and pressed it: "Okay, there is no punishment."

You won't let him have another drink, will you?

He picked up the pillow on the side and leaned back on the sofa, planning to just fall asleep like this.

Alan shook the Blu-ray disc in his hand: "I brought the Grudge, how about you finish watching this?"

Without raising his head, Scorpius covered his head with a pillow, curled up on the sofa and buried himself: "fu*koff, Alan, why don't you let me have another drink."

Alan and Rooney looked at each other and shrugged: "Of course...but you have to drink the whole bottle of MVP champagne. Of course, we gave you the right to choose, drink that bottle of champagne, or make the movie alone Finished."

Scorpius hugged the pillow and rubbed his golden hair in a mess. His hair had already grown a little, and it fell softly behind his ears, and could be tied up with a small rubber band.Reluctantly pretending to be dead for a long time, Waza's hand poked her lower back, and then reluctantly became scared, and reached out to ask for the bottle of champagne.

He has a lot to think about.

When you get that bottle of champagne, you pretend you didn't hold it steady and spilled it all, so you don't have to do anything at all.

Who knew this was exactly what Alan and Rooney wanted to do.

The bottle of valuable Community Shield MVP champagne was brought over by Ferdinand, but Brother Nan didn't plan to give it to him, and Scorpius didn't plan to take it.

The two sides have their own ghosts, but the purpose is surprisingly consistent.

The opened champagne splashed all over him, and the smell of champagne diffused instantly, leaving only the smell of this wine on the tip of Scorpius' nose.

The wine was poured from the head, and the blond hair was curled and clustered together, dripping the liquid dripping down.

The white T-shirt was also mostly wet by the wine, and it was tightly attached to the body, and the explosive limbs wrapped under it and the muscles wrapped above were vaguely visible.

Cristiano subconsciously took a step forward to check his situation, but stopped for some reason.

There were laughter and whistles in the room, as well as the sound of smacking your lips in admiration for this good figure.

Alan thought about it, but he still didn't take the opportunity to throw the fluorescent film he bought on him. It was too damaging, so forget it and let him take a bath.

Scorpius also clicked his tongue, lifted the liquor on his dead face with one hand, inserted it between the hair strands, and pulled back the wet hair.

The champagne bottle fell on the sofa next to him, drenching him and making a mess of the sofa.

At first, the upper body of the wine seemed to have been splashed with a bottle of alcohol, but soon felt the coolness brought by the evaporation.But after a while, the remaining fermented products stick to my body, making me feel uncomfortable no matter what.

"I don't need to drink now?"

"You don't need to drink now."

Alan shrugged and said deliberately: "You are so lucky. I just happen to have a spare set of clothes in the car, and there are bathing facilities here. You escaped now, lucky boy."

Scorpius was very pleased with the ending.

But he still blinked at him innocently: "No way, it's all Leo's fault. He didn't hold it steady, and I'm still a victim."

Ferdinand shrugged, saying that he just accidentally slipped his hand.

Poor Scorpius, who had no idea that it was all in collusion.

He also smiled gratefully at Ferdinand, thinking that he was saving himself.

Mr. Ronaldo felt something was wrong, it was impossible, based on what he knew about Rooney and Ferdinand, and given their titles as the three assassins of the Red Devils dressing room troublemaker, they would just let it go?

Seeing that Alan quickly went out and came back with a sealed plastic bag, he pushed Scorpius into the bathroom, and deliberately ordered: "Take it out after taking a shower, there is no shelf in it, be careful to get wet." He even gave He took Scorpius a pocket knife and warned him to ruin his worn clothes in case others used them for something.

Ronaldo felt that something was wrong.

He followed in and watched as Scorpius stuffed the plastic bag into the narrow door of the locker room, and was about to undress casually, always feeling something strange.

Of course, he was immediately kicked out by Scorpius.

Even though Scorpius looks very drunk, the fact that he can walk and think means that he still has some sense of sanity.Naturally, he would not let him watch him take off his clothes.

Speaking of the bathroom, it's actually a bit shabby.After all, this is a private room of the hotel, and the bathroom is also very small.

There are shelves, but they are very small, and only one-time small packets of shampoo and shower gel are placed.Scorpius used them to wash off the sticky wine on his body, and while stepping on the same disposable slippers, he wiped his wet hair with a towel and returned to the small changing room next door.

He opened the spare clothes bag that Alan gave him, took the clothes out casually, shook them twice, and was immediately dumbfounded.

These two clothes are not a good thing.

He immediately thought that Alan was definitely taking revenge on him for saying last time that he could be a birdie when he wore women's clothes.

It wasn't any spare clothes at all.

It was a black dress that could only be described as sexy.

The tube top skirt is still lined with some sponges on the chest, and the skirt is shockingly short.

He stared at the dress in a daze, his mind was a bit confused and couldn't figure out what to do for a while.

Alan was very considerate and even prepared pure white cotton underwear for him.But it was a pair of briefs, and he suspected that they were for women at all, because they were not only short, but they were also trimmed with lace.

What else can we do?

The clothes he took off had been cut by him with a knife and thrown into the trash can. Now he either wears this skirt or just holds a towel to cover it up.

Scorpius leaned on the cabinet door and looked at himself in the simple mirror and sighed, helplessly admitting it.

Lost, this group of people is really too damaged.

He comforted himself, why don't you try it, maybe the skirt will be longer than he imagined?

After figuring out how to wear it for a long time, he finally managed to put on this skirt, which was much better than he imagined. At least it looked short, but nothing was exposed, and the hem of the skirt covered two-thirds of his thighs. , about the same length as the shorts.

Alan still has a bit of conscience.

Scorpius sat on the chair worrying.

Although he did wear it, he would never go out in this outfit, it was too stupid.

And if he wears it, most of his good teammates will laugh at him for a whole season.

Neither Alan nor Rooney tried to rush him.

Anyway, they knew that Scorpius must be doing psychological construction inside, and he couldn't hide in it all the time and give up after a while.

On the contrary, Xiao Luo, who was sitting next to him and playing with the lemon slices for decoration on the cup, couldn't wait any longer.

Could it be that he slipped and fell?Or fainted?After all, that's how horror movies are played. Could it be that he fell asleep?

He arranged a hundred possibilities for Scorpius in his mind, but in the end he couldn't hold back his worries, sat up, and sneaked into the bathroom while everyone was not paying attention.

He thought that Scorpius was still washing up, or just passed out inside, so naturally he didn't knock on the door, just pressed down on the doorknob, opened the door and slipped in.

He startled Scorpius.

Scorpius, who was sitting in the locker room, also surprised him.

The roommate in front of me had blond hair hanging loosely on her shoulders, her skin was as fair as milk, her cheeks, neck and exposed joints were dyed pink that was particularly obvious under the dazzling light, and there were two touches of bright red at the end of her eyes.

The black tube top made his complexion fairer and more dazzling, as if it had been highlighted.The waist design of the skirt is exaggerated, it's hard for him to wear it.The only thing that stands out is that as a male, his Adam's apple is a discordant factor after all, and his shoulders are slightly wider.

The skirt wrapped around the thighs, and Scorpius pressed his hands on the skirt awkwardly, and his face looked even redder.

Mr. Ronaldo subconsciously took another step back and leaned against the door.

Just as he was about to say that he was going out right away, he didn't expect Scorpius to stretch out his arms towards him, as if a three-year-old child wanted to hug him.

...probably drunk.

For some reason, Cristiano breathed a sigh of relief after reaching this judgment.

He took three steps and two steps, and approached cautiously: "He gave you this? Where are your previous clothes?"

The aftertaste of the drink that Scorpius just drank has completely recovered, and it is not easy to sit here quietly for half an hour.

As soon as he saw Cristiano coming up, he quickly stood up, swung his body forward, and fell forward regardless of whether he could catch him or not.

Mr. Ronaldo quickly took a step forward in fright, and stopped him stiffly.

It's not that he's afraid of Scorpius when he's drunk, but that he really has to be afraid of him like this.

He didn't even dare to look at his face just now, this face is really shockingly beautiful when he is drunk now.Most of his hair was dry, but his beautiful and dreamy purple eyes were full of water vapor.

The slightly trembling slender eyelashes couldn't hide the light-colored tear mole at the corner of the eye, which made people want to lick it involuntarily, even if they didn't look into his eyes or shift their attention to other places on his face.

His skin is fair and delicate, and his pores are almost invisible at such a close distance, only the golden fluff can be seen under the light.

The bridge of the nose is high, as if the sculptor spent a lot of energy and took a ruler to measure and perfect it.

The thin lips looked a little thin and cool, but they were light pink.Scorpius' teeth bit on it, and the lip color turned a little white, and then quickly turned red.

Cristiano closed his eyes and raised his head desperately.

The big drunk creature in his arms unconsciously put its chin on his shoulder, rubbed it as usual, then pursed its mouth, and said aggrievedly: "They all bully me, Chris. They all bully me .”

Mr. Ronaldo still didn't dare to look at him. This guy could smell the smell of alcohol when he opened his mouth, mixed with the strange smell of the hotel's disposable shampoo, it was indeed a bit unpleasant.

But the deduction for this point was nothing at all, and he still didn't dare to look at him.

Who knows if Scorpius will remember what happened today tomorrow morning, it would be too embarrassing if he remembered that he had another nosebleed because he was wearing a skirt.

So he hugged his waist tightly, closed his eyes and comforted him: "They are all bad guys, it's okay, I'm here. I'm here."

As he spoke, he quickly supported Scorpius to stand firm, and quickly took off the shirt on his body during this time gap, and put it on Scorpius.

It was so late, and the black dress probably couldn't be seen clearly.The light line is a little darker, like shorts... Mr. Ronaldo snorted softly, feeling a little dissatisfied with Rooney and Alan's behavior.

If I had known he would not have brought Scorpius here, this kind of prank was too tasteless.

Can this kind of skirt be seen by others?This is too much, why not wear this kind of thing to Rooney or Ferdinand?Schmeichel can wear it too.

They are also British stars, and Rooney didn't see them being so active when he came.Why does Scorpius have to wear a skirt.

The more Cristiano thought about it, the angrier he became, puffing up his cheeks angrily, he pulled Scorpius and planned to take him home.

But as soon as his hand was on the doorknob, he suddenly noticed something was wrong, and looked back at Scorpius, who was wearing his V-neck shirt and biting his lip, dejectedly.

He frowned, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "The design of this dress is too bad, why is the collar so low?"

So he took off the shirt again in the locker room and put it on Scorpius backwards.

Seeing that the reverse shirt covered most of Scorpius' neck, he nodded in satisfaction.

He completely forgot that he was the one who had been wearing this dress all the time, and thought it was coquettish and handsome until the second before he took it off.